Dual Core - Cipher Punks lyrics

Eighty: Hey I'm int eighty, my memory's flash They call us Dual Core 'cause we got twice as much cache (cash) My freestyle is fast, and the synapses fry Go to war with the flames like emacs and vi Push through the Summer for the Winter green Won't stand for delays like the Vista team Microeconomics keep the cash flow typical That's minimally visible to the astrophysical My brain is a structure explodin novas That's tougher than clusters of openmosix Execute kiddies who know they can't hang Change mode plus x (chmod +x) and start with a shebang Remy: Here's the process sir (processor) // I don't mean to be over the top I burn you when my internal speed is overclocked My kernel is 2.6.19, my appearance is quite clean I just gotta choose the right theme The light's green which means i got a connection Flows move through the air like wireless reception You can't capture what this kid spits with kismet Each packet i send is encrypted with trip-des (3DES) And I'll keep flowin til the light goes off You get a virus-cough, you kids are microsoft And I'm hard like openbsd internals Excuse me, I need to make a call to the kernel Eighty: Tapped the NSA and listened to two calls My blue box left AT&T with blue balls Iced the cold calls telemarketers scared of me Disconnect signals. Reverse the polarity Beat boxing melodies with twice as much energy Y'all s** at double ups like rambus memory Cipher inside, make it iso compliant Lyin' to ident while hidin' disguises Fiber and wires, retire the science Broadcastin silence with a pirated license Stand in defiance to triumph goliaths Tyrants with sirens buryin iron giants Remy: It's remy, these other kids try to compete No hub-bub, but I still collide with the beat Everybody's like "damn that kid rhymin is nice" I'm like "damn how'd my browser turn from fire to ice?" From a Fox to a Weasel, what I drop is lethal Injecting your database with a shot of sql This is not a sequel, you scream give me more I'm old school like Coleco or Commodore 64 Remy spits the raw, you script kiddies are lame Call me the WOPR, now "shall we play a game?" No one can stop it, not even Matthew Broderick This war game will end up atomic It's evident the revolution is OS I spit every 4 bits you can call my flow hex This is no trick, i mean it's not-a-con My flow is much faster than the cycles in tron I get a syn from the beat, I have to respond I send an ack for my rap, I don't pause too long I get the final syn/ack, you'll see what's next I leave your windows disabled with the blue screen of d**h Eighty: My brain matter's faster, I dream in clean rooms With a checkmate on deep blue in three moves Shut down their opening now I got em backin' off Countered sicilian to overthrow Kasparov Blastin off with a cash crop to jettison Taste your own medicine or invent like Edison Impress the president, split the dichotomy With quickness, elliptic, curve cryptography Plus quantum physics has the world surrounded But I change the definition by talking about it