[Verse 1] First she laughed and scoffed, turned and called my dick “Microsoft” but if he can fuck her better ? then how come I’m the one who makes her wetter? Guess his firmware had a bad load must be bugs still in his code. She went from screaming while she road to crying on the damn commode. System clocking overload, about to damned explode. Now I’m burning disks like wild fire, clutching to a live wire. Must go down to climb higher. She’s the sell out and you sir are the user in the pew sure, But google is the buyer… [Chorus] Legacy systems integrate Legacy systems innovate How come I’m the one she wants? How come he left her wanting more? Legacy systems integrate Legacy systems innovate Pause and contemplate I’m the upgrade at the door [Verse 2] Maybe next time she hits update, she will pause to contemplate, how legacy systems integrate and analog can innovate. She want the glitch with the gold trim, not the talk and the cold grin. I came through when the code thin, now she moans when I roll in. He was all error, no grace note, fake flex with a stale boast. I’m the one she can’t replace, no. I’m the spark in the dark coat. [Chorus] Legacy systems integrate Legacy systems innovate How come I’m the one she wants? How come he left her wanting more? Legacy systems integrate Legacy systems innovate Pause and contemplate I’m the upgrade at the door
