//     Soda's Paradise, v1.0     \\
               \\   [to "Gangsta's Paradise"]   //
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As I walk through the basement in the shadow of death
I take a look at my code and realize there's no time left
'cuz I've been hacking and debugging so long, that
Even my profs think my mind is gone
But I ain't never stood up a partner that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a Mech-E -- you know that's unheard of
You better watch where you're sniffing, and who you're spoofing
Or you and your box just might end up rooted
I really wanna sleep but I gotta hack
As I stumble to the john I see visions of X, fool
I'm the kinda EECS little frosh wanna be like
With my vi in the night, hacking code in the green light.

[chorus]
Been spending most their lives, living in Soda's paradise
Been spending most their lives, living in Soda's paradise
Keep spending most our lives, living in Soda's paradise
Keep spending most our lives, living in Soda's paradise

The project situation, they got me facin'
I can't sit on my ass, I'm in Hilfinger's class
So I gotta be down with the Soda team
Too much 'net-stock trading got me chasing dreams.
I'm an educated fool with code on my mind
Got my mouse in my hand and thick glasses on my eyes
I'm a loc'd out geek set tripping banger
And my rootkit is out so don't arouse my anger, fool.
Deadline ain't nothing but an hour away
I'm still screwing with my NACHOS, what can I say
It's compiling now but will I live to see it run though?
The way things are going I don't know.

Tell me why are we, too blind to see
The sky outside, or the birds in the trees

[chorus]

Power's in the grades, grades are the power
I keep thinking to myself, hour after hour
Everybody's hacking, but most of them ain't looking
What's up with the abstraction - no one knows what's cooking
They say I gotta learn, but nobody's here to teach me.
If the profs don't understand this shit, how can they reach me?
I guess they can't. I guess they won't
I guess they front, that's why I know undergrads're outta luck, foo.

[chorus]

Tell me why are we, too blind to see
The sky outside, or the birds in the trees
Tell me why are we, too blind to see
The sky outside, or the birds in the trees

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  //        Copyleft 1999, Zyqqh; feel free to modify & re-distribute.
 //  This work will self-detonate upon removal from 2nd floor of Soda.