so much drama in the phd - monzy lyrics
yo, mc plus plus, my rhymes are so phat
i’m psp-ce-complete but i’ll reduce you to 3-sat.
my crew is so hard that we roll in np,
and b-tches dereference my pointer for free
when i’m linear probing they’re like, “d-mn that’s gigantic,”
i showed it to your mom and she used h–re semantics.
she jumped like jne up onto my erection
and i picked up that ho like straight garbage collection.
(that’s right, mark-and-sweep on these nuts, b-tch.)
my lyrics get stolen by sucker mcs
i gotta sign my rhymes with pgp;
but i keep on generatin’ like a cfg
cause there’s so much drama in the phd
what’s wrong mc plus plus, am i making you nervous?
even sk-nky fat hoes give you denial of service
you’ll probably go to jail before you write your dissertation
so prepare your -ssh0l- for some internal fragmentation;
penetration, as they fill it up with j-sm
it’s too bad you aren’t closed under h0m-morphism.
your problem, plus plus, is that your typing isn’t strict:
in ml my type is real and your type is ’a dict
i control my flow better than tcp,
i rep the west coast like eazy-e,
you best not front if you can’t p-ss the gre,
cause there’s so much drama in the phd
my flow is so intense that i will overflow your buffer
corrupt your stack pointer makin’ all your data suffer
i’ve got saturated edges but your flow is sp-rs-r,
real gangstas sip on yacc; instead you generate a p-rs-r.
while you’re busy poppin’ stacks i’ll pop a cap in your skull
while you smoke your crack pipe i’m gonna pipe you to /dev/null.
i may not have a label but i rap like a star;
i’m an unsigned long int and you’re an 8-bit char.
your mom circulates like a public key,
servicing more requests than http.
she keeps all her ports open like windows me
oh, there’s so much drama in the phd
dword to your moms, i came to drop bombs;
i’ve got more rhymes than san jose’s got dotcoms
i rep the farm like 50 reps queens,
with more power than mult-tape turing machines.
blowin’ up the rap scene faster than factorial functions
i’m dope like pnp transistors and i’ll saturate your junctions
by the time you’ve rhymed one line, i’ve already busted ten;
you rap in exponential time and i’m big-o of log(n).
i run gmake and gcc,
and i ain’t never called malloc without calling free.
i’ll beat your -ss until it’s colored like a red-black tree
cause there’s so much drama in the phd
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