Lyrics Player Vs Player - Dual Core

Uh, yeah, check it yo
I got sixteen, you got no verse
You should be home doing my homework
Quit before your own turn
That ain't a backpack, that's an old purse
So just back off, take a bat to the back of your laptop
You don't belong in rap; he's a PC, me, I'm a Mac
And see, that's a fact
This is real talk, your words are abstract
You can't win, face it, this dude is living in his mom's basement
Start moving, you losing
Bookworm, should have studied improving
That joke was amusing
You're an oxymoron, dude is confusing

If I'm a PC, then I'm Dual Core computing
Since you're a Mac, then it's clear you're a Newton
Ripping it, believing it, quick 'cause I notice things
I'm gigabit ethernet, your style is token ring
You fake smart, it's not AI
Your boys are your backup, I got a RAID5
Castle invade, checkmate in Simon's Quest
You wanna play a game, then do what Simon Says
Get a new page, correct what you say
I'll set a blue flame to your level 2 mage
Well it's too late, you spray toothpaste
I pack binaries, you pack suitcase
Plus I got a girl, I never mac that
My brain is fast track so I have the last laugh
A memory leak, only he doesn't know
Errors and warnings, time to debug your flow

You funny, better run dummy
Put you in the toilet and take your lunch money
You a now and later, bounce you later
Break you in half like your calculator
They call me the aftershaver
This dude ain't too sharp, gonna make me grab a razor
You're a beginner, me I rhyme great
King of the Midwest and the tri-state

You're an irate, live bait, crime rate primate
Zero out your time-wait, and kick you off MySpace
Water molecules dehydrate
How you gonna skyscrape when your height is 5-8? (Come here!)
You failing like Sybase
The only time you get big is right before you dilate
Check your mail, new message
My chromosome is XY, yours is two Xs

I'm selling like crack, I gotta cook that
Hold the mic right, that's why I took that
Man you look bad, he got too many books for his bookbag
I'm a mean dude, you don't wanna see me mean too, this means you
Life ain't fair, no one said I'm nice
I rep for my corner each and every night

Wow, you run a corner in the dead of night?
I run a whole island inside of Second Life
Better price, better time
True, your IQ's less than Kevin Federline's
Never mind, no-one's home
This guy tried to blue-box a cellular phone
Shoot him down in a blue blaze of glory
He thought I, Robot was based on true stories

Look man, let me holler at you
My 28" rims are even taller than you
Uh, he can't see me
Blind from the shine on my chain 3D

You're confused, look I can see
They took you off BitTorrent, no-one would seed you
You like to talk rhyme a lot
But your diamond rocks cannot outshine my fiber ops

I'm too fly, call me Big Bird
Get outta here with your big words, big nerd
Look, I get paid in the streets
I was made in the streets, so I'm blazin' the streets

No need to ask, whether Dual Core's hot yet
With more downloads than the whole Storm botnet
If you blaze in the street, raising the heat
Then why I face an emcee, you ain't amazing to me
Talk about my words like a verbal jihad
You're barely smart enough to call the Geek Squad
You're not a rap competitor
This guy guest-appeared on To Catch a Predator

Why don't you have a seat over there