A whitehat outside is never alive.




IP: At night u cant sleep, u toss and turn,
    you worry about  hackers, phreaks, and worms,
    The monitor's glow illuminates the hall,
    a reflection of past telenet sessions stained the wall,
    You figure ur making cash so you gotta be doin right,
    as your parinoia grows to itz height.
    See every time your eyes close,
    u worry about ur machine, and blood starts commin out your nose,
    There's nobody watching your back,
    cauze u sold out the scene and now ur sanity's starting to crack,
    You can see them when your deep in your covers,
    when your awake u dont see us motherfuckers.
    We own black hats like  you owned,
    you sold us out so were closing on your home.
    Some might tell u take a chill b,
    but fuck that shit, your about 2 die painfully.
    Every 20 seconds you better reboot your windowz,
    call ur power company and pay your bills through your kinfolk.
    Check your os for traps,
    better make sure your telephone line aint tapped,
    till your just quivering in the corner,
    if you sell out, technology starts 2 play tricks on yah.

pj: You make big money, drive big cars,  
    front in the underground like some kinda movie star,
    but late at night you know something aint right,
    your disk spins up randomly and flickers its lights,
    Is it that fool who's paper you went and joq'd 
    or that tip you gave the feds  n got dat kid caught
    or that exploit you sold for a hundre'd dollaz,
    thought youd pretend u found it get the glory and the powah.
    you reach for your green, you think its fucking clean,
    maybe it will protect you from those who are unseen.
    tell yourself i got skills but you dont really think so,
    violate knowledge with your money say,
    "I gotta pay my bills yoh"
    You know that shit aint real,
    Your industry does nothing but steal.
    The power goes off in the night,
    and some random error rm'd ur website,
    Wierd coincidences happen every day,
    your phone bill hasnt been paid since may,
    Better start lookin over your shoulder and putting firewalls on tha     borders.
    Technologies playing triqz on yah.

ip: Day by day itz more impossible to cope,
    You had $10k one day the next u find your broke.
    Cant type cauze your nervous,
    Try to irc but everyone thinks your worthless.
    Try praying for forgivness
    had Better find an exit out the bizness
    You know theres still time to repent,
    Get a real job contribute to the world for your rent.
    But temporary thoughts like this subside,
    Justifying greed calling it a need to survive.
    You wanna call the feds and get it over with,
    give up all your old friends just to get more of it.
    And what about thoze biznesses that get rm'd
    because of the advisory your company juzt sent
    publish another exploit for aim, 
    get a few girls get raped by stalkers? of course your not to blame.
    you think you got the powah,
    but its technology.
    playing tricks on yah.
	    

AB: Thiz year New years fell near a weekend,
    so You decided to go and chill and not defend,
    A party of whitehats hittin the schwag,
    Smokin up, drinkin up, huffin rags,
    You got home pretty late,
    took a look at your IDS and it was right in front of your face,
    You were in for a rm'vl no doubt, 
    So you pulled your cables and then the power went out,
    Just a breaker down you figured,
    flipped the switch, nothing happend, nothing triggerd,
    The telephone phone started to ring,
    youve got 20 minutes to live a digitized voice happily sings,
    the more time past the more you felt doomed, 
    so you grabbed a weapon and waited in your room.
    Then you felt just like a fiend, you were just starin at an empty           screen. Your lights were on and your phone was off and that weapon  you     were holding turned out to be a table cloth.
    Aww damn 
    technologies playing trix on yah.