Who Can Stop Us From Celebrating?

I haven't had this much refreshment since the dawn of time
And now I'm drinking it in, thinking to win, through the thick and thin
Just what it says on the tin - dope
Whether in the Notepad or Edlin
The forebear, Fen bring the heat like Norfair
Smash the Brinstar in a Chevrolet Corvair
My physical form visit the norm and stretch it
Taut, Techbend reality and tie it in a becket knot

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Thoroughbred mod to the Dragon, knock the beats out then I drag the bag in
i'm busting, leavin slowpokes in the dust, going for broke
Ridiculous flow, kicking it mythical, oh, and if you're thinking I'm frivolous? No
I'm givin this 100 percent of my kilobits, oh
We're back at the command prompt, the 80-line show-off
Forward-slash-N-O-S-now to get the snow off
I broke DOS by changing up the text header in COMMAND.COM with a rom and a hex editor

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Well it's gonna get smooth, and it only gets smoother
Soothe the ears like the IVth Barracuda
Goichi Suda taught me how to be surrealistic and ridiculous
Monogamistic when I stick with this
And every word I spit is a celebration
Of racing to get in the face of obstacles and then I kick their faces in
Chasing them till they run out of breath, and start shaking
Flip the cameras on and then proceed to dust them like a Cradle Patient