J-Wong - C to Assembly (Cache Race Anthem) lyrics

[Chorus] C to a**embly, you know that we wild'n I could link and load it whenever you was done compilin' I'd never be a malloc with a style this free Homie tryna hit me up on that GCC Getting cache with the BASH, well ya know that it's true Got the hex on the daily, D52 Unsigned rapper, but whatcha gonna do Homie tryna register me like ADDIU Bars from the refinery, I'm dressed in this finery When I spit a bit it's significant like it was binary Like a based god, I got a based crew Most other rappers so base 10, I spit that base 2 Really it's incredible, I'm on that digital flow With that integer addition I spit this overflow Yeah that transistor's so thin, all up on Logisim These other rappers wanna carry out what I carry in But you have no idea what you're about to witness Up in that MIPS flow, you could call that some RISCy business You been on that Retina Display bragging bout DPI I been on that Core i7 minimizing CPI You know I never play, IMEM is where I stay I been grinding on that 32 bit MIPS ISA You writing code without comments, so I don't know what you see But when I'm writing that a**embly I'm rewriting your C I do it all with this confidence, so you know that I'm onto this Now when I put this on Github I get all the two's complements My bars, refreshing like DRAM connected to power Highly scalable and cheap like all of these chips I devour In the middle of the night when I'm tryna work it Put it into a box and make it another subcircuit Day to the night, ‘cause you know I'm never tiring As long as you don't double-cross my wiring [Chorus] See I make all these conversions, I guess it's kinda scary Moving from the hexadecimal right back to binary I didn't want to do math, but now I have to do more Thankfully hexadecimal is only grouping by four And now I'm feeling so hungry, but there was no food in sight I took 8 bits of a sandwich because I needed a byte Either it's false or it's true, ‘cause I'm a Boolean G Now all these other CS majors always Boolean me Some people spit like it's false, or they were spitting a fable I spit the truth so many different ways it fills up a table And my fans follow my lyrics with a pointer to me Always tryna make these memories like malloc and free Prefetch at the right time, yeah I never lag Cache me on your Instagram, and don't forget the tag Yo it's true I got haters, yeah they was always steady dissin' me I got more cache than they do, they capacity missin' me You know who I am, you know how I roll Wrapper cla** with exceptional control flow Don't interrupt me, when I'm tryna ball Got my phone blowing up with all of these syscalls And I'm ready if they wanna fight, standard with that bash out L3 game so strong I'm bout to cache out Started from the low level, rising to the top Never drop, till I BNEZ to a NOP See I could be like Yeezy, or Lil Weezy Everybody call me .tar.gz People try to copy my swagger, I'm well-known So they hitting up my repo ‘cause they wanna git clone They can't write rhymes, so don't fight mine, if your processor isn't even pipelined At the right time, with a clock falling, they can't understand how I'm still balling But I got mad forwarding, so they already know Homie been stalling on a memload since twenty cycles ago [Chorus] C to a**embly, code so clean String to hex, I'm spitting base sixteen Some people getting mad, they calling me a nerd They just mad ‘cause they spitting bytes, yo I'm spitting words Getting cache with the BASH, yeah that's the plan Coolest cat in the terminal, know that I'm the man Haters gonna hate, tryna tell me that I'm lame But I got stacks on stacks, in another frame