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)

I realllyyy luv uziiiiii 😖
@oxyhiiii
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uzi street sweeper flip++++ @oxyhiiii

[Intro, sample]

[Verse 1]
[Opening tension]
Steam risin’ from the concrete, streetlamps flickerin’ slow,
Heat hangin’ in the air thick, liquor drippin’ down throats,
They in the kitchen, chain swingin’, dishes clinkin’ like notes,
Talkin’ small change, but that small change been twistin’ his soul.
One had a smart mouth, half-smirk, teeth grittin’ in rows,
Tryin’ to hide the little quake where the wrist veins show,
Been tight since the lunch lines, split chips and Cokes,
But that debt sat coiled up, hissin’ under his coat.
He laughed — said, “You always act broke,” with a grin cut thin,
Other dude stepped forward, told him, “Watch how you spin,”
Then the fridge hum died when the chair scraped in,
And the sound hit sharp, like a blade to the skin.
Hands came wide, voice jumpin’ two tones too high,
Veins showin’ in the neck where the blue flows rise,
They face-to-face, locked in, heat glued those eyes,
Whole room shrinkin’ down to just two closed minds.
Then—CRACK!—man stumbled, head hittin’ the shelf,
Jar tipped, glass burst into splinters like welts,
He slid down slow-motion, like he missed his own self,
Eyes glassin’ over, fixed on somethin’ else.
Killer froze up stiff, just a pulse in his teeth,
Body on the floor bent crooked in the heat,
No breath, no blink, just a hush — then a creak,
From the beer bottle rockin’ where his knee brushed deep.

[Hook]

[Verse 2 ]
I seen him pacing, face laced with fear, fists tight,
Mutterin’ to shadows, shoutin’ at echoes in the night,
Words jumble, stumble, mumble, grumble, fight,
Mind spinnin’, skin pinning nerves to the fluorescent light.
Hands scratch at walls, teeth grind, eyes dart,
Breath jagged, pulse lagged, heart skippin’ like a broken part,
He talkin’ to himself, cussin’ the shelf, cussin’ his art,
Denyin’ the slip, trippin’ on guilt, can’t restart.
Sweat drippin’, script flippin’, voice crackin’, mixin’,
Floorboards creak, peek through the door, tension fixin’,
Mouth runnin’ marathon, tongue twisted in afflictin’,
Plans crash, stash smashed, memory conflictin’.
He’s talkin’ “It wasn’t me,” then “I had to,” then “No,”
Hands tremblin’, scribblin’, thinkin’ fast, movin’ slow,
Every corner a shadow, every shadow a foe,
Feet shift, lips twitch, mind twitch, eyes blow.
He’s laughin’, cryin’, pryin’ his own mind apart,
Pullin’ knots from his thoughts, spillin’ fears in the dark,
I see the sweat beads, he bleeds panic like art,
Creepin’ closer, closer to the trap he can’t outsmart.
Words collide, collide, collide — fragments of regret,
Telling himself lies, then truths he can’t forget,
I watch him spiral, spiral — whole room in silhouette,
And all I can do is witness, wait… and bet.

“It wasn’t me, no, wasn’t mine, hands clean,
Just a slip, just a trip, just a flick, unseen,
They’ll never know, they’ll never find, not a scene,
I’m smart, I’m slick, I’m gone, I’m between.”
“Breathe… don’t freeze… think, blink, hide,
Heart pound, ground shake, doors creak wide,
What if, why not, can’t stop, can’t slide,
Every shadow a judge, every floorboard’s my guide.”
“Calm… I’m calm… no alarm, all charm,
Slip it in the bag, clean the tag, disarm,
They’ll ask, they’ll probe, I’ll smirk, no harm,
But blood sticks, heart ticks, mind alarms.”
“I didn’t mean, I didn’t plan, I didn’t intend,
Why bend, why send, why pretend, who’s the friend?
It’s done, it’s gone, it’s spun, can’t unbend,
Cops close, breath froze, all roads end.”
“Think, rethink, sink, shrink, can’t blink,
Lie, deny, pry, sigh, quick, quick,
Hands shake, heart quake, walls think,
hear him, I see him, I feel him, I sink.”

[hook]

[Verse 3]

Cain/Abel

bitch im from the internet - no manners 
surfing through the web with my .net spammers
rude boy with financial planners
shuttering them gibsons like old school cameras
doing damage
got a rootkit set to download all the things on your laptop
like a slap chop slice up the game from a virtualbox snapshot
i think not

i can pwn them from an internet cafe
i got five proxies and lots of 0day
call me chakotay im a commander (you dont say)?
i been running voyages whodi
truecrypt on the train backtrack on the plane
stealing all these passwords mayne
gogo inflight tunnel into amazon
dont pay a thing just like it was my carryon

i make it pwn them from their own cable modem
then i showed em just how a spaceman get down
track everything in ableton then mix down
fly it out to internets and file it under hit sound
i been around three decades
aint getting any younger so bitches better hit play
but ive refined ive sharpened my skills
with the whetstone of internet and pharmaceutical pills

no matter how many distros of linux
come rolling out with patches im still gonna finish
slash root off like it was a game of quidditch
cuz i got shells in the mean time like greenwich
im a dentist extract files like a molar
problems with my self control im bipolar
hack the planet man's what im screaming
all up in mysql daemon net dreaming

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this song is not about computers 

posted from my blackberry

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yes i did mean seg faults not page faults that's one of the reasons i didn't release

no, the song "page fault" was not the same error, that was referring to data exfiltration; 
(hdd -- > memory -- > world wide web --- > ??? --- > PROFIT!!11!)