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The Standard Performance Evaluation Corporation (SPEC) is an American non-profit corporation that aims to "produce, establish, maintain and endorse a standardized set" of performance benchmarks for computers.SPEC was founded in 1988. SPEC benchmarks are widely used to evaluate the performance of computer systems; the test results are published on the SPEC website. SPEC evolved into an umbrella organization encompassing four diverse groups: Graphics and Workstation Performance Group (GWPG), the High Performance Group (HPG), the Open Systems Group (OSG), and the newest, the Research Group (RG). more »

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Whatchu want? Whatchu want? Whatchu want?
Whatchu want? Whatchu want? Whatchu want?
Whatchu want? Whatchu want? Whatchu want?
Whatchu want? Whatchu want?
Whatchu want? Whatchu want? Whatchu want?

Two seats in a French ass restaurant
Bentley 2 keys
Sit ya ass in the front
You just want the vibration whipping fast as f*ck (Nah)
Whatchu want? Whatchu want?
What's the button?
Whatchu want?
Anything if it's something (Wait, whatchu want?)
I ain't offering you nothing (Nah)
This ain't Sunday service (Bitch)
I ain't dreamy as Beiber shirtless
I ain't got no purpose (Amen)
Let the ink sink in like it's detergent
Never deterred, turds floats up to the surface
Stuck in the burbs like
Chris in New Orleans
Or Clifford in Corpus
I'm picking off a rose like
Fork in
Picking off a rose
Petal/pedal to the floor
Hope I got the odds
Mask off, blast off
UFO like I'm in Oz
Uniform like polka dots
You couldn't see me with Zora's open eyes

Whatchu want? Whatchu want? Whatchu want?
Whatchu want? Whatchu want? Whatchu want?
Whatchu want? Whatchu want? Whatchu want?
Whatchu want? Whatchu want?

Yo, I want the chicken wing doors on it
Engine hum like a full stomach
Creamy blue
Dreamy 2 seater
It's just me and you
Something clear and a 2 liter
Keep it working like the rent due
Interior smelling like fresh fruit
Softer than a bed of rice
When I lay in bed at night
Order from the menu
Hardly ever get it right
I don't think I read it right
Get digits at the venue
Take it like my own advice
Couple things I been through
Face it like a bath salt
Taste it take your mask off
Wasted in a glass home
Why you such an asshole?

Whatchu doing tonight?
We could watch the world change colors
Burn rubber (Zoom)
Loop in mini revolutions like I churn butter
No wonder
Going stupid in the booth like
Who produced for this lunatic?
Drop the tape
Praise hallelujah
Now I'm super rich (Super rich, super rich)
Always keep something in the vault
Or in the trunk
Sprinkled up like some salt
Missed connections 
Lost interactions
Laws of attraction
Hollywood is batshit
I ain't got no traction
You mind if I slide?
All my doors open
I'm a ghost when I
Ride, ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride

Lost in the summertime
Windows down
Your hand in mine
Sweeter than your mama's pie
So beautiful
I wanna cry

I know I'm in the wrong sometimes
Why can't you just play along sometimes?
I know I write it wrong sometimes
Why can't you just sing a long sometimes?
Sometimes
I come through all fitted like it's one size
I been getting cut since the lunch line
Make 'em wait on me like a punch line
Yeah, the tank on E
But we got gas
This a blunt ride

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