I have found some new geek songs to post on my Musical Geek Friday. This week it’s a song called Hax That Fsck. It’s a hip-hop/rap song about a hacker getting owned by FBI and his adventures in hacking Gibson and CIA.

The song is written by Finnish band called “Leech Axss“. This is their second geek song that I have posted on Musical Geek Friday. See “Leech Access is Coming at You“.

I had problems with understanding some parts of the song. I put “(???)” in the lyrics where I was not sure what was being said. I’d appreciate if someone helped me figure it out the correct lyrics!

The song is strongly NSFW, be sure to put your headphones on before listening at work.

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Here is the lyrics (I censored the explicit language, see the ‘download lyrics’ link above for uncensored version):

Hax that f**k, move that box
Exploit a hole in a FireFox
Haxing is about breaking in, not fame
Whoever you be haxing is all the same

Crack that code, buffer overflow
Alt-F4 makes a lamer go
Hax that Gibson and CIA
Sell your soul to the zero da-aa-ay

As you well know, I net sex with duty creatures (???)
I now have sex with the federal agents
You bruteforce the password of gay.com
Knock, knock, it’s the feds and the bubba is on

Right to remain silent like my box in ice
Perfect source code, never write it twice
Better go figure it out before you talk to a fed
It’s a feeling very close to a blue screen of death

A monkey Steve Jobs intringing with Bill Gates
That ain’t gonna tway with the fscking absura blades (????)
Apple in my eye and … (?) in my tank
I bought an itunes that are like tri-hand ****

Still in the game but before I went away
Nerdies want my wishes and they want my zero days
But behave you geeks, and I won’t go latest patch
The one that cycle is Christina Aguilera snatch

Hax that f**k, move that box
Exploit a hole in the FireFox
Haxing is about breaking in, not fame
Whoever you be haxing is all the same

Crack that code, buffer overflow
Alt-F4 makes a lamer go
Hax that Gibson and CIA
Sell your soul to the zero da-aa-ay

I read b0w and b0g
I sport AMD and fscking RISC
I am not like you, I never disrespect my box
Points to stolen motherf*****g Mozilla leanfox

What’s under the hood, I’ve got future of jobs
Sounds like d3s (?) in the court
Drop it like it’s hot, drop it like it’s hot, drop it like it’s hot
Check my benchmark, you skinny retard

[Hshhha] loves a key generator
If it’s not 0day, don’t seed it later
I met my share of lamers, I’ve got some spleen
Zero-bit (?) is like Commander Keen

I’ve been in hax of yours and to haxifice
I’ve seen in the eyes which drugsterize (???)
I’m haxing my way out of the paper bag
Authenticating g in my f*****g … (???)

Hax that f**k, move that box
Exploit a hole in the FireFox
Haxing is about breaking in, not fame
Whoever you be haxing is all the same

Crack that code, buffer overflow
Alt-F4 makes a lamer go
Hack that Gibbson and CIA
Sell your soul to the zero da-aa-ay

Hax that fsck, move that box
Exploit a hole in the FireFox
Haxing is about breaking in, not fame
Whoever you be haxing is all the same

Crack that code, buffer overflow
Alt-F4 makes a lamer go
Hax that Gibson and CIA
Sell your soul to the zero da-aa-ay

This week on Musical Geek Friday an anti-piracy video-musical from 1990s! It’s called Don’t Copy That Floppy.

“Don’t Copy That Floppy” was an anti-copyright infringement campaign run by the Software Publishers Association (SPA) beginning in 1992.

In this video two teenagers, Jenny and Corey, are playing a game on a classroom computer. Corey is exuberantly pushing keys and is heavily immersed in the game action; Jenny is beating him. Frustrated, he asks for a rematch, but she has an upcoming class and must leave. He decides he will copy the game so that he can play it at home. Upon inserting his blank floppy disk into the Apple Macintosh computer a video pops up on the computer. This video is of a rapper named MC Double Def DP the “Disk Protector”. The DP’s role is instructional and he must teach the teenagers that copying games is bad. His method of lecture is a hip-hop style song and dance.

I ripped and edited the audio from the video. You can listen and download it here:

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Here is the whole video, some parts are really boring and you may want to skip those:

Here is just the song that I ripped:

Don’t Copy That Floppy lyrics:

(Corey: Jenny, hold up. Look, I brought a disk and we could copy this, ok?
We could play it on my brother computer.
Jenny: Ok, no problem… All we gotta do is… Woah!
Corey: Are you sure you know whatcha doing?)

Did I hear you right, did I hear you sayin’
That you’re gonna make a copy of a game without payin’?
Come on, guys, I thought you knew better don’t copy that floppy!

Don’t don’t don’t don’t…

(Corey: Wait a minute. Who the heck are you, anyway?
Jenny: Yeah. And what are you doing on my computer?)

