This is a letter to Neals (@ytcracker). I'll let the rest of the letter speak for itself.

Beat by LethalNeedle - Purp

Lyrics:
Almost five years since we heard from Neals
That letter that he wrote just to tell us how he feels
Imprisoned by the syndicate because of his ideals
Sittin in that prison and he lost the appeals
Yo, Neals, you're my hero and I miss you
I'm writin you this letter just wishin that you'd continue
To fight for the people's right to privacy,
To fight for the type of society 
that you wanna see, that we wanna be, 
We deserve to be, and it's hurtin me
We need you back in the game urgently
All these other hacks just lurking, me?
It's been irking me, how they did you so dirty
Like all of a sudden it's a crime to be nerdy
But you've done your time it's time to let you go
It's one minute til midnight so I'll the start the show
Man I'm breakin you out before they takin you out
So shake out the doubt, I'ma send you the route
BGP, I'm here when you need a peer
Make a run for the border, gateway appears
I'm toolin up, I keep that dolphin near
A dozen other tools on my bandoleer
And I've engineered the way you disappear
Cause I've been in their network for at least a year
Got the cameras on loop, radios gone silent
So let's fly the coop before things get violent
30 seconds more and your door should be open
Here I am hoping that your spirit ain't been broken
Just gimme a sign and I'll put you online
Uncrackable laptop and a phone from Pine
It's untrackable man it's a great design
Get you back on the street just in time
Like Justin T take a look at your wrist
Just 11 seconds more until the assist
Ball up your hand, Neals, make a fist
Put it high in the air, it's time to resist

dade - Letter To Neals

Me & You ~ Raymitz

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

ytcracker x skrillex x damian marley - make it pwn dem (free dl)

real life no cap
when i hit the corner store know i gotta stay strapped
when i'm on the onion network know i gotta flip a pacc
i can't change who i am and there ain't no goin bacc

real recognize real thats why you find me in the trap
i'mma up the fuccin sticc so you won't stab me in the bacc
stay away from skiddies, really don't know how to act
we were out there makin money you were busy spammin chats

fucc the police, fucc the mothafuccin law
it ain't bout my fuccin ego, i'mma give it to you raw
they don't wanna evolve they just wanna see you fall
i'mma spam them fuccin emotes, fucc a bitch till i'm raw

it's a come up

and i won't slow down till yo whole crew pay up
i be in yo boxes, you be thinkin you a playa
i be in the trenches puttin shots in the haters
suicidal thoughts got me playin team slaya


playin sony gloccstation
orderin some dope that they claim be from the haitians
i don't give a fucc long as money they keep payin
i don't fucc with sluts they be knowin what my name is

trick, ho

you a fuccin snitch let me find out
talkin to them pigs, i'mma come down, i'mma show out
disrespect the code, you ain't never had no clout
i'mma let it snow, never know bout a damn drought

bottin in yo subnet put the mothafuccin word out
packets flyin every which way the ip route
you know (x)86 but thats the only thing you know about
i be with them killas steady let them birds fly south

rm -f *.snitch

lyrics: https://0bin.net/paste/RLy8uC6StK9POQrr#r7bJqY4OOepz42gtkQA3ID1030sI6DUhahFTSV7eCDY

this song is not about computers 

posted from my blackberry

high fidelity

oppstation (ft. yung innanet)

Spamtec ytcracker - dead and gone (UNFINISHED)

ntopng

Coffee

Thanks a ton, 0xdade for collaborating with me on this.

coming_soon_to = "iTunes/Amazon/Google/Youtube/Spotify"

====== 0xdade
https://soundcloud.com/0xdade

https://twitter.com/0xdade

https://0xda.de/


====== Lyrics

[AsciiFace]
I been chained at  my desk now nearly ten years
Never looking up, is it fear why I'm here
That I might see the world I worked away
From family to friends I left along the way

Or is it crushing reproach Of being no closer
To goals and hopes I'm just a paycheck casher
Staring down the keyboard At a problem I can’t solve
Roadblocks come more often And the jobs they just revolve  
Another line of code defines my self worth
Bit bash it, Git stash it, thank the gods for open source
I’m atta critical limit and the coffee’s running low
A missed sprint commitments all I need for this I know

 [AsciiFace]
Oh don’t shine too bright now 
Cause it will eat you up
Now don’t shine too bright now
Cause then it’s all they’ll ever want

[0xdade]
Pour a cup of coffee and I'm back on my grind
'Cause my boss is extra bossy and I'm on a deadline

Ticket after ticket man this shit is so fragile
Pivot after pivot man they call this shit agile?

Lookin through my windows, I'm alt tabbin through life
Imagine that the passion had been stabbed with a knife

And that fire inside had been drained from your eyes
And you lost all your drive and your will to survive

Just grab another cup, and get back to Java
And when you get home just pick up the vodka

Coffee

Omar Outfit (ft. 0xdade) - Coffee

Saturday Sixteens #4
Beat by Shirazi Beats: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FkeZKcmwc4I
Samples from: Lord of War, Call of Duty Modern Warfare
Image modified from Pexels: https://www.pexels.com/photo/action-adult-back-view-coat-415274/

Lyrics:
Neighborhood sellin I'm droppin nines
Discount shoppin and they formin lines
Sixteen in the front, eight in the back
I got what you want, gimme the FLAC 
Gimme a hollar, if you want Tech
Nine for a dollar, gimme the check
Tell me what you want, we can rock it
Lemme run on home, raid my closet
You wanna break bones, think I got it
You wanna throw stones, I still profit
You wanna go to war? Let's start three
You wanna buy some more? Get at me
World war four with the sticks and the stones
Distribute the fire, stay rockin phones
Words are the weapons gimme the mic
Just point, click, shoot and call in the strike

Arms Dealer

tuntap

hey kid are you a computer wizard

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