Equilibrium - Windows 98 lyrics

*All words in { } are actual sounds from AOL and Windows* {Welcome} [Verse 1: Celph Titled] 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 been 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's on caps lock, picking up the tab Shift my control to alternate delete you motherf**ers out the lab [Bridge: DJ Kramtronix Scratches with Windows Sounds] [Verse 2: Majik Most] Fully activated, forever in a workshop The universal sys ops is not my protocol We hack through great codes and step through busted windows Where silicon chips grow, crushing plastic landscape From Pentium to N-e-x, adjust our broken keyboards Restoring all mainframes and slice the phone line On the internet, I roam across eternal syndrome Chrome-plated Logitechs directs me towards the next intersect Encrypting information, I damage workstations Deface the databases like a race for technology When deep inside the sectors of a one gig hard drive I'm liver with no type of power management Prevent all viruses, search for [?] Now upload my thoughts {all done}, make your hardware go soft Rhymes melt through ya 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 react, making service collapse—now how's that? Drop it with the carrier or three-hundred Baud Navigating through directories and instant memory Deep embedded in your system—on excursion you can find me Tryna download the ninety nine beta version [Outro: Celph Titled] Not enough memory for ya Windows POW! All systems are down Not enough memory for ya Windows POW! All systems are down Not enough memory for ya Windows Ya Windows, ya Windows Windows 98 {Goodbye}