Transmeta Corporation was an American fabless semiconductor company based in Santa Clara, California. It developed low power x86 compatible microprocessors based on a VLIW core and a software layer called Code Morphing Software.
Code Morphing Software consisted of an interpreter, a runtime system and a dynamic binary translator. x86 instructions were first interpreted one instruction at a time and profiled, then depending upon the frequency of execution of a code block, CMS would progressively generate more optimized translations.
The VLIW core implemented features specifically designed to accelerate CMS and translations. Among the features were support for general speculation, detection of memory aliasing and detection of self modifying x86 code.
The combination of CMS and the VLIW core allowed for the achievement of full x86 compatibility while maintaining performance and reducing power consumption.
Transmeta was founded in 1995 by Bob Cmelik, Dave Ditzel, Colin Hunter, Ed Kelly, Doug Laird, Malcolm Wing and Greg Zyner.
[A.G.]
Yeah, yeah (you Must be Strong), gotta be strong nigga,
only the strong will survive,
I got fourteen in, niggas think i'm playing, yo Tommy Tee what's popping,
Yo mommy, yo Dave, paris in the house, D.I.T. signal.
You know what i mean, yeah yo AD where you at (RI)
Will will the ave low row nine fifty (Yes in Norway)
[Verse 1: A.G.]
The first six months of my life i was hooked to a respirator,
Probably gods way of giving me extra flavor,
2 years later I'm blowing out K, and they said it wouldn't happen
so we got it on tape,
That night cousin came throught the fire escape,
stole some money even ate the swan on the plate,
He was stressin, i seen the lines in his face,
Next time i seen him was online at his weight.
At six the youngest nigga trying to get laid,
Sixteen the youngest nigga trying to get paid,
At ten years old is when i first got played,
Little cutie from the project she even wore fade,
At fourteen I had pussy on my mind,
Couldn't concentrate dick hard all the time,
At seventeen that's when the shit got real,
I got a taste of jail and the tast is stale i'm thinking.
[Chorus: The Loudmouf Choir & A.G.]
You Must Be Strong, (No doubt niggas)
You Must Be Strong, (I came a long motherfucking way dawg)
You Must Be Strong, (And i got a long motherfucking way to go)
You Must Be Strong, (You feeling me)
[Verse 2: A.G.]
At nineteen back to jail grant death order,
Bullshit charge but i ain't coming to court though,
And as faith would have it hooked up with Lord Finesse the same year and
recorded a classic (A ghetto bastard)
My pops was never there so they laughed at my gear, And this was every
year.
New clothes was old clothes shit was golly,
Shoot souls, had hoes, socks was bloody,
And the bitches that i liked, they didn't like me,
And now it can't be the shoes then again it might be,
What they didn't now, there's not another like me,
But all had changed once I sold a diamond,
They killed L, they killed O, they killed Hans,
They killed Shaka, they killed Pop, they killed Papa,
Shook ones, look son they took pun,
I won't stop you understand when a hook come.
[Chorus/Outro: The Loudmouf Choir & A.G.]
You Must Be Strong, (This is that shit here, this is that pain)
You Must Be Strong, (Pain mage great music they told me)
You Must Be Strong, (R.I.P to all my niggas)
You (Jam Master Jay) Must Be Strong, (All my niggas alive dawg i feel ya)
You (trigga tone) Must Be Strong (For real nigga my man A rivera)
You Must Be Strong (Yo L if it wasn't for you i probably would've stopped
already dawg)
(Andre The Giant) You Must Be Strong (I forgot about him huh)
(Alright) You Must Be Strong, (It's time to wake your fucking ass up dawg,