Lyrics - Ohm-I 
Lyrics - yung innanet (https://soundcloud.com/queed-inc)
Instrumental - DopeBoyzMusic

[yung innanet]
Bitch watch me pivot loadin up the babydraco 
Racks turn to heaters these cycles turn to monero 
Sift through these diffs when they patchin all they shit code 
Windows get broke they fix em but then i reload 
Connections bounce untraceable accounts 
Active directory domain names i can't pronounce 
Im in ya house enumeratin routes 
Despite the dirty traffic BGP will still announce 
Server closet hot my heart is so cold 
I'mma show you what the fuck i mean when i say pwned 
Ain't grippin chrome got firefox and nitron 
Evaluate my headers and get turned into a drone 
Ring ring ring ring on the SIP phone
It ain't worth resistin you don't got the fuckin ohms 
Thinkin I am history but my presence has grown 
It may be yo domain but your network is my home  

[Ohm-I]
I ain't scanning networks for practice
Checking ya ports I am scanning for access
Enumeratin' services better apply your patches
I'll search sploits. exploitDB knows what the hack is
Yo, you need fortify heavily
I see your database services and version 1 SMB
You know what this nerd gon' do payloads I'mma turn on you
This quad 4 make you sad forever that's ETERNALBLUE
Dumpin' hashes when I'm loading up that mimikatz
Creds to my boy John see how many he can crack
I smash and I grab on that lateral path
Ain't movin' blunts when I say that I'm passin the hash
Not a script kiddie they ain't the level I'm on
I'm a snake charmer watch me dance around some Python
And generate shellcode for services I find on ya network
Pop a shell I get right on

[Hook]
Your network security level way down
Nothing can stop us we'll find my way round
Taking over ya DC nothing is safe now
This might be your network but it's our domain now
Your network security level way down
Nothing can stop us we'll find my way round
Taking over ya DC nothing is safe now
This might be your network but it's our domain now

[yung innanet]
DNS fully qualified but ya admin's not 
ASP.NET you deserve to rot 
Yes I'mma grow this net till until the routes drop 
Tell the ATF this an arm-brace this is not a stock 
Babydraco make them opps go 
Pippity pop pop pop now they die slow 
Got the siggy on me if i need to touch some MIPSel 
Memory small but yo credentials gon a big sell 
Fuck electron my crodies some cloodhounds 
Free atmos illkid from the dog pound 
Find us in yo server and find us in ya damn clouds 
When the cops come we vanish and we don't make a sound 
Lookin like I talk a lot but I ain't never say shit 
I don't fucking trust the cops so i could never ever be a snitch 
Givin to the poor the resources we takin from the rich  
Catch me creepin round layer 2 on your corporate switch

[Ohm-I]
No anti-virus products guess you never heard of those
I'm on that Willy Wonka got the golden ticket, Kerberos
You actively blind I'm tappin' ya lines, homey 
All ya unsecure traffic is mine, homey
Why ya boss browsing porno in the work day
No good he 'bout a catch a virus in the worst way
He's staring at a lot of chicks but all that I'm gettin' out of it
That site he's peepin' is mining Monero with some Javascript
And I bet he won't like that
I'm just tryna get paid to be a white hat
Open my report and I'mma write that and 
Show the impact of an attacker and put ‘em on the right track
I'll advise you invest
In a HIDS or a NIDS or a fly IPS
Better firewall ya ports and deny that egress
Or I'll deliver a payload right to ya chest

[Hook]
Your network security level way down
Nothing can stop us we'll find my way round
Taking over ya DC nothing is safe now
This might be your network but it's our domain now
Your network security level way down
Nothing can stop us we'll find my way round
Taking over ya DC nothing is safe now
This might be your network but it's our domain now

Domain (Remix) [feat. yung innanet]

Lyrics by Ohm-I and bash explode
Beat by DopeBoyzMusic
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I keep them thangs on me when I move
You get hit with any payload that I choose
Got my eyes on them devices that you use
If I get my hands on 'em, you gon lose
if you ask why all my flash drives are by Hak5
You'll get baptized with rubber duckies but not the type you have when it's bathtime
If you pick one up when I pass by when I cruise, your computer's getting abused
When it calls back my C2
I solemnly swear I am up to no good
I do a drive-by checking ya wifi capturing packets when I'm ya hood
Walk through ya office I'm putting in drops sending back loot from wherever I could,
Passing back hashes from where they all stood, and if I crack 'em I'm harder than wood
You'll never catch me lackin', keep the tools on my side
And you'll always find me packin', when I move, when I ride
And you'll sometimes find me hackin', could be you any time
So it's best that you keep in mind

