my name is negrogandhi

[bbcode]Watch for the wooden coders, enterprise programmers couldn't hold us
A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was satori
Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold like RMS
Escape from your Dragon's Lair, in particular
My code travels like a vortex, through your spine
to the top of your cerebral cortex
Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex
Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
now terminal, like Grand Central Station
Program forced indentation, in SICP
Getting suave like a toad, I'm duckin' five-year probation
War of the masses, the outcome disastrous
Many of the victim family save they ashes
A million names on bboards engraved in plaques
Those who went back, received penalties for the hax
Another heart is torn as expert programmers mourn
Those who stray, niggaz get slayed on the song[/code]

Man pass the dutch
And shut the fuck up.
Art of Computer Programming,
In Knuth We Trust
Pour some out for Dijkstra dog,
Show your love
'Cause Turing is looking out for us from up above.

I'm like Gödel,
Except reincarnated.
I used to be an undergrad,
Now I graduated.
The haters, oh man how they hate it
But most in the lab, they just glad I made it.