I’m your MC Double Def DP
That’s the Disk Protector for you and the posse
That’s your artists, writers, designers and programmers
They pump up the images for games and gramma’s that lets you learn, but also play
The games you came here for today

Now I know you love the game and that’s alright to do
Because the posse who make them, they love them too
But if you start stealing, there’s no more they can do

(Corey: But I just wanted to make one copy!)

You say ‘I’ll just make a copy, for me and a friend’
Then he’ll make one and she’ll make one and where will it end?
One leads to another then ten, then more,
And no one buys anything from the store
So no one gets paid and they can’t make more
The posse breaks up and they close the door
Don’t copy! Don’t copy that floppy!

So let me break this down for you:
D-D-Do-Do-Don’t

No Carmen Sandiego, no more Oregon Trail
Tetris and the others, they’re all gonna fail
Not because we want it but because you’re just takin’ it
Dis-res-pec-tin’ all the folks who are ma-kin’ it
The more you take, the less there will be
The disks become fewer, the games fall away
The screen starts to tweak, and then it will fade
Programs fall through a black hole in space
The computer world becomes bleak and stark
Loses its life and the screen goes dark

(Computer: Welcome to the end of the computer age… mwahahahaha…)

But I’m much too strong and you’re much too smart
To let that happen to your chances to explore
Parts of the new age just behind the door of your minds
You’re the posse of the future and you hold in your brains what’s never thought before
And in time, you’ll see just so much more
That’s why I’m here and that’s what I’m fighting for
Don’t copy! Don’t copy that floppy!

Now let me introduce you, to some of the teams
That will explain a little more about what I mean!

D-D-Do-Do-Don’t… Don’t copy that floppy!

You see, on these disks we have frozen in time
The creativity of someone’s mind
Do you think, that because, with a flick of a key
You can copy that game, that the work is free
This creativity, we protect it by law
We value so highly, what the mind’s eye saw
Don’t copy! Don’t copy that floppy!

D-D-Do-Do-Don’t… Don’t copy… Don’t copy that floppy!

To do the right thing, it’s really simple for you
The copyright law, it will tell you what to do
Buy one, for every computer you use
Anything else is like going to the store
Taking the disk, and walking out the door
It’s called thiefin’, stealin’, taking what’s not yours
Is that really where you want your life to go?
Think about it, I don’t think so.
Don’t copy! Don’t copy that floppy!

Now you see a game you like and you really want to try it
Don’t copy that floppy, just go to the store and buy it
Think of it this way, okay?
When you’re buy a disk, you’re sayin’ to the team
You respect what you do and what you’re workin’ for
We’ll keep up our support so you can make up some more
We’ll do the right thing and the future will be clear
There will be new programs here at the end
Don’t copy! Don’t copy that floppy!

Now you know how the games and the programs are made
And what you do to make sure that they’re not gonna fade
The bottom line is it’s all up to you
There’s nothing more that I can do
The goals in your court, dribble, shoot, or pass
I’m sure you’ll make your decision with class

Don’t copy that floppy

(MC Double Def DP: See ya, I’m outta here!)

Musical Geek Friday is back! This week we have a geek song about the most cruel way to kill a process - killing it with kill -9!

Kill -9 song is written by Monzy. Monzy’s real name is Dan Maynes-Aminzade and he is a Ph.D. student at Stanford. Here is an article on Wired about him.

In his songs, Monzy bashes another nerdcore hip-hop musician Mc Plus+. I actually published a geek song by Mc Plus+ on previous Musical Geek Friday - MGF #14: Alice and Bob.

Song’s title has a lot of meaning. Kill -9 sends SIGKILL signal to a process. It’s one of the signals that can’t be caught. The process just gets killed.

Here it is! The kill dash nine song. The song is strongly NSFW as it contains some explicit language.

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Kill dash nine lyrics (profanity filtered, see the “download lyrics” link above for uncensored version):

I guess I’ll have to shut you down for good this time,
Already tried a SIGQUIT, so now it’s KILL DASH 9.
You gotta learn when it’s time for your thread to yield;
It shoulda slept; instead you stepped and now your fate is sealed.
I’ll take your process off the run queue without even asking
‘Cause my flow is like reentrant and preemptive multitasking.
Your sad rhymes are spinnin’ like you’re in a deadlock,
You’re like a synchronous sock that don’t know when to block;
So I pull out my keyboard and I pull out my glock,
And I dismount your girl and I mount /proc
And I’ve got your f**kin pid and the bottom line
Is that you best not front or else it’s KILL DASH NINE.

KILL DASH NINE,
No more CPU time.
I run KILL DASH NINE,
And your process is mine.
I run KILL DASH NINE,
‘Cause it’s MY time to shine
So don’t step outta line or else it’s
KILL DASH NINE!

