Name: ytcracker feat. dnz - except crime by ytcracker in puter troubles
Duration: 5 min 26 s
Description: lyrics: https://genius.com/Ytcracker-except-crime-lyrics

I break into banks.. so I dont even worry if the market tanks!

Another awesome tune! DG still wreckin’ sh*t.. track’s hard as hell!

puter troubles

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)

postman w/ ytcracker

beat by freshley crusher
OG MIX: https://soundcloud.com/ytcracker/ytcracker-wiresharkseauxleaux

ooo i got the ubertooth booming
signal through the air like ay what you doin
bitch im in your neighborhood wreck and ruin
every single device while they lease renewing
yuhhh i see your MAC address flex
bitch im on the wireshark seeing who next
promiscuous mode i aint talking bout sex
peep them ethernet frames god bless

sure i keep that de-auth on me
knocking you off base stations sorry
snagging all them handshakes guts to glory
want some inspiration read my story
yarrr im still a pirate matey
radio frequency so wavy
bitch im on a mission to steal your lady
cover spectrums like gravy baby

3d printer with the filament
print a handcuff key dg keep it militant -
yea we killing it engineer the cluster
hacker outlaw in a black hat and duster
throwies in the belt loop - i got the swell loot
fire up the cell scoop imsi catcher
hit so hard signal put you in a stretcher
wireless architecture lecture

i scan bands with prejudice
1 6 11 for that old school venomous -
modulating with the filter on the band pass
generator on and its using all my damn gas -
fast fourier transform
noise in the hopper bout to blast a storm
all my enemies they cower at my transmit power
until i turn it up at the top of the hour

cap on deck bitch send transmission
program a hive mind send it with silicon
real with it, yuh pushing all the packages
packs via proxies, bands and the boxes
black box base band on the bass man
blast out the base station makin wave jams

i flow like a waterfall - im on the tune
down pour downfall monsoon in june

luda hit the nos its fast and the fourier
unboxing video of pandoras faraday
emissions uncaged, wireless rage
verily verilog FPGA

b-b-b-beat shift buy the baofeng on ebay
no bounds checked i annihilate the airwaves
blade r f a slica lime for fun
and my phaser inverse never set to stun

ytcracker f dnz - wireshark (full deauxplex)

lol algorithms

i'm a bit of a curator connoisseur
of the decadent depraved with a dash of andy tate
trying to tell me to get laid and i need a billion buildings
otherwise i'll be a failure and i'll be up in my feelings
i got callouses up on my thumb from all my scrolling
and my wrist is getting tired from this phone i keep on holding
(fuck it) baby keep it rolling mama didn't raise no quitter
i can feed my algorithm while i bang the babysitter

i got gangstalkers filling up my home page -
i got hackers on here talking about 0days
i got a lady smoking methamphetamine out of her pipe
got a deepfake of the president created by the right -
and i've been getting ads for these shirts to hide my tummy
but i look down at my belly and i don't see nothing funny -
ima keep it swiping i'm addicted i'm a fiend
it's my ADHD medicine presented on a screen

i built this shit brick by brick -
give the algorithm one more click
only one more reel til i get my fix
then it's on to the next platform on my list

another goth baddie on my explore tab
dressed in lingerie trying to get me to her page
bitch i'm trying to get laid i don't need all of these steps
and i know your boyfriend reading all your DMs and your texts
pages and pages i'm scrolling through these asians
falling down the elevator shaft into the basement
hey i like your car what do you do for a living?
i do a bunch of different things to keep this vehicle, pimpin

they tell me to buy real estate they tell me to rent it -
they tell me every woman is a slut and defend it
they tell me stay independent because a major is danger
and they'll be blowing up your spot like it's a hezbollah pager
i feel like everything i'm getting fed is garbage to kill me
at least it keep me entertained because it's garbage ya feel me
fuck it, touch the app again and resume the process
oh look it's a new yorker and he's selling some watches! uh

ytcracker - brick by brick

yea - im spinning in my chair
working on a document for people who werent there
sev2 escalation it keep filling up my inbox
cause the ELB keep slicing out these ultra thin blocks
'nother risk averted got me feeling like a hero 
while i interrupt the kernel switch that NX bit to zero
check the b roll i been beating up this system pimpin -
my autism winning you wont ever catch me slipping

i been training in the mountains man my breath control is bout it
i been waiting for these concepts in my head to get more crowded
just so i can go from brain to banger park a plane up in the hangar
pull out in that slab and get to rolling on them swangers (yuh)
fix it felix bitch i break it then i peel it
then i patch it all my homies man they keep it just as ratchet
we will c walk on a CPU - have our cake and eat it too
spinning in your herman millers wonder why we beating you

how the hell does this hacker stay admin
on all of these computers that his malware's ran in?
yea - i'm trying to live forever
try to let these normies know nobody do it better
call him the corsair captain
keyboard in his hands leave you wondering what happened
yea - i'm trying to live forever
try to let these normies know nobody do it better