It ain't a game homey
You know what it do, me and you we're not the same homey
Always grip the tools, fire off and they go bang homey 
Always on the move, yeah you know I keep them thangs on me
I keep them thangs on me 
It ain't a game homey
You know what it do, me and you we're not the same homey
Always grip the tools, fire off and they go bang homey 
Always on the move, yeah you know I keep them thangs on me
I keep them thangs on me 

OMG cables, I keep 'em with me
USB A and the B and the C
When I swap 'em out you ain't gonna see it was me
You plug it in, now it's speaking to me
Turn on the logging on, now I'm peepin' ya keys
Ya file system ain't a secret to me
Watch me exfil the files where ya secrets would be
I'm a freak on them drives, got em C and the D
I keep them near on my waist
Now I'm hacking anytime, anywhere, any place
If you got yo wifi on, I got my gear on the trace
Watch me wigle to ya spot and appear in ya face
802.11 got me creepin' on you 
Suprise! Wouldn't wanna be in ya shoes
Cause why? You about to meet my C2
See my shells do what the beat 'bout to do 
They reversing
Access remotely when I hack you in person
Escalate upways, that's just for certain  
If you ain't update, patch all ya versions
Yeah, I got my love for my hot plugs
And I plug 'em in anything you ain't lock up
Watch you put in creds on the prompt when it pops up
Now your creds are mine, and I do what I want cause
You know I'm rockin' them thangs
Payloads go and I'm poppin' them thangs
No stoppin' them thangs, exploits rop with chain
Till the day that there's rot in my brain

It ain't a game homey
You know what it do, me and you we're not the same homey
Always grip the tools, fire off and they go bang homey 
Always on the move, yeah you know I keep them thangs on me
I keep them thangs on me 
It ain't a game homey
You know what it do, me and you we're not the same homey
Always grip the tools, fire off and they go bang homey 
Always on the move, yeah you know I keep them thangs on me
I keep them thangs on me 

I heard you had a knack
For catching attackers on your stack
Too bad I dropped a Pi
And spoofed your VOIP phone MAC
Connect back to my C2
Cause bad boys, what ya gonna do
With them thangs on us, we're coming for you

You know what it do, me and you we're not the same homey
Always grip the tools, fire off and they go bang homey 
Always on the move, yeah you know I keep them thangs on me
I keep them thangs on me 
It ain't a game homey
You know what it do, me and you we're not the same homey
Always grip the tools, fire off and they go bang homey 
Always on the move, yeah you know I keep them thangs on me
I keep them thangs on me 
We're not the same homey

It ain't a game homey
You know what it do, me and you we're not the same homey
Always grip the tools, fire off and they go bang homey 
Always on the move, yeah you know I keep them thangs on me
I keep them thangs on me

Them THANGS (ft. bash explode)

tanner4105 has a big penis and uses it on you at will

mic damager whodi who still spamming ya
hemorrhage brain stems with memorable space jams
i don't give a damn bout how them antis be speaking
i got a campaign in the hopper and i'm blasting all weekend
i got that fri-day mentality
not rebecca black but ice to the third power 
and like a whiskey and sour
you can find me in the mix more often than not
cuz my beats knock i got that wub wub wobble
and i like the filthy filthy shit yes it's hard to swallow
that my following on twitter got combined IQ
of a hundred million billion cuz we're smarter than you

we got that nerd flu - we sick with the hustle
while we built on computers yes you might've built your muscle
but we built the internet and telephone networks
dg pull your doc like threads on a sweatshirt

dropping hertz on em
bitch i got gigs in the bag
dropping hertz on em
give em nerd life fly the flag
dropping hertz on em
listen to me newbie dont laugh
i do math motherfucker do the math motherfucker

x2

i dont want to ffucking asdo apaopadsstroapeuhes anymorea OHAHISHDSKJasam

most the people that decipher my lyrics we kin spirits
cuz we obviously share the same interests so go pimp this
in your whip or cage TEMPEST michael faraday narrative
cant resist these nerdy genes i inherited