See it ain’t about the Benjamins or Pentiums or Athlons,
But you rappin’ 50 meters while I’m spittin’ in decathlons.
Your s**t’s old and busted, mine’s the new hotness;
You’re like CLR and I’m like CLRS.
You’re running csh and my shell is bash,
You’re the tertiary storage; I’m the L1 cache.
I’m a web crawling spider; you an Internet mosquito;
You thought the 7-layer model referred to a burrito.
You’re a dialup connection; I’m a gigabit LAN.
I last a mythical man-month; you a one-minute man.
It’s like I’m running Thunderbird and you’re still stuck with Pine,
Which is why I think it’s time for me to KILL DASH NINE.

Yeah it’s KILL DASH NINE
No more CPU time.
‘Cause it’s KILL DASH NINE,
And your process is mine.
I said KILL DASH NINE
‘Cause it’s my time to shine,
So don’t step outta line or else it’s
KILL DASH NINE!

My posse throws down like leaky bucket regulators;
I was coding s**t in MIPS while you were playing Space Invaders.
With my finger on the trigger I run ./configure
Yo, this package is big, but MY package is bigger.
I roll my weed with Zig Zag while I zag-zig splay,
And I do a bounds check before I write to an array.
I’m a loc’d out baller writing KLOCS a day,
‘Cause it’s publish or perish, fool, what can I say?
I’m 26 now, will I live to see 28?
Some days I wonder if I’ll survive to graduate.
But hey, that’s just fine, I won’t ever resign,
And if fools try to step then it’s KILL DASH NINE!

Yeah it’s KILL DASH NINE,
From my command line
It’s KILL DASH NINE
Sending chills down your spine,
I said KILL DASH NINE,
‘Cause it’s my time to shine,
So don’t step outta line or else it’s
KILL DASH NINE!

fs sa rlidwka
I’ll chown your home and take your access away
Comin’ straight outta Stanford, ain’t nobody tougher,
Control-X, Control-C, I’ll discard your f**kin’ buffer.

You’re outside your scope, son, close them curly brackets,
‘Cause I drop punk-a** b*****s like a modem drops packets.
Dump your m***********g core, and trace your stack
‘Cause where your a** is going, there won’t be no callback.
See my style is divine and my code is sublime,
My career’s in a climb and yours is in a decline.

I’ll write a pound-define and assign you as mine,
So refine those sad rhymes or remove your plus signs,

Or it’s KILL DASH NINE,
No more CPU time,
‘Cause it’s KILL DASH NINE,
And your process is mine,
I said KILL DASH NINE
‘Cause it’s my time to shine,
Bitch you stepped outta line and now it’s
KILL DASH NINE!

Here is Monzy performing the song at Stanford University:

This week on Musical Geek Friday a song about the lovely cryptographic couple Alice and Bob!

Alice and Bob song is written by a guy MC Plus+. His real name is Armand Navabi and he’s computer science Ph.D. student at Purdue University. His moniker is a pun on the name C++.

The song is about three different topics in cryptography.

First, the song talks about various archetypes used in cryptography. They are Alice, Bob, Trent, Mallory and Eve. Alice and Bob are the usual persons trying to communicate securely. They both trust Trent, who helps them communicate. Meanwhile Eve tries to eavesdrop their communication and Mallory tries to modify their messages!

Then, it covers cryptography algorithms — the insecure 56-bit Data Encryption Standard (DES) algorithm, secure Advanced Encryption Standard (AES) algorithm, and not-so-secure Blowfish algorithm.

Lastly, the song reaches the problem of factoring numbers for which no algorithm in polynomial time is known.

This song is similar to the first song I ever posted on Musical Geek Friday — Crypto.

Here it is! The Alice and Bob song:

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Alice and Bob lyrics:

Alice is sending her message to Bob
Protecting that transmission is Crypto’s job
Without the help of our good friend Trent,
It’s hard to get that secret message sent
Work tries to deposit the check of your salary
But with no crypto, it’ll be changed by Mallory
You think no one will see what it is, you believe?
But you should never forget, there’s always an Eve…

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m encrypting s**t like every single day
Sending data across the network in a safe way
Protecting messages to make my pay
If you hack me, you’re guilty under DMCA

DES is wrong if you listen to NIST
Double DES ain’t no better man, that got dissed
Twofish for AES, that was Schneier’s wish
Like a shot from the key, Rijndael made the swish
But Blowfish is still the fastest in the land
And Bruce used his fame to make a few grand
Use ECB, and I’ll crack your ciphertext
Try CFB mode to keep everyone perplexed

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m encrypting s**t like every single day
Sending data across the network in a safe way
Protecting messages to make my pay
If you hack me, you’re guilty under DMCA

Random numbers ain’t easy to produce…
Do it wrong, and your key I’ll deduce
RSA, only public cipher in the game
Creating it helped give Rivest his fame
If we could factor large composites in poly time,
We’d have enough money to not have to rhyme
Digesting messages with a hashing function
Using SHA1 or else it won’t cause disfunction

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m encrypting s**t like every single day
Sending data across the network in a safe way
Protecting messages to make my pay
If you hack me, you’re guilty under DMCA

Password confirmed. Stand by…

After a few weeks of silence, the Musical Geek Friday is back! This time it’s a song dedicated to all the hackers and the crackers!

