Luyện nghe bài hát Geek

Chorus: pickin on me. Because I'm a geek. I'm strange to you. You're strange to me. Well, one of these days. I'm gonna pack heat.
Your brains on the wall. My face, my on tv.

They dissipate the pungent of a power holder.
Sand kickers sixty clicks upon the sonar.
They're gonna fold me over like a trapper folder.
If this was D&D, see me jump into a portal.
I'm a geek, g double e k.
I meet my in the basement about every day.
Card table, comic books, and of coke.
That we out our nose after a Star Wars joke.
We got style.
Tape on our glasses, on our faces and hair on our asses.
Shiny shoes, buckles and pocket protectors.
Tricked out packs like my main man Venkman's.
We got problems, the jocks.
The SUV suckers with class on their cocks.
Otherwise known as the motherfuckers the tit.
If I was wolverine, you'd my knuckles go snikt.
I'm not perfect, the b4 picture of Parker.
I always trip and drop my in front of the girl that always sparkles.
I got brains, B's and C's.
I got a grade point higher than Hendrix on New Year's Eve.

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Don't with a geek, just 'cause he got a gift.
You get in my way bitch you get a Vulcan pinch.
One I didn't go to sleep, up playin' Risk.
At dawn, I won, got dominance.
But it in the hallway it's different shit.
Can't get my open and my pants are always split.
Can't seem to catch a ride, can't get a date.
But in my 7 of 9 thinks I'm great.
night bites, primadonnas prevail.
I'm at home reciting lines the Holy Grail.
Stuffed nose, and some glands.
Never, kissed, never been holding hands.
Just, my biscuits over Britney in a bubble bath.
Darth Vader with inhalers, in case my collapse.
The died from a heart attack
You may advance and yo, I your armor class.
Being a geek, it so bad.
I get laid, I got Japanime stashed.
And a mind jam packed sci-fi facts.
rocked, Dynobots kick ass.

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