"yea you best secure your password"
the last words that you heard before we rooted ya son
im under tutelage of one the Spam God - Praise
get up on the Internet and show me your ways

i havent slept in days bawls and vault bottles on the floor
littering the path to the office door (tell me more)
got a jailbreak on the sly from coders at dev-team
iOS show a pwnapple up on that load screen

im a living dream - im living proof that it works
to put the word hertz in a song and move it along
without the slightest bit of pain connotated at all
well maybe just a little bit i dont want to look too soft

there really aren't lyrics here but you might be reading
this thinking these are the lyrics but i am just saying hello
because i am very scientific i am organic matter
thank you very much holler sir

baby take it off - change your permissions a bit
get an array made of legs if i run a quick split()
youd be surprised at how that pick up line does at the bars
in silicon valley with them nerd rock stars

dropping hertz on em
bitch i got gigs in the bag
dropping hertz on em
give em nerd life fly the flag
dropping hertz on em
listen to me newbie dont laugh
i do math motherfucker do the math motherfucker

x3

ytcracker - droppin' hertz on 'em

If you're messin with the best, you gon' die like the rest.

Produced by the venerable Mikal kHill.
Written, Recorded, Mixed by 0xdade

Mess With The Best

Produced by Heath Stone

Ghost in the machine, it's a ghost of me
I been runnin and chasin that dopamine
Couple of websites hostin me
Like a parasite your servers are host to me
and a couple of shells that I wrote in C
Buildin my botnet potency
Expanding my network globally
Other hackers thinkin locally
I'm from a different time where we did this shit for fun
Where we'd pop one shell just to pop another one
Now the kids all tryna be on top of hacker one
But they got no idea how their tools even run
Like "Why ain't it work I ran dot slash hack"
"Real cool tool, is there a gui for that?"
"I can't even find any apps to attack"
It's about time we take hacking back

[x2]
It's about time we take hacking back
Hacking back, hack hacking back
It's about time we take hacking back
Hack, hack, hacking back

I remember the days, I was surfin Zone-H
Check the home page for another deface
Nothing but notepad, wrote my own page
Those were the days of the cyber stone age
Before OffSec ran the exploit database
If you want to get the latest milw0rm is the place
Then you segfault, sigterm, ptrace
Til you find the bit of code that they left out of place
I'm from a different time where we didn't use our names
Where we did this shit for fun not just tryna claim the fame
Now the kids all complain that they gotta use their brain
If the exploit chain harder than their video game
I don't blame 'em though, it accelerated quickly
It's others from my time that got me feelin prickly
Cause they're selling y'all courses and lessons and lying
Like they found an easy button, just ninety nine ninety nine
fuck em

Hacking Back

Musical Chairs (tiktok suggested friends) [me]

lyrics: https://ghostbin.co/paste/d8e8d
likely the final mix

/dev/pts/d

NOTE: some jackass botted this track and the stats (plays/likes/etc) are inaccurate

tcp.direct

I wanted to make a "hard" hacker song. This is what I came up with.

Beat Produced by: Shirazi Beats
Post-Production: 0xdade
Written / Recorded / Mixed: 0xdade

Lyrics:
[ Verse 1 ]
This ones for the blackhats who aint afraid to hack back
A hundred thousand shells homie you aint even half that
Hoardin all my access like I am a pack rat
lukscrypt on my wallet so nobody crack dat

Sorry officer, I don't know who hacked you
Really officer, I don't know what that do
Silly officer, I will never chat you
Call my lawyer up, he'll explain that you

gotta let me go, you know the routine
I am not a bad guy, you know what I mean
Ain't nobody catch me cause I keep it so clean
Starin at this screen since I was a teen

slammin caffeine, I'm a hacking machine
But this is not real, I seen it in a zine
You really think I'd paint, such a vivid scene
Snitchin on myself, man that's obscene

[ Hook (x2) ]
This ones for the hackers and the thugs
The ones who stay up all night huntin bugs
The ones who droppin 0day just because
The ones who do it just to catch a buzz

[ Verse 2 ]
Hangin out on irc I know they got they eyes on me
Just waitin for a slip up or for someone to try n leak
The feds is always tryin me, the heat is nearly fryin me
Their orbit's closin in but I don't play with ion beams

Snatched my laptop up, but its encrypted
Got nothin on me cause the switch, I flipped it
Destroyed the evidence, everything I scripted
That 5am knock just like I predicted

Got me in a raid n now they want me to do five
Their entire case rests on this one dude's drive
Everything we ever said he kept an archive
Keep that in mind if you try n join the dark side

If you ever hack with homies, snitchin is prevalent
Threat of a sentence got em turnin state's evidence
Hackin heavy metal man the danger is evident
Keep to yourself and only tell 'em what's relevant

[ Hook (x2) ]

Hackers & Thugs

Spamtec ytcracker - dead and gone (UNFINISHED)

!hook

Crashed one thousand, five hundred and seven stereo systems in one day.

Hacking Back

dade

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