Lyrics Cipher Punks (Studio) - Dual Core

Hey I'm int eighty, my memory's flash
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 exploding novas
That's tougher than clusters of OpenMosix
Execute kiddies who know they can't hang
Change mode plus x and start with a shebang

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
And I'll keep flowing 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

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 suck at double ups like rambus memory
Cipher inside, make it ISO compliant
Lying to ident while hiding disguises
Fiber and wires, retire the science
Broadcasting silence with a pirated license
Stand in defiance to triumph goliaths
Tyrants with sirens burying iron giants

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 rhyming 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 leave your windows disabled with the blue screen of death

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 backing off
Countered Sicilian to overthrow Kasparov
Blasting off with a cash crop to jettison
Taste your own medicine or invent like Edison
Impress the president, split the dichotomy
With quickness, of elliptic, curve cryptography
Plus quantum physics has the world surrounded
But I change the definition by talking about it