Written and performed by 0xdade (@0xdade)
Produced and engineered by Dale Chase (https://twitter.com/daleochase)
Mixed and mastered by Cecil Decker (@mononoaudio)

Was going to wait to publish this until I had an album ready, but I also forgot to submit anything to the defcon soundtrack so this is my way of making up for that.

Lyrics:

I was sittin in my dorm room, just a dumb kid
Started hacking for fun now I'm hacking just to live
That first injection like sql in my brain
That dopamine release and I'm on the hype train
I sent them an email from a burner, let em know
Then I disappeared, class was over, time to go
Walking into work the very next day
Saw bout a hundred cops from all around the state
I pulled my hood up tight and I called my boss
"I think I'm getting sick, (cough cough)" I coughed
I ran back to my room and I wiped my PC
Thought to myself it couldn't happen to me
I looked in the mirror and my hat was black
That's it, I thought, there's no turning back

[ Hook ]
You got started late, Keep movin forward
You made some mistakes , Keep movin forward
You don't know what's next, Keep movin forward
You're feelin so stressed, Keep movin forward
You're full of self hate, Keep movin forward
You can't concentrate, Keep movin forward
You're feelin depressed, Keep movin forward
You're not at your best, Keep movin forward

Fast forward, summer, lulzsec was running wild
New job, new place, no longer just a child
Jumped into anonops, loving IRC
I torrent, u torrent, so much piracy
Need a way to hack so I bought a thinkpad _
Off a guy on Craigslist he said it's pretty bad
Cost a hundred bucks and the battery sucks
The hard drive don't work I was all outta luck _
Spent a month learning Linux, and I built a USB
It booted up live, Linux lit up my screen
Easy to erase just pull the power plug
Connected up to Tor and I was back on my drug
Back to black hat school, class was in session
Every free hour spent pouring over lessons
No girls no friends a little league of legends
That's how I spent my late adolescence
 
[Hook]

A few months later I got a phone call
My buddy's been raided it's time to burn it all
Hung up my hat and I never looked back
There's gotta be a safer way I can hack
Focused on school and I did really well _
Opportunities abound when I applied myself
Later that year I got offered a job _
Flew to Cali with a backpack, dressed like a slob
Changed my whole life in just a few months
Had money for lunch and savings for once
Made some new friends and we had a good time
I was feelin so good I was feelin sublime
Somethin was lurkin in the back of my mind
Every night at home I was thinkin about crime
Askin myself how to do it full time I was
Askin myself how to do it full time

[Hook]

A friend hit me up, said "let's go to defcon"
Wasn't too long and I had my badge on
Got back on Twitter, started talking to strangers
First time in Vegas, wary of the danger
Guy named darkmatter said let's link up
My first con friend so we had to drink up
No cactus no kraken just the wrist HUD
He even gave me one, I knew we were buds
Looking for work in security
Emailing managers sincerely
One of them told me to go talk to Toby
I reached out to Toby and he got to know me
Toby led the red team and they got to hack
He taught me red team is much more than that
I put in extra hours just to try to impress and
When he offered me a job, of course I said yes

[Hook]

Keep Moving Forward

beat by heath stone (twitter.com/heathstone_)

i guess some things never change
im still doing ill crime with the same names
its like im living in a daydream
the same one that i have had since i was eighteen
im always crushing on a tattooed twentysomething
til she fuck around or i let her down ill just keep the money coming
but i dont rattle like i used to
keep a steady hand on this keyboard i produce through
got my finger on the pulse of the present
and i pimp programs i aint ever been a peasant
from LA to the bed stuyvesant
i done done enough dirt to keep the fbi guessing

and all my shooters on standby 
insure my legacy intact that i cant die
fuck an anti Spam God stay up out the grave
signal riding all up on a carrier wave
now press play

and we aint have to shift too much
we aint have to switch our lane
cuz the computer club always done that thing
and we forever call the shots
we forever hold the reins
cuz the computer club always done that thing

every day that pass i hit the gas harder
every execution stack that i blast oughta
keep me in the zeitgeist
slinging all my criticals waiting on the right price
and all the souls that i mentor thats what im in for
sum of all those spamming emails that i sent for
decades - pivoting to mint rare pepes
crypto game sharp just like machetes
still a colonel of the kernel with my conscripts
rowdy bunch of misanthropic nerdy convicts
hungry for the next big breach on a backup
waiting for a CISO to preach how they stack up

i guess some things never change
humiliating all these fools with the same games
most the methods in my back catalog
barely need any modification to do the job
the prescient prognosticating phone phreak from the streets
teaming up with heath stone for these loaned beats
fire up the ettus got a scene to save
with a signal riding all up on a carrier wave
now press play

ytcracker - president of the computer club

nop slide to the address
stretch your system like spandex
with the spamtec bandits
ima heap spray RAM like a canvas
fucking with them root transits
i got my caps on gay
and itunes on the coldplay
meepsheep with the 0day
gn double a ok dongforce; smoke blunts in a broquet