The song is written and performed by a guy calling himself Zearle. It’s very interesting to read his autobiography, where, among other crazy things, he says that during his childhood FBI was closing in on his family and his first years were spent underground, going from one small town to another. It’s very interesting reading.

The Song for Hackers and Crackers was recorded in 1999 and it is included in his “Class War” music album (downloadable for free).

He says that the song was written as a praise for warez groups. Thanks to them, he was able to refine his computer skills and get software for making music.

The music tracks he uses in his songs are mostly created by unsigned hiphop beatmakers with R&B/soul, reggae, folk, and acid jazz backgrounds.

This song is NSFW — Not Suitable for Work, as it contains explicit language. Though, you can still listen to it on your headphones

Contextually, this song is similar to another song I posted on Musical Geek Friday #2: Leech Access is Coming At You.

Here it is! Song for Hackers and Crackers:

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Song lyrics (I censored the explicit language, see the ‘download lyrics’ link at above for uncensored version):

UH! This is dedicated to all the hackers and the crackers.
You know what i’m sayin’.
If you hear this, want you to.. bump this and do your dirt dog, do your dirt.

You can fill a stadium with cats using s**t cracked by Radium.
Liquid Sky will never die.
Before the crackers and the hackers, life was wacker.
Software we could never stack for.
We were floored by the evil hoards.
All the best s**t we could never afford.
The internet and mp3, they set us free.
I’m downloading Windows ME right now off FTP.
You b*****s will never find me!
Because I’m everywhere, see.
Yo dog, you got something new?
Hit me off on ICQ.
I’ll help you back in jive.
I got some top-notch s**t on i-drive.
You shut one site down, we multiply.
Like a phoenix from a different place we rise.
Then you got the squares;
“Yo dude, your stealing, don’t you care?”
L-O-L, b***h. I got a terabyte of warez.
I like my files zip, sit, or rar.
I download seven hundred segments from a thousand sites.
I drink coffee, snort speed; I’ll stay up all night.
I’ll hack a companies site, and blank it white.
Ghost ISP’s; Find me, please…

Dedicated to the hackers and the crackers.
This is dedicated to the hackers and the crackers.
The ones that set us free.
Thanks G for setting us free.
This is dedicated to the hackers and the crackers.

I see in binary, I speak source code.
Step on my toes, I’ll post a million jpg’s.
If you in a fag pose.
And your digital stance getting firewalled hoe.
Cause I’m ridin’ the net and my six four (old school car sixty four is the year).
I was a dick with my 56(K).
Now with my cable — I’m able to get that stable.
On the out my name is Ace and I’m a Leo.
On the digital highway, my name is Neo and I’m a hero.
In a flash I’ll school you on burning dreamcasts.
You need some ISO’s?
Let me through my hard drive rifle.
Our exchange, you could never stifle.
With a digital hug, you just caught the lovebug.
I’ve bootlegged your CD.
I caused the fight between UN and Jay Z.
You see G?
It’s all gonna be free.
Whether we take it with force or we take it nicely.
You feel that rattle in you bones?
When I tell you we just hacked DOW Jones?
And NASDAQ leaves you fighting on your back?

Cause I’m the he who loves to hack and crack.
Cause I’m the he who loves to hack and crack.
This is dedicated to the hackers and the crackers.
Serial codes, source codes, ISO’s, rar’s, zip’s, sit’s.
This is dedicated to the hackers and the crackers.

Your encryption is primitive egyptian.
I’ll do more with a 486 and a Plextor.
We’ve won when six billion got Athlons.
And we tell each other how to get it on.
Cyber-army’s and the Pentagon were storming.
I just found out who killed JFK.
The smoking gun will have it within a day.
All the lies they’ve been faster.
Go check the name “truth” on Napster.
Digital-disaster.
The p****s will never find me in this matrix.
A million keyboard voices all named Morpheus.
This is dedicated to those who set me free.
Got a buzz? Your always my cuz.
Radium, if i could only say to them; Thanks.
Kalisto, you know!
Utopia, and all my digital dogs.
My netgangs, my cybergangsters, my I/O-warriors, my computercomrades.
This is for you, this is dedicated to the hackers and the crackers.
I wouldn’t be able to do s**t without ya’ll man.
I’ll be sittin’ in front of my f**king computer doing a goddamn thing, playing games.
You have all made it possible. This is dedicated to you!