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# Gamehacking-Archive
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Gamehacking Archive (1995 ~ 2005)
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EFNET #gamehacking
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Gamehacking Archive @ GHA Offline Version
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by Razali Rambli @ ßié
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http://www.bie.cjb.net | razali_bie@hotmail.com
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Updated By Demented
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http://www.dvshacking.com | demented2169@gmail.com
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Gamehacking Archive @ GHA Online Version
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by ^chaos^
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idxchaos@hotmail.com
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# The Best Gamehacker
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you woke in a sunny day
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and jump in the chair to play.
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start the game and load a save
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and you say in mind : <<let's rave !>>
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but you can't bypass a boss
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all you see is : "you have lost"
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red and pissed you couldn't play,
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you go search cheats for the game.
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but what you could find is : nothing !
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and that monster is still laughing...
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<< argh >> you say, << this isn't fair !
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i can't beat him in his lair ! >>
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then you go to school - good boy
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drained of life, without no joy
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a friend stops his words at you
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having the same problem, too...
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but he said he knew a way
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teaching you to make your day.
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getting back home from the school,
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having TSearch as new tool.
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this TSearch is like a finder,
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helpful when you catch the "gangster"
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that's making your life a mess.
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acting wisely and not guess...
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you're now home... you ran the way
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feeling in shape in that day.
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as soon as you're in your chair,
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you feel water drops in hair...
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start up TSearch, then choose game
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nothing here you have to say...
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write down the value you want -
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it's as easy as a charm.
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select byte-type, and press find
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lot of addresses will shine
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after that, back to the play
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shoot the monster in your way
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what's the thing that can be next ?
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pause the game will be the best.
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then it comes the same routine :
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alt+tab in the TSearch's screen !
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type in there the newest number,
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since the wanted is now less.
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and press next - you'll see the progress
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2-3 addresses should struggle...
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illuzions are in your head
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you don't know which one to choose -
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like a little baby goose
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in front of the milk and bread...
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everything's unclear for you
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all is darkness, all you see
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"shadows move where light should be"
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and your mind don't have a clue.
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but something comes from the sky
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like a magic bowl of light
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then it steps out of your sight
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and your wet hair becomes dry...
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yes, that is the inspiration
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holy power blessed on us,
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helps on what you want to pass
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by the nature of it's creation.
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and now you say to yourself :
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<< why didn't i think of it ?
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play around a little bit
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with the addresses and health ! >>
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from now on you think more clearly
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seeing with the cells of mind
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because your eyes are still blind
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not knowing what's far, nor nearly...
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and because of that you stop.
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poking random numbers might
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turn the game into a flight
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from where nothing will be pop...
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you decide to try once more
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hoping this time will be better,
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'cause for game it doesn't matter
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you are pressed by time's huge floor.
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as soon as you're back to game
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shooting fire after fire,
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throwing knives and cut the wire -
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you'll hurt the monster again.
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switching back now to your friend
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seeing what you did is right
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you roar with the lion's might :
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<< in the hell you will be send !! >>
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so, you find the correct place
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and by instinct you poke zero
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turning you into a hero,
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blowing the monster in space...
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filled with joy is all your heart,
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happy time and inner trust !
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watching back into your past
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realise hacking's an art...
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from that tiny moment on
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all the games you'll ever play
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on your desk arranged will stay
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waiting gamer - but he's gone...
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yes, he's gone and won't come back...
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instead there will be a hack.
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and not Kevin, Mat, John, Jack,
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nor Michelle, Paul, Roy or Black.
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lifeless robot now you are
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without any human feeling
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cheating's all that you are willing
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bowing to the hacking star...
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minutes, hours, days were passing
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you work hard without relaxing...
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in short time there will you be -
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hacking bullets, mana, money !
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everything that can be hacked
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in your little brain is packed...
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then you start to read some tuts
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teaching how to speed the boots,
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how to break through metal walls
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and to throw the cannon balls...
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then you read about new tools,
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considered expensive jewless.
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you went get'em right away
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preparing yourself to "play"...
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examining one by one,
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thinking this will bring more fun !
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amoung them it is SoftIce
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a debugger they had said
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used to be the chief, the head
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in catching\backtrace the dice...
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but for wearing this grand jewel
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and to find the wanted place
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you need to practice for days
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'cause it doesn't like the foul !
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you start practicing... OK...
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venturing in cracking's wood
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you find there a realm so rud,
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that you don't quite feel to stay...
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but you want to be the best
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and SoftIce it is a must.
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so you start by breathing dust,
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in your little, tiny chest.
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after you became an "icer",
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after tones of cracked examples,
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after learning breaking samples,
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you find out SoftIce's view nicer...
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but this route to cracking's world
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not just made you SoftIce's master
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but your mind's now thinking faster,
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realize : << SoftIce is gold !>>
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also, the tools didn't stop...
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so well-known in realm of cracking -
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Hacker's View on you is watching
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guiding you to be in top...
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another friend you had made
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it is called WinDasm, i think.
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dissasembles in a blink
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every program, on the plate.
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yes, you're now feeling the power
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cracking world was very funny
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but you want to "load" the journey
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in hacking, from where you were...
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you are more relaxed right now...
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Hacker's View, WinDasm, SoftIce
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are there to help you to rize
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and to strike the shaddows down...
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so you take one random game
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for testing the newest tools
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then you scream << those cool tools rulez !>>
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and in that day you're insane...
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your feelings are comming back,
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you're playing the games with passion.
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but you soon fall for the fashion,
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transforming all into hack...
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you are ill of this "hack life"
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the dissease don't have a cure
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the game's hacked - that is for sure
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but everything's black and white...
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after that you find a trainer
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for a game you hacked before
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testing it and test some more,
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you decide you were a lamer...
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but why's that ? how had this been ?
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you had done more advanced hacks,
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but you're blaming on your acts
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'cause your work cannot be seen...
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so you're hunting now the fame
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what good if you are the best
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if you're not known by the rest ?
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AND THIS THINKING MADE YOU LAME...
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then you release tons of trainers,
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you're well known to all the people
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everything is now more simple !
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you can flirt with hacking's majors.
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years were passing over you
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without feeling changing-wind
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sing and hacking, hack and sing
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<< i'm one of the best, yahoooo !>>
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that was true, nothing to say
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but according to your thinking,
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to be well-known you were willing !
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now and forever that way...
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here you did the big mistake
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instead of writing hack ways
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you've just made trainers in place
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and all the fame was a fake...
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all the trainers that you've written
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for a favorite public game
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when that game had lost it's name,
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your creation was forgotten...
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soon you'll have yourself a life
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a wife and maybe some kids
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hacking don't belong your needs
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and it's throwed the forget-dice...
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and the nasty thing of life
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is that this cannot be hacked
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it's a kind of a huge stack
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and push\pops belong to dice...
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and this thing cannot be touched
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WinDasm, Hacker's View can't help
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and the rolling dice can melt
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even mighty SoftIce's bright !
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then you'll look back in the past
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nostalgy will rize in mind
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realising you were blind,
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you'll pray you won't be the last...
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and you're not, i can tell you
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in the day you'll pass the throne
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another kid will be born
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choosing the hacking path, too.
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day by day as he'll be grown
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he wishes to become the best -
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and like you, won't be the last
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and so on... and so on...
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-Prof. Dr. Sorin
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"De-oi urma sã scriu în versuri, teamã mi-e ca nu cumva
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Oamenii din ziua de-astãzi sã mã-nceap-a lãuda.
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Dacã port cu usurintã si cu zâmbet a lor urã,
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Laudele lor desigur m-ar mâhni peste mãsurã"
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-Mihai Eminescu
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