C P U

We set it off boy
you think you hard boy
I think you soft boy
you nothin but a fraud boy

Get in my way, cause you clueless
I could just snap in you in two bitch
there ain't a thing you could do my
drive overload CPUs like,

I went and got with a crew and
sat down and drew up the blueprints
now we done started a movement
get with the system or move bitch

Oh, you think you bangin (aye)
You think you slangin (aye)
That's what you claimin (aye)
I'll break your fingers, (aye)

Don't get me wrong, I'm sympathetic
but truth is to be told, and truly you're pathetic
I get it, you holdin' on
You made a couple of bucks
You think you won
I come up out my tomb
just to tell you that you

wrong bitch
I'm out the crypt,
take you with me
now you gone bitch

You just a lick
take your lunch and give you my
hidden virus on a drive
You connect and try eject then
disconnectin but you fried bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Casey Jones, Dread
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