Produced by Mikal kHill
Mixed and mastered by Cecil Decker (@mononoaudio)

Straight to Soundcloud. Everywhere else will get it in a couple weeks.

Lyrics:
Hacks on hacks on hacks on hacks
I got stacks on stacks n I'm flyin through em fast
I got hacks on hacks on hacks on hacks
Hollywood hackin homie that's where it's at
Hacks on hacks on hacks on hacks
I got stacks on stacks n I'm flyin through em fast
I got hacks on hacks on hacks on hacks
Hollywood hackin homie that's where it's at

They're trashing our rights when they vilify me 
But the fact is these Hackers don't terrify me
Like my voice is my passport so verify me
Listen real close while I clarify things
I'm like Mozart's Ghost when I'm surfin The Net
But my flows are baroque and I'm flirting with debt
Then I'm charting the stars and I see seatec
Too many secrets you ain't got one yet
Clickin on the pi sign, watch The Net go bye bye
Hackin on ya WiFi like my name was Hak5
"Hack n have fun" the rules that I abide by
"Hack n have fun" the rules that I'mma die by
With razor and blade we ain't chasin the paper
It ain't in our nature we only do it major
So hit me on my pager if you need a favor
I'll bring my whole crew, even Tomb Raider

Hacks on hacks on hacks on hacks
I got stacks on stacks n I'm flyin through em fast
I got hacks on hacks on hacks on hacks
Hollywood hackin homie that's where it's at
Hacks on hacks on hacks on hacks
I got stacks on stacks n I'm flyin through em fast
I got hacks on hacks on hacks on hacks
Hollywood hackin homie that's where it's at

I need to use a worm, no wait I need a hydra
Maybe a Medusa? I think I might of eyed a
Multi headed worm my man Stanley supplied and
We're hackin into banks that we're standing right inside of
Lookin at these men like I shoulda took the blue pill
If I don't stop Travolta then I mean really who will
Fifty thousand watts of funk I'm really too ill
Wish you lots of luck it's time to learn a new skill
Pick up the phone, I'm calling all around
hear a modem beep man I really love the sound
Tried a couple names can't believe what I found
A WOPR of a game and there's warheads inbound
Another dumb computer thinks that I'm a threat posed
Then it's back to WOPR to fire up The Dead Code
Watch em both go at it like the blue and the red coats
Battle of machines 'cross our screens did they echo

Hacks on hacks on hacks on hacks
I got stacks on stacks n I'm flyin through em fast
I got hacks on hacks on hacks on hacks
Hollywood hackin homie that's where it's at
Hacks on hacks on hacks on hacks
I got stacks on stacks n I'm flyin through em fast
I got hacks on hacks on hacks on hacks
Hollywood hackin homie that's where it's at

Hollywood

Game Over

“Demon in the Big Grey Coat” is a true story turned Southern Gothic ballad — a haunting tale of friendship, faith, and the thin line between sobriety, life, drugs and madness.

I met a, older man in the Phoenix desert heat— a 58-year-old chollo with a prison past and a good heart, who loved God, trying to stay clean. I was a broke-down artist rebuilding my life after homelessness. For a while, we were brothers — two lost souls watering dead ground, talking about God, life, and our lives. But drugs and demons took hold, and one night, he came to my door with a gun. My wife and I fled. I asked God to take him out of my life. The next day, he killed someone else, an unarmed woman, and is going to prison, probably for the rest of his life.  

This song is about that moment — about guilt, mercy, and how art and faith can still save what the world destroys.

