Here's the master of my YTCracker MegaNerd mix, enjoy!

If you like this track be sure to give YTCracker some love at www.digitalgangster.com

Thanks so much to cracker himself for the reshare, I couldn't be more grateful for the support! 

Special shout out to the YT community for all the awesome comments and reshares as well. You're all amazing.

https://soundcloud.com/ytcracker

Ytcracker - MegaNerd (Next-Gen Mix)

nightmare Wonderland  infest pollute Heavy Dubstep 3d Audio  Industrial pop fused dark trance addictive, merge darkwave hip hop feel in sexual infused glitchcore, nu metal beautiful but death march Vocals seductively blended with horror with Lovecraftian and futuristic cyber matrix realities ripping atomic fusions, Addictive that explodes consumes
A massive, apocalyptic fusion of Dubstep, darkwave hip hop, glitchcore, pop trance, and nu metal, Crushing sub-bass and down tuned guitars pulse against brutal industrial percussion, layered with distorted glitches and trance synths, Seductive, androgynous vocals weave through static loops and whispered breaths, Intense drops, reversed FX, and warping reverb induce a breathless trance, while alien ambiance and glitchy death march rhythms spiral into an unresolved, otherworldly void, Intimately seductive blend Alien tech seductively blending terror, cosmic horror  sex, melting realities Soundscapes

Every wound is scarification within, 

Blind to sight,

Exposing the nerves as salt sleeps across the sores that bare the weight of the memory of pain,

Emotional Torment,

Rages like a tempest,

Forever lasting till the grave,

So is mood no Identity I can't keep it I walk away,

Finding myself in a room of mirrors,

Reflecting the parts of me,

Fragmented faces whisper tears to shine speak the last words of desire and suffering,

In the light of self thats missing a mouth,

One turns to four 

Host, 

To protector,

To destroyer,

Last The child,

Like a dagger splitting my mind in quatres,

But breaking the ties of thought and emotion 

In two that are destructive,

To infatuation a wild soul,

Love to self destruction, 

Stories untold, 

Slipping secrets to the world, 

One line at a time ,

My art of the mystery of what no one can see,

Trapped,

But I see the window the sun I might recover,

So in this winding road of words a hyperactive release of pain and agony,

I let the secrets breath to be seen,

In coded art of emotional thoughts I burn the symbols of communication 

To speak what I could never,

I want to be free,

I'm seeking peace,

But the sea of the world will soon over flood,

Running out in a disparate flash,

Please take these words to heart,

Their perfect but a broken part of me,

I want to speak,

I hope, 

It will be a good read,

I coil codes of memories that bleed into memory,

The blood of pure detached suffering,

RooM Of MirroRs #013

IWASYOURS

ytcracker - hyperspace v-1

a masturbatory inside joke journey through bug bounty programs and making money as a hacker on the internet

wrapped tight in a comfortable blanket
otherwise naked
running nmap scans against the targets im breaking
im making moves gonna pivot on this network im scouting
king of the mountain assetnote going from faucet to fountain
no doubting
stack of mobile modems dynamic leases
bit unorthodox im cheesing all these CISOs to pieces
internet jesus - im walking on that water boy
on this river made of tears get them dollars boy

bitch im a green hat
hacking for cash please believe that
ask shubham “baby, where the weed at?
ima need that - pass me a blunt and a brownie”
lets get these bounties -
flying naffy air into maui
remote execution easy five figures biatch
post it on them blogs when it come out of triage
full disclosure rocking SOCs and the SIEMs
we some frans rosen chosen bros and hacking machines

see that? (see that?)
i keep my cap a richer shade of black 
so i can
be that (be that)
internet mercenary murking all these morons in fact
so watch me
sneak past (sneak past)
all the defenses you set up for a piece of this cash
cause im a
green hat
green hat
green hat

bugcrowd, hackerone, and zdi function
but you shouldnt be afraid to take your sploit to the onion
when that proof of concept zeroday is more than theyll pay
just be an opportunist bastard bud what more can i say
i know de wae
market forces turn malware into porsches
and the white hats attend courses just to reverse my sources
im chasing currency - can i get a hallelujah?
professor ytcracker is just trying to school ya

do it for more than just achievements and ribbons
making a livings why God gave us all the gift of the gibsons
this game eternal - so shove another rootkit in the kernel
and wind up on the front page of the wall street journal
be an artist harvest accolades and showcase your smartness
and dont let em do you like they did the homie malware marcus
from the darkness i ascend on them leaderboards then
green hatting on that top ten

