Int80 (of Dualcore) - The Game lyrics

My name's viktor, elite code scripter From a soviet satellite that's cold in the winter Pack my own malware, write my own crypters With more entropy than a mersenne twister Evade antivirus and ids filters To leave the scene cleaner than mops and a swiffer A few years ago our economy crashed And the paper that we use is worth more than the cash Can't afford furniture or tables to eat on Fam'lies working overtime just to keep the heat on An unstable government with no longevity So the currency i work with is stolen identities Credit cards, pin numbers, searching for the purest Social security and national insurance Buy some, sell some, archive and trade them Compromise accounts almost faster than they make them I'm not in a group or a crew or a clique Just a handful of people that i do business with We all use a forum that's hidden from the web On a non-privileged port and encrypted instead On a dark network where the bots come and serve And i've hacked with the admin, he's good to his word But my inbox now is like something from a dream With a note sent from an account i've never seen One of our members was arrested and siezed And our data turned over to the dc3 "also the admin's a cia plant" "so you'd better pack up and make a run while you can" "cash out accounts, make a dash out of town" "they'll be coming to your house in less than two days from now" Is this stuff for real? i don't know where it's coming from "and one last thing, don't trust anyone" (better run) Message still there, screen filled with caution Gotta think quickly and weigh all the options My hard drives encrypted with a big key of mine So they'll never get to factor the relative prime The only plain traffic they'd see is bittorrent But where i live there's no such thing as a warrant Court's one-sided, they prove any fact Two days to pack, but might be sooner than that Increase the matter at hand Blast the front door with a battering ram Pull the plug, out the window and flying away Trying not to slip on the fire escape Forgetting all my files and the pa**word for root Look back and i see two suits in pursuit Car pulls up now they've blocked off the entrance Next stop u.s.a, off to serve a sentence