irssi best client
scroll a macro real giant
sitting in the channel getting mad defiant
im the man with that can spam compliant
i got that tommy wiseau
director of the room when i spit flow
saying weev should be chillin in gitmo
cuz the mans afraid of gay nays when they raise the crypto

i speak your language 
cuz ive tangled with the dangers
a computer security ranger
lamb of spam from the manger straight sql exchanger
shake your hand with a bad cert
when im sitting on your network
rocking threads like a sweatshirt
if you aint play whats your bet worth?
in the game i claim internet birth

strawberry cough in the vessel
pebble watch with the steel bezel
swat snitches with that next level
method on the phone system with that kext metal
break tumblr with a cross site scripting
stop you short like cal ripken
bitches be tripping my if() then
style is so uplifting so get them albums
and get to listening

american telephone telegraph took a bath
dropped a bot on their environment path
got a password sniffer tactics a hat trick
three different ways to own phones with magic
with this piece of plastic i hack shit
blaze these aids with mo flows and cat shit
toxoplasmosis on the gadgets
parasite my righteous habits

do my damage mayor of bantown
and who love scarves like jackson brown?
i got it down - cool my CPU let it drown
in the fluid - lead me right to it
who else goin do it? vap0rs MIA
and the other internet nerds wont say
they just set their status away and dodge it
hit replay on the hobbit internet comment 
cuz its easier than preaching the vomit

spit shit like i was huffing jenkem
commander outrank em jay said to watch the kingdom
already #antisecced and linked them
so i gotta load up LFN and out think them
the big drum beats crash like mt gox
and the government seize and freeze
people get their assets locked
with a no knock warrant to your mining spot
gangnet bitches represent the fuck you got

ytcracker - welcome to the get along gang (free dl hacker shit)

@keifergr33n flip of the @ytcracker crypto anthem

ytcracker - Bitcoin Baron (KEIFERGR33N Remix)

@dicepticon and i are back

witness                                                                                         
all these big websites on a DGs hitlist
upstream fitness
connection keep the pingtime healthy quickness
is it a wonder that the hackers of the world
making front page news across the globe with all our exploits?
and they try to lock us up by the truckload fuck no
bringing all that truth to the front though

casuals in the crosshairs
aint a safe place on my internet they can call theirs
got a nerd in every datacenter bumping my tunes
on the speakers behind NOC floors locked doors
CTO in his tesla press the
repeat button cause he need a banger to swang to
lead dev in the shed with a can of code red
trying to write his last line to the same tune

come and find me
still a soldier in this internet game stay grimy
keep the army behind me 
blind SQLi to my drive where the line be
hackers on the net #define me
antis on a quest to kill -9 me
whitehat warriors choreograph their blasts
to match my blackhat psyche

hacker music
man i code these flows so crews can abuse it
hacker music
playlist for that late night make the news shit

them guccifers and them snowdens
streamed UTF-8 encoding
all the state sponsored hacking with the backing of an agency
man we playing in the major leagues
candidates in elections risk that infection
from anyone who got the source code of that next gen
hypervisor inception
cloud burst servers with that burst protection

may flex arrest if they catch you home
clocking them clicks like a metronome
you best bless your phone when that stingray on
cause there aint no telling when that thing stay on
my squad stay turnt sweep the SDR
with a replay attack to straight grease your car
we do it all
hardware software espace meatspace
weaponize the work in our briefcase

witness
database longer than a camgirls wishlist
bout that business
bitcoin in the trezor keep crypto christmas
is it a wonder that the hackers of the world
still banging my music when they penetrate the gibson?
even haters recognize a christian slater
when im spitting this digital pimping

ytcracker - hacker music

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

Spamtec- Dead And Gone

pci compliance

marshall be the reason i stay drinkin 211s
22 up in his skull - no i don't believe in heaven
matthew used to sell me big fat sacks of dexedrine
overdosed now i'll never get see that man again

josh and i used to make chiptune metal music
found his girlfriend hangin from a tree and i watched him lose it
thought he'd be fine - little damage - but he'd get through it
8 years later dead in a truck - his own doin

life is all we got - tragedy and the joy
hate to say it but you know that they're a part of the story
don't give a fuck about glory - its all about allegory
no light without the darkness, contrast keeps us from purgatory

do my best to not ponder questions that do not matter
i promise i'll never be the one to make my brain splatter
am i a useless piece of shit, trapper, hacker, or a rapper
i am none and all of the above i'm just another chapter

--

sometimes i forget that i grew up without my own mother
all i have are stories told by my father and my brother
i look just like her - sometimes i think bout the pistol striker
i digress - for years these thoughts be lurkin like a spider

so many people close to me talk about suicide
haven't even started to remember everyone that's died
hypnotized, thoughts of death - they romanticize
hotline will not help them realize that there's no paradise

you must utilize the pain joy and sacrifice
every little moment - good or bad - perfect art defined
this abstraction i rely - leaving thoughts of death behind
might as well be alive until i am neutralized

so open your eyes its another crazy fuckin day
it don't matter what yo good at - it don't matter what you['re] paid
are you you afraid? don't let it fade, soak it all in
every little feeling is a part of your blueprint