ytcracker - green hat (ultra beta version)

beat by @jhfly - "birthday song"

its your boy neals - how you been whats been cracking
i been chilling up in prison since this bullshit happened
been a few years now still trying to make some sense of things
went and risked it all a few listened when my whistle ring
a select few soldiers always loyal
to the words that i was preaching in my hat of tinfoil
like yourself, so i had to pen this letter
to you - cause you've been listening to truth

i've been labeled as a prophet or a leader or an activist
but im just another human asterisk
in the scheme of things - and im despondent about it
cause nobody wanna be a failure filled with that doubt and
you know i tried to raise awareness - and gain some listeners
maybe if i sucked less then opinions would differ
but these reddit threads im seeing no my name is never mentioned
aint a treatise on neutrality where neals gets some attention (no affection)

i might sound like a whiner
but i wouldnt trade my talents for the tea in all of china
yea it hurts when ive devoted all my soul to these pursuits
and ive sacrificed my life to microphones and killer roots
maybe ive inspired just enough to make a difference
but this business is a tough one and i feel ive earned a pittance
for my - relentless efforts going spitting the gospel
authentic to my message never wavered never waffled

my mental health is fragile and perpetually embattled
in this struggle with my demons arthur morgan in the saddle
and my self destructive nature makes more obstacles to face or i
can complicate life further with a misclick of my cursor
but im fortunate and blessed that my skillset gave me options
and i think ive snowballed karma to the point of near exhaustion - 
even when im gone im not forgotten 
which is more than you can say for the average artist dropping
tracks

lose my footing every time i feel im gaining traction
try to focus through the mass distraction
and im feeling like a fraction of my former self no satisfaction 
try to write some music but it lacks the passion -
systems crashing in a chain reaction
so i ingest a bunch of drugs to feel some minor calefaction
and i lack the knack to fasten my seatbelt and strap in
afraid of interacting with the public cause i feel theyre laughing

at me - my inconsistency apparent
from a manic fearless daring bitcoin baron on a tear into
a recluse - an agoraphobic hermit
with a lack of electric current through my hacker circuit -
thin epidermis with no sense of purpose -
my kernel idle with no running service -
alone and nervous with no fuel to drive the furnace
feel im missing all my chances to return in earnest

dude imperfect coding go and serpent -
music merchant asking "is it worth it?"
incarcerated in this prison civil servant
who's been sentenced with a verdict in a freak occurrence
out of control like all my dedis running kubernetes
patchless open access with no coldwater protect my levees
perpetual defendant
i just want to end it overdose and maybe ill transcend it

feel discouraged because i once had the courage
and now im just a shadow with a soul malnourished
hoping praying for the return of the eagerness i demonstrated
killmark etched on cases of the systems that i penetrated
at the very least just let me get it motivated
enough to take a couple steps ahead to get me calibrated
forever yours, gang affiliated
neals
signed and dated

ytcracker - letter from neals

rapped this over a slightly rearranged @8bitwizardmusic piece, found here: https://soundcloud.com/8bitwizardmusic/old-town-road-8-bit-version

i dunno song took me like three hours to write and record (and it shows)
should be good for a laugh
lyrics follow

yeaaa im gonna load my bots with accounts i stole
i gotta spam so these cams get sold
im gonna take linked text gonna make it bold
i gotta spam til the list run cold

i got a server that i hacked
serving pages full of crap
disabled Do Not Track
hyperlinks up in the chat
coding like its morse, ha
viewing all my source
vpn from cali
got me closing up my ports, now

everybody's cookie stuffing
and credentials dumping
everybody's cookie stuffing
and credentials dumping

yes i am a hacker
watch my hat get blacker
malware in the sandbox
cant detect my packer
helping out the newbies
mailer made in ruby
addressing like bleu cheese
tinder do not sue me please

everybody's cookie stuffing
and credentials dumping
everybody's cookie stuffing
and credentials dumping

hands down spam crown guess you better block hard
treat it like its minecraft whipping in a box car
spammer living lavish gotta thing for bending big laws
riding on the fringes and i puzzle them like jigsaws
MMS from the c2 slack
where i can send my commands and my preview stack 
think i can bang this FLAC til the list turn cold
i'm gonna spam 'til these camgirls old

Desktop

ytcracker - list run cold (8bit old town road flip)

ytcracker - Green Hat (Max James Remix)

Ytcracker - System Failed (Max James Remix)

@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)

5G (ft ytcracker)

i want to be a robot when i grow up.

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