TL: lay down some su –
TL: r00t!

*ok*

I got my spam flying high, I got my mouse in my hand
I got 24×7 Internet on demand
I got rhymes flying low latency over my WAN
Your shit so wack I had to fdisk your band

I got Pentium 4 cranking I/O in my cock
I rock a Pentium 8, the first one on my block
I switched to Linux in seconds, trying to booster my stock
I tried to writecha but your .lame file had a C file lock()!

My SMTP is the king of throughput
Your FTP daemon just DOS’d kaput
I’m laughing my OS off all the way to the bank
I posted on Usenet all about your tech stank

I replaced you with Perl, I coded you in Java
Your nerdy laugh, your slouch, your snot looking like guava
I rule the caffeine, they call mr. venti fava
I’m taking my rhymes to the goal like Tomas Votava

I’m UID zero, they call me King S-U root
I’m detecting your wack packets, I’m giving them the boot
Your momma just called just wants my skin flute
But I’m too fly on on my OC3 telecommute

I had a laptop of yarn that could beat you in chess
I suppose your running Win 3.1, let me guess
I saw your partition table, I laughed what a mess
Your SAN fibre hardware can’t handle my stress

Layin down the S – U
S – U
Boost!

Layin down the S – U
S – U
Boost!

TL: WOW
TL: that ruled