Demon in the Big Grey Coat

Spamtec - We Taking Over

/dev/ptsd

instant message

pci compliance

@queed-inc aka yung innanet

gr33tz drugs i ain't slept in a fortnight
crew hungry call it operation fork knife
Ra got the python and it hit you like a snake bite
mithra got the .40 - got no time for the fist fight

used to sell dope - power for the house lights
now we buy dope - vibes for a good night   
cut the grass low - snakes call it true sight
fucc a bitch throat till i cum - i just might

shoutout steezy body count higher than a kite
real nice fellow - never been a simpin whiteknight
catch em from behind call it 20/20 hindsight
crew don't talk to cops - squad stay airtight

vicelitti that's my mothafuccin crodie
longslide make em burn like a stogie
i got every single reason to up it if you don't know me
i be fuccin with the ones that's been with me since i was bummy

--

look at how i built my life got that social credit
look at how i paid the price with them multi threaded
programs shorty what it do
i got the solution to your problems its forty two
trying to get back in that drivers seat to finally
put my pain behind me and find someone to ride with me -
thankfully i got my squad to keep me memeing hard
since i gave up on them thangs that had me leaning hard

when i feel that paranoia and its setting in - 
and i feel like all the world is testing me and threatening
i remember who the fuck been there these monuments
the people that stuck by me on my buns like these condiments -
i aint ever burned a soul or a bridge
cause that shit will eat your conscience up and thats no way to live
lil homie force my enemies to love me
i be fucking with the ones thats been with me since i was bummy

yung innanet f. ytcracker - since i was bummy (ep coming soon)

#SaturdaySixteens No. 2

Beat shamelessly jacked from LethalNeedle: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JvhiLNKeYmQ

Lyrics:
I been steady casing the place ya been basing
Tracing every packet that be internet facing
Real name's Jason don't confuse me with the Bourne
I'm born again since I been chasin Bjarne
A plus student til I studied the C, plus plus
Off the back it's increasing my speed
I gotta keep it real man it aint for me
I aint hatin I'm just sayin I would use after free
Can't afford mistakes when I got youse after me
A new Identity for my latest hacking spree
C Supremacy when I look for CVEs
Ya network Subaru 'cause that shit is Legacy
Break into your Da(e)mons and I'm feelin like Matt
Everywhere I look another service I'ma hack
Root on your whole network man can you imagine that
Now hang up my shit and go peep yung snat

Shells I bin bashin
Them stacks I bin smashin
Them racks I bin stackin
Them hash I bin crackin
Hacks I bin hackin
Them tracks I bin trashin
Them macs I bin mackin
The cache I bin crashin

Shells I bin bashin
Them stacks I bin smashin
Them racks I bin stackin
Them hash I bin crackin
Hacks I bin hackin
Them tracks I bin trashin
Them macs I bin mackin
The cache I bin crashin

Bourne

stigmatik

0x190RD

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still so much to learn but i'm feelin like the big homie
ridin round with a fully loaded boom stick on me
they doin recon on me and the ones around me
eyes stay open when dirty demons surround me
--
prayin to the spamgod they don't test my fuckin boundaries
the shit we doin - man it ain't for bug bounties
i might pull creds on a whole damn county
proxychains got my shell stayin so bouncy
--
i don't watch TV - i sit back - and watch cowrie
hijack a box - patch the hole - like howdy
- its me - ya new best friend
show me the way that you planned to get these ends
--
you better watch real close how these packets bend
before your eyes - defense turn to offense
remove the voltage limiter and multiply these threads
might fuck around and see how fast this malware spreads
+----+----+----+
demons never leave - they are only contained
i feel pain everywhere that these teardrops rained
if i see ya creepin - scan ya whole  netblocc range
might turn a datacenter to a netblocc stain
--
who the fuck is you - i never found out the answer
fuck around and find out with these OS INT scanners
fuzz a port and listen real close to the answers
   -- -- hold me closer tiny dancer -- --
--
doctah innanet removin tumors full of cancer
redirectin foes to my pawtnuhs: Snare & Tanner
shoutout tpot - elastic stack with enhancers
tcp.direct and still the queed squad commander
._
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as . i . ride . slow
tell me, do you want to know how it feels to die slow?
the . pain . in . my . soul
flows deep - watch it creep - when my eyes low
--
as . i . ride . slow
tell me, do you want to know how it feels to die slow?
the . pain . in . my . soul
flows deep - see em creep - and we fly low
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c0wri3

hey kid are you a computer wizard

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