Luyện nghe bài hát Nerds

I'm a faggot, I'm a
I got a bag and a v-card
I got three and a whack-ass ride
You can judge by the cover cause it's shitty on the
No want to fuck me, trust me
I give a fuck, don't adjust me
Just, please, shut your face for just one second

"Fuck you, faggot. You're so dumb!"
Dumb? I'm the one?
Calm down, Bo. Just to ten
Um, one, two, three, whore - I four
Three, four five, - I mean six
Shit, I quit. I got no
You won, I it
life peaks at graduation
Well,

The faggots, the spastic fat who sit in the back with no one to do their lab with

The kid with acne and of Proactiv packed inside his backpack
I got back, kid

And do you know why, kid, I can rap so
I was reading while you were fucking the Queen
Huddle up reading, no lacrosse
"Huddle up, up."
What? You me

Sorry, bro, did I interrupt the of jerks all circle-jerking?
I need saving? no
Quoth the Raven? No, Poe
Ah, I'm bitchin', listen
don't know what they're missing
For instance, I like poetry, I instruments
Maybe we have interests
But no fall-balls, no balls fall
sit and scrawl on the stall wall
At PM I pause
That shit sounds like

The faggots, the spastic fat chicks who sit in the back with no one to do their lab

The kid with acne and tons of Proactiv packed inside his
I got back, kid.

She in line and got cut
out, got cut
Loved art, but the got cut
Then she got numb and she felt when she knelt and cut

The faggots, the spastic fat chicks who sit in the back with no one to do their lab

The kid with acne and tons of packed inside his backpack
I got back, kid

I know bad, kid
I got back, kid