Celph Titled - Windows 98 lyrics

Yo, stop breathing fog on my window I reconfigured your pixel display To disguise shut down system icons as OK bu*tons Modems fronting on connection rates, Switching COM port data transfer levels to 2400 Baud I'm living large like 2,000 terabyte drives In 30 90s just promoted to device manager Check my stats on Britannica Encyclopedia read only media Hidden directories with pa**word protection by all means (You know my steeze) My flow has encrypted and programmed to be equipped With the ill sh** that most can't get with My linguistics bring the noise, making connections fail Overload your box and now you know that (You've got mail) Minimize operations, control panel hiatus, I dropped the DOS for an*log Studies of orchestration, it's obsolete, 1995 was then, now it's 1998 We're taking over this update, f** Bill Gates, I macro hard Take your processes for hostage All the way from 686 to 808D HD imposter Mini tower boxes stuffed with too many program ruled devices Concise with mechanisms, Call the crisis center I'm IBM compatible with any Macintosh contender Catch me lounging at the task bar, The alcohol is on caps lock, picking up the tab Shift my control to alternate delete you mother f**ers out the lab Majik Most: Fully activated forever in our workshops The universal sysops adopt my protocol We hack through break codes and step through Busted windows where silicon chips grow Crushing plastic landscapes from Pentium to any, I can dust off broken keyboards Restoring all mainframes and splice the phone line On the internet I roam with carpel tunnel syndrome Chrome plated Logitech direct me towards the nets intersect Encrypting information, I damage workstations, Defacing databases like a race for technology Went deep in the sectors of a 1 gig hard drive I'm live but with no type of power management Prevent all viruses, search protect connec, Now upload my (file's done) Make your hardware go soft Rhymes melt through your modem Cause I'm powered off radium Waiting for selection of a hidden icon A pointing device that can slice through menus Continuing to wreck, dissecting all websites Consuming the contents of a chat room, that's wack I'll react, making servers collapse, now how's that Drop ‘em with the carrier of 300 baud Navigating through directories and instant memory Deep imbedded in your system On excursion you can find me Trying to download the 99 beta version Not enough memory for your windows Pow All systems are down Memory for your windows Pow All systems are down Not enough memory for your windows, your windows Windows 98 Goodbye