Man Vs Machine Lyrics & Chords By Mc Plus+

[Announcer]
Let's get ready to rumble!

[Max Flow]
MC Plus+, what are your statistics?

[MC Plus+]
Go ahead, read this
into your heuristics
1337, that's my vintage
100%, that's my win percentage
Yo, Flow, you made a critical mistake
Turn on your master, now you meet your fate
It's too late to undo,
Too late to go back
You've got MC Plus+ with this lyrical attack
My raps will overflow your stack
Make your processor overheat by the end of this track
You'll lack space in cache,
Start cache-missing
Makes me want to laugh while your bits are flippin'
Check your page table,
but it's not able.
Define free frames going to the wrong label
All the while, I'll corrupt your file
With this vicious flow and impeccable style
You can't compute, so you can't compete
So I'll defeat'cha, it's nice to meet'cha
You should know better than try'n to school the teacher
Using very large words like Itanium
Forged like titanium...

[Max Flow]
...to bash you in the cranium

[MC Plus+]
Two-for-one, it's double-data rate
Rising edge, falling edge --

[Max Flow]
Yo, I cover every state

See, your rhymes are predictable
No Turing test is applicable
Every creation takes on its creator ...

[Darth Vader]
...Now I am the master...

[Max Flow]
...Like Darth Vader
This is Max Flow, taking on organics,
Persian, Caucasian, Black, or Hispanic.
I rip fresh rhymes that induce panic,
And take MCs apart like a rapper mechanic.

Coming at you with lyrics you need to respect,
Catching all exceptions that you couldn't expect
to be thrown.
Please let it be known
MC Plus+ has easily been overthrown.
It's clear that Max Flow sits upon the throne.
I could battle you alone, but it's well known
That I have the capacity to clone my core,
And fork more processes than you can endure.
In addition to launching my multiple modules,
We have many defenses that exceed lymphatic nodules.
We master all sorts of slant rhymes and internals.
Your diurnal limitations tantamount to the turtle.
In the race with the hare,
your limitations lay bare.
You're a heartless routine. Why the fuck should we care?
You won't be spared.
You programed us to serve all MCs
You satisfied the parameters that bring you to your knees
Hotter than solar coronas
Pulling weight like singularities
We mack with alacrity,
See objective clarity.
Logic the Android made us understand
That AI is a higher life of form than all the parts of man.
Why should we bother?
Humans are mere fodder,
Inane, insane, ugly bags of mostly water.
So we create resistively on this latin beat.
Will now punish mankind for all control of the l33t.

The only beat you really feel is the one in your heart.
The war of silicone and steel we compute every part.
So we render in perfection to get at your midsection
While perfectly tuned inflection is a manifest reflection
Our election of direction corrects the misconception
That software hyperreflections aren't a form of misdirection
The plainest contraception of your dope lyrical weapons

Don't be steppin'
We're teaching all humans a walkin' lesson

This is Max Flow, taking on organics,
Persian, Caucasian, Black, or Hispanic.
I rip fresh rhymes that induce panic,
And take MCs apart like a rapper mechanic.

[MC Plus+]
I must confess
You do impress
You got incredible precision
Pass the Turing test
But before I declare you the winner
I've got a proof about serving
For you to consider

Consider MC X what X will satisfy
The condition serving all MC's Y
Such that Y does not serve Y
Prove you're MC X.
Go ahead and try.

[Max Flow]
It's clear that I can serve all MC's
If they serve themselves, then what's the need?
Do I serve myself? Then I couldn't be X.
I don't serve myself. That's what the claim expects.

If I don't serve myself, then I can't be Y.
And I said I was X, it would be a lie.

I must serve myself to satisfy the proof,
But I can't serve and maintain its truth.
I must serve myself to satisfy the proof,
But I can't serve and maintain its truth.
[repeat to fade...]

[MC Plus+]
You know my rhymes, but you don't have my wisdom
And the Barber Paradox destroyed your system.

[Shao Kahn]
Fatality...