Luyện nghe bài hát Nerds

I'm a faggot, I'm a
I got a girl's bag and a
I got three friends and a whack-ass
You can judge by the cover it's shitty on the inside
No girls to fuck me, trust me
I give a fuck, don't adjust me
Just, please, your face hole for just one second

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

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

The kid with acne and tons of 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 the circle of jerks all circle-jerking?
I need Fuck no
Quoth the Raven? No, Poe
Ah, I'm bitchin', listen
They don't know what they're
For instance, I like poetry, I instruments
we have similar interests
But no fall-balls, no balls fall
Just sit and scrawl on the stall
At three PM I
That shit like applause

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

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

She stood in and got cut
out, got cut
Loved art, but the got cut
Then she got numb and she only felt 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 Proactiv packed inside his
I got back, kid

I know bad, kid
I got back, kid