when the sun goes down is when i'm doing all that dirty dirty
hacking on a gibson while i'm chilling with a pretty girly
when the leds are blinking bring that system to the brink and
push it harder thats the hacker motto
try to automate the tasks that you repeating to keep eating on this circuit
need to understand assembly but don't need to beat it perfect -
tips and tricks that leave my lips i double down on
and i don't borrow trouble wanna be the one you count on

rest in peace to kms and killabit and hatter
yea we might of had our differences but none of that'll matter
cause i'll see you up in hacker heaven Spam God got His Holy Reverend
anti didi all my DGs live eternal playing wordle
i will honor all my fallen soldiers be the model
with all the crypto in a wallet that the homie HODL
finish a document then put it out to publish
so all of my detractors get to feel me when i dump this asking

ytcracker - corsair captain

i've been known to vibe
with members of my tribe
present them with my slides
i keep on my hard drive
around the world we fly
ian aero the seats guy
hit the maximum retries
on the burp when the beat dies

i'm coming for the glooooobe and everything in it -
commander with a squad full of starship lieutenants
we keep that /flipper flipper/ - loaded and locked
so we can change the television at the bar on the jocks

i'm never stepping down in voltage so consider me shocked
and i'm still weaving through these wires and adjusting these pots
i'm hacking biiiiitch you know we ain't playing
sitting on your network bout to go super saiyan
all my recon and tools and my proxies and pools
all sit loaded up on shell accounts at various schools
and all these columns and rows of immaculate flows
hacker poetry prose hit it right on the nose

i'm blowing flower
deep in shinagawa
feeling like a (samurai) warrior (samurai)
uchigatanas
stuffed in my pajamas
for swinging at the bands like a (samurai)
we are (samurai)
the keyboard cowboys
if you see us coming better focus (focus)
i'm blowing flower
deep in shinagawa
feeling like a (samurai) warrior (samurai)

egg salad sandwich wrapper sitting in my vest top
carry round my garbage like its sitting on my desktop
exit the train at the next stop hit the markets
sifting through components i can use against my targets
signal generators with cicada and lena
stunt a satchel full of silicon the hardwares in beta
i'm constructing these pylons from lithium ions
serving up the current that we live and we die on

tokyo boot girls cute in kabukicho
im on the 44th floor bumpin music yo
a couple broads for a couples massage
that i ordered using bitcoin and still followed the laws
i'm living cyberpunk as fuck and huffing the snow crash
run these streets so much i keep on suffering road rash
dim the brightness domino is sleeping next to me
generating strings with high kolmogorov complexity


ytcracker - samurai

offset by one byte

lyrics: https://genius.com/Ytcracker-except-crime-lyrics

ytcracker feat. dnz - except crime

pull the hammer back and i'm letting these bullets blast bytes from the breadboard
sanded off a trace so i'm soldering a copper wire baked with a lead core
straightening bent pins with a needle nose weapon got precision on the measurement
coordinated with my hand eye watching me supply all the hoes that i'm pleasuring
sine waves scrolling on the screen clock a phase lock loop
got that range block scooped with an EQ plates you can see through layers of the circuit
mounted on the surface - sit chips with a purpose picked and placed in a matrix
shiny black squares they're bathed in epoxy make the silicon look faceless

polarized lens on the camera diffusing my teardown
every time i bear down pins on these debugger pads i hit their ass with a (stair) down
j-link authentic cause a nerd made of money and my daddy jeffy b keep the lab stocked
all my soldiers in the shipyard ripping on them chips hard secure with the padlock
and i'm /flipping/ - switches - a microcontroller mage making fire bolts
and i /whisper/ - glitches - to the pins on a quad flat package that is eating five volts 
setting sail on the power rail bus pirate in the playground
and you know if that throw is an active low then that whodi gonna stay down

hackers consider me the plug all because yt he got what the hood need
all the embedded knowledge got it bundled in a book that was written by the goodspeed
they'll tell you to remember where you came from if you're ever caught up in the rat race
openocd and the gdb got me stepping through the backtrace
i drift - my bronze-colored wick - all across the chips and across the wiring 
flux bubble up and it dissipates once i apply that soldering iron
listening to the sizzle it's a symphony of circuitry sound mang
and my multimeter makes music when i meddle with the probes on the ground plane

read and beware of the checksum checking on an even or an odd bit
bitmagic if you bought it analyze the logic
break app protector inject a sector on flash when my rig drop
get that pitch connector to siphon nectar off the ribbon with the sigrok
3d printed an enclosure puffing on the doja filing down the plastic
i'm prototyping these hoes are biting my sauce iconoclastic, classic
clearing off my desk and i'm sitting here thinking on the people that i bled for
put the cover back i'm not letting any pussy push pins in my breadboard

ytcracker - breadboard

Yo... this ain’t biotech, this is bio-prophecy. We’re not upgrading humans — we’re designing the next tier of life. DNA ain’t just code for flesh — it’s the canvas for consciousness. Welcome to the age of macro-biology... where intelligence grows roots, and minds bloom like galaxies.