0x3b

yung @queed-inc and i take you through common control strategies
seti and proteins were the original bitcoin

[yung innanet]
i identify with the people on the streets
cause i was homeless fa years, not months, not weeks
i remember endless days of valleys with no peaks
i tried to flip that weed but you know that shit reek

robbin kroger establishments because my crew gotta eat
winter sleepin in a tent - was burnin propane for the heat
gotta stay alive - wifi was not the priority
was trimmin weed by the pound - dodgin the authorities

and i've come so far - hard to remember anything else
but i know that i've been puttin memories on the shelf
everyday i process more things that affect my mental health
and you know the man that i used to be is nothing but a shell

now i try to pop shells every single fuckin day
whether it be with computah or be with the AK
i'm struggling to understand but i guess i'm trynta say
that i'm so grateful every single mothafuckin day

so yeah i might be cocky
cause i been through it all so i know you ain't gon stop me
they can't even copy - can't match my mothafuckin wavelength
signature unique - yung playa climbin up the ranks

let em stank if they thank they can get one up on me
mario power up - eat mushrooms and LSD
hammer bro cause you know i got the hammer on me
save the kingdom but i ain't doin it for no princess peach

imma do it for myself
i drink a mana potion then i drain a hater health
comma seperated values - microsoft excel
then i order that work and secure the clientele

yeah
feelin so swell - opposition makin messes when i mop em
i don't even needa export em i'm finna fuckin drop em
drinkin 211 - bangin KRK rockits
makers mark with money made from TCP sockets

[ytcracker]
salutations
its your boy ytcracker coming straight out of the matrix
shellcode sneezing anti histamine season
we the sickest on the net for a reason
they say the stack grow down but the heap grow taller
thats the yin and yang of an internet baller
blessed to see the changes
seen the internet grow from a handful of pages

now my clique tap keys for the currencies
put you at ease DGs ignite trees 
roll my granola into backwoods leaves
yeaaaa blowing on that cali got this hacker taking knees
my pointer finger squeeze on that button on the eastside
of my human interface device check the b-side
and the context menu populating
with a plethora of options that are mine for the taking

i see you struggle fam
and the struggle build your character it made me who i am
as much as i regret the mistakes that i mightve made -
ive always been the homie who will lay on that grenade
i aint ever told em anything my audio disabled
DROP ALL of my packets going out in iptables
you can study all my lyrics and unlock all of my treasures
you can learn from my mistakes and try to build on my endeavors

silicon valley sober
i only fuck with psychedelics and the doja
inject venom like a cobra shift the register over
popping that stack like a soda
the world your oyster bitch you got a shell
and its up to you to escalate i wish you well
im proud you came a long way and im proud that youve grown
and im glad you keep that fully loaded instance of chrome

yung innanet and ytcracker - MSCOMCTL.OCX

hey there hacker boi won’t you tie me up a little
running Cat6 bondage
dropping wifi signals
you’ve got power over ethernet while I’m stuck the middle
i’m your naughty little sub domain
let’s keep the routing simple


pop my fucking creds
bring me back from the dead
compromising subnets
just to catchup on your threads


established ingress port
greyhat cybercrime consort
my attraction flooding switches
 at the layer transport

hey there hacker boi treat me like your private server
ready for your traffic
I’m no RST packet squirmer 
git push to me baby make my repo branches shiver
aim your exploit at my box
deep scan me and deliver


 popped shell uplink
gotta let my brain think
take a deep breath
never let my fucking heart blink


make that server go pop in the night
make that server go pop in the night
make that server go pop in the night
make that server go pop in the night

youre my hacker boi I’m your freqy little deamon
here for your instructions
to support the cyber schemmin
closed port no resort so I’m cam girl streamin --
mix it up to take it down
and now we double teamin


make that server go pop in the night
make that server go pop in the night
make that server go pop in the night
make that server go pop in the night

speed it up now let me syn for that ack boi
rate limit throughput
throttle and destroy
working for a taste like i'm sipping on lacroix   -- - 
press control plus c 
interrupt and redeploy


break it from the stack
continue to run it back
at the top of the loop
while conditions fully track 
function call me baby
turn my hashes into crack
penetrate my network
with your cybercrime attack

server down
burn it to the ground
lose my body to the
mother fucking sound
lose my mind through
the traffic outbound
keep it stealth 
for the hacker underground 
admin creds
leaky hypervisor threads
phishing for love
i'm your e-girlfriend
boolean expression
always true to the end
never gotta worry 
when my packets suspend

smartwater (prod. by yung innanet)

i want to be a robot when i grow up.

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