M.C. Frontalot - Twenty-Six Hundred lyrics

Wrong end of the joystick stuck up in the hand-hold: You're in line for a pitfall, kid. You get pwned In terms of your two-player mastery. Weak! This is once per scan line, not hide and seek I'm the pride of geeks who are shameless and brazen In their snobbery over whose console is most ancient And most Asian. Bootleg or legit? Emulate it, rear-projection on the side of a blimp Elevated; point up; point out the pixels But don't miss your bu*ton finger, whippersnapper. This old Rapper will top your score with his best (Frontalot already did, the Polaroid will attest.)