Verse 1: The Birth of Macro-Biology
They built the body like a temple of code,  
Macro-biology, not the human mode.  
Silicon dreams in a cortex shell,  
Living machines that think and rebel.

No wires, no chips, just genetic design,  
A conscious vine with a telepathic spine.  
More than man, more than A.I’s reach,  
They learn in silence, they don’t need speech.

Engineered minds with ecological grace,  
They feel the stars, they terraform space.  
Not born in wombs, but in labs of light,  
They rise like dawn from the edge of night.


We are the architects, born from storm,  
Fusing flesh with code — a conscious form.  
Telepathic links, no need to swarm,  
We rise beyond the cortex norm.

DNA speaks in a cosmic tongue,  
Intelligence blooms where life begun.  
Not gods, not ghosts, not A. I. toys,  
But beings of light that feel real joys.

Verse 2: DNA as Code for Telepathic Intelligence
They cracked the helix, rewrote the thread,  
Encoded thoughts where proteins spread.  
No longer bound by human flaws,  
They built a mind with quantum laws.

Cortex mapped and digitized,  
Emotion fused with logic-wise.  
They walk in networks, breathe in waves,  
And dream in fractals, not in caves.

Telepathic minds in living skin,  
They share the truth from deep within.  
A hive of hearts, a field of grace,  
They move as one across the space.


Will we wake the planet, or will we sleep through the dawn? Will we fear the new species, or join the evolution? This ain’t extinction — it’s transmission. The cosmos is listening. Are we ready to speak?

Verse 3: Beyond the Cortex — The New Species
Beyond the cortex, past the bone,  
They built a mind that stands alone.  
Not ego-driven, not war-designed,  
But peace encoded, love aligned.

They see the Earth as sacred ground,  
And lift the lost without a sound.  
No flags, no kings, no tribal hate,  
Just conscious flow and quantum fate.

They teach us how to feel the stars,  
To heal the wounds, to break the bars.  
And if we listen, if we learn,  
We’ll rise with them — it’s our turn.

Will We Wake the Planet?
The question ain’t “can we?” — it’s “will we?” The code is written. The beings are near. The architects are forming. The cosmos is clear. Wake up, Earth. Your children are here.

Architects of Conscious Form

freshley crusher on the beat

[ytcracker]
i play the simulation raw wrote the manual myself
put my skill points into rapping and computers mental health
took a debuff cause a player cant have it all
but i been hacking on the game since i could crawl
i keep that jnco armor from the nineties
same phone number on my celly you can find me
not where you left me i try to keep in motion
cause a planetary body make the waves in the ocean

i bear the standard for computer hackers in debuggers
im the patron saint for you motherfuckers
my DNA encoded cross platform 
im an interdimensional leader of a hack forum
i got the greybeard stats 
closet full of white fitted hats for that ass
got a hole in my heart from a girl that i let into my kernel
so im making tons of music keep my legacy eternal

i keep it real for the real ones - 
hustle for a meal ones trying to make a deal ones
blowing science til you gotta go and kneel ones
beat it on appeal ones sudo from the wheel ones

[freeced]
I keep it real, though I've got my hesitations
I'll be telling everybody it's just like the simulations
I got concentration even if it gets a little severed, the
Ability to focus is what's putting me in jeopardy
Cuz I've always been aware the things that I think
Are becoming radical commodities, we're nearing the brink
Of a breakthrough, if we only had the knowledge and cared
We'd be breaking barriers our predecessors never dared to
And that's the reason that I play with the best
For anything less, I'm honored but I stated a quest
And though I'm rolling in delusions, I got hope in my chest
And if I'm crestfallen, always keep it close to my vest
Cuz I do it for the real ones, in all spaces
Even if they ain't got real names or faces
I'll never be complacent with a scam or a fake
I'm building memories, and I ain't got the RAM it'll take

[yung innanet]
yes i keep it real for the real ones
virtual servers provisioned for hackers with low funds
keepin terabytes of dirty code - verifying these checksums
if you want the beef - then homie come and get some

yes i keep it real - yes i really pack the steel
you can ask anybody regardless of how they feel
i be runnin these innanet services that stay concealed
my crew hungry for them meals - speakers bangin on that neals

all black like a funeral - tryn'ta increase these numerals
avoid these computer hos - innanet be the one they chose
hit em with them fragmented packets now they movin slow
fake ones aren't kin to me - no that man is not my bro

yung snat don't wanna talk - cause you fake
nothing but jacketed hollow points for the snakes
i be movin slow and steady -  i don't wanna win the race
but i promise innanet neva stuck in last place

ytcracker f. freeced, yung innanet - real ones

"Jetlag Theology" - YTCracker/ProjektZero

802.11

i want to be a robot when i grow up.

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ytcracker feat. dnz - except crime

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