.[d]. ircd.chat/6697 #tcpdirect
1. soundcloud.com/morbid/bruhhv-leak-v2-work-in-progress
2. soundcloud.com/queed-inc/reverse-shell
3. soundcloud.com/queed-inc/unbound
4. soundcloud.com/queed-inc/const
5. soundcloud.com/mc-ohm-i/domain-remix-feat-yung-innanet

dr1pw4lk

yung innanet - tcpdirect ( dr1ph0p m1x )

wanted: 3 other mcs to shred this shit so i can feel motivated to write a verse with some villains

send me your vox stems and reference demos to rapper@gmail.com

or just steal it for yourself i stole everything who gives a shit i lazily arrange some windows noises then loop them who am i da vinci

Error Prone (terrible 30 minutes of work windows beat loop) (unmastered, free dl)

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bruhhhhh she in the band

https://soundcloud.com/kennet-antinora
https://soundcloud.com/morbid
https://soundcloud.com/queed-inc

Bruhhv Leak V2 -- Work In Progress ft yung innanet, kennet antinora

produced by @yamyam-nakedgun

made this bed i gotta sleep in it
sorry im a little codependent
i think about you from the moment that my eyes open
then i get the sinking feeling that my life's broken
miss you every day - i can barely focus
know youre moving on and its hard for me to cope with
cant forgive the fact that i couldnt adjust
course correct when it mattered the most
kept up that neglect
these regrets that i carry -
thought i would marry you
feelings that explode psychologically bury you

begged you on my hands and knees 
you gave me a list of reasons and i asked you pretty please
reconsider baby feel me im equipped with better tools
and i know that getting back with me it breaks all of your rules -
i apologize and i cant alter the past 
but i can sure spend all my future making our future a blast

shook your head no feelings for me dead so
whatever switch you flipped has me flipped out of your bed so
no matter what i say i do i cant reverse it
wish i could lift this curse using this verse if you just heard it
i know i fucked up - the king of second chances
third and fourth and fifth and sixth rejected your advances
i apologize - i let it get out of pocket
by the time i had the answers it was too late to stop it

and you dont owe me anything girl
i guess i didnt realize how much of my world
was tied up in your beautiful eyes in those sparkles
miss em looking back at me im losing my marbles

miss tracing on your scars and your stripes 
miscommunication had me missing the brights
missed the cuddling and make up nights
cause i mistook your anger as the source of our fights
the new perspective that was handed to me
i couldnt even grasp til i had asked you to leave
and in the shuffle - i guess i killed whatever was left
just a bittersweet end an unfortunate death

but as long as we got life in these lungs
i gotta shoot my shot i gotta work with these guns
i apologize - i just think it will work
and im willing to go the distance even though it will hurt
and as long as i can get you to smile 
maybe youll remember why you gave me a trial
in the first place - a way that i could capture your heart
and we can give ourselves another reason to start

i just cant let this go so easy
writing all these songs and im sounding cheesy
i apologize - im just sorry in general
sorry that i couldnt make it work with my mental
state and i needed a break to recalibrate
clean up my act step back and retaliate
at these behaviors that were breaking us up
i just want another try to begin making this up

sorry i might need a lesson in patience
heart skipping with a whiff of your fragrance
a glass of sunshine to brighten the aegis
apologies on these titanium pages

ytcracker - i apologize (prod by Naked Gun)

Wake Up (feat Ytcracker)

blckhxtwrld (neural net driveby)

@dicepticon beat

im chilling in the lair feeling okay
sitting on a folder full of 0day
looking through these files and i hope they
never patch em up leave it broke hey
all these scanners in the road way
checking for them errors in the code base
clock is ticking and i wont wait
time to live got a hacker feeling slow paced

X11 window manager yes i do some damage yuh
checking on my privilege like a cis white male in canada
then i escalate it my compiler keep it native
every tick up in your system timing attack underrated
bury data in the octets in the segments in your packets
all my DGs keep it gangster all my pinks they keep it ratchet
all my screens they keep refreshing hundred forty four a second
thats the time to live for pixels so its best we stay connected

got no time to spare i mark my meetings for deletion
so much CRUD up in my matrix that im working through the weekend
no i got no time for sleeping got a deadline got to keep it -
and i really like my password so i keep that bitch a secret
you know
im captivated by the captures on my wireshark -
keep the hat green like my cousin vinny's skylark
F to pay respects double F if you the best
double F i stay immortal in my time to live requests

ytcracker - ttl

wannacry

Online chat servers
got my router spinning
Corruption in your application
Human Malware driven
Encrypted your hard drives
keep that data hidden
I just want access to what is forbidden
headaches got me trapped in cyberspace
I’m signing off this planet
I’m feeling out of place
I don’t want to remote in
I’ll hack it face to face
Got me thinking crazy
But I’m doing it with grace
folding up my data packets
seal them with a kiss
black heart black heart
I’m slashing at my wrists
OSI model
Yeah
drop it down a layer 
catcher me out in userland
you can roll with player


staying up for weeks
did it for my freqs
Gun play gun play
My childhood was bleak

bleak (Inst. by Gnarlos)

---Traverse---
i . traverse . remote . directories
i'm lookin for the loot - rootshells in my trajectory
i hit the traceroute - hoppin vlans that stay close to me 
permissions transmute - fuck the logs and clear the history 
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yes i still got traumatic files stuck up in my memory
not a day goes by that i don't think about killin enemies
none of these pussy boys, script kiddies, or thots will be kin to me
i'm ridin round town with a god damn felony
---
mr. no permit still keep it concealed when i ride
no longer trappin - cause these machines they will provide
money to the science needed for dreams to survive
she wanna love me - but i'm fuckin dead inside
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yeah i'm dying slowly - i don't really think it matter
its fucc the otha side - these mothafuckas dyin faster
i'm layin low - lurkin - and i'm listenin to chatter
distribute payloads with a loader and a packer 
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powershell send a stain straight to hell
i listen to the packets - stackin up the intel
please don't bang my line - don't call my cell
i'm movin real quiet - i ain't ringin no bells
--
yeah i move silently - cause humans like to lie to me
the nerdy hoodrat of the DG dynasty
stay with the space piracy - exterminate the rivalry
AK - no AR - cause that shit go boom reliably 
--
imma buy in - i don't sell out
try not to throw stones in a glass house
triangulate a snitch with a computer mouse
i mastermind the way that all these packets route
--
fuck the clout - i do it for survival
and not for the money or the bullets up in my rifle
i'm tryn'ta make sure that my death will meet a late arrival
when i find myself fighting demons - stuck up in a spiral
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traverse

i want to be a robot when i grow up.

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