Here at Brymar College
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We can get you prepared for the 31st century
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With advanced programming and quad rendering
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And Java plus plus plus scripting language
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We offer advanced job placement assistance
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So upgrade your grey matter, cause one day it may matter
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Upgrade your grey matter, cause one day it may matter
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Upgrade your grey matter, cause one day it may matter
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Upgrade your grey matter, cause one day it may matter
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Comin from the outer regions of the universe
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Deltron Zero and Automator
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Check it
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Upgrade your grey matter, cause one day it may matter
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Hey time for you to upgrade, fuck save, time to load
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All my rhymes is sold
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And find your own
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Salivate over what I collaborate
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with high tech wizardry
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and breathe new life into the industry
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Save to the hard drive for the archives
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Three thousand thirty with a global apartheid
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Sensitivity ain't the energy
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Brain chemically contorted
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With the coordinates to your ordinance
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Upgrade your grey matter, cause one day it may matter
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Yo, your recovery's slow
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My dual input
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Plus my modem
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The tools in foot
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Long songs instrumental digital projector professor
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I'll school you on the art and how it's texture mapped
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Get your act together, my style is mega
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Educate the heads of eight lonely beggars
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Only shred of evidence is the virtual file
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Stored within the cerebellum hit you Berkowitz style
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Upgrade your grey matter, cause one day it may matter
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My defense capabilities with ape agilitiy
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Take possibilities to the point of sense and shatter it
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Commence the babbling I'm meditatin' on a homosapien
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With no education I'm 3D acceleration
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My programmin' language is the strangest
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To come to grips with mechanized mischief
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Kicks it off with circular projectiles X-Files
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Herald as the most important dwarf the corporates
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Upgrade your grey matter, cause one day it may matter
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Hey, I reduce the game
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When I boost my brain
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What you used to sayin
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I loosen the frame
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With shock announcements
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T-Minus and countin'
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Effects control and bouncin'
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Star studded and flooded like fountains
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A new machine
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Real artists are few between
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You better lube your screen
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My renders are splendor
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Three sixty reflecting quickly
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Increase your disk speed
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So you can,
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Upgrade your grey matter, cause one day it may matter
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My production model is the stuff to boggle minds
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You got a logon time of exactly thirty-six nanoseconds
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Ambidextrious with ambience
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Watch the cannons twist while I lockout my hardware
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Word warfare logistically locate and process
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With psychotropics to optimize my profits
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Envelop you with development kits that help me
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To embellish the elements dynamic and too intelligent
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Upgrade your grey matter, cause one day it may matter
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Lookie here, as soon as I release the chip
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You cease the rips and not
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Since you want to top this reach to it
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Digital retouch, reconstruct a whole conglomerate
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With our armaments we use with tolerance
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Such as a G-Bomb, cyborg with 3 arms
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Translate the ancient language with a brain dish
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Micro machines polystrene conducting electrons
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Deltron strengthen with molecular bonds
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Upgrade your grey matter, cause one day it may matter
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Upgrade your grey matter, cause one day it may matter
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Uuhaaaa...uh
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Upgrade [A Brymar College Course]
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Del The Funky Homosapien |