Luyện nghe bài hát Geek

Chorus: Stop 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.

dissipate the pungent odor of a power holder.
Sand kickers comin' sixty clicks the sonar.
They're gonna fold me over like a trapper folder.
If this was D&D, you'd see me into a portal.
I'm a geek, spelled g e k.
I meet my boys in the basement about day.
Card table, comic books, and of coke.
That we blow out our nose a Star Wars joke.
We got style.
Tape on our glasses, zits on our faces and on our asses.
Shiny shoes, belt buckles and protectors.
out back packs like my main man Venkman's.
We got problems, the jocks.
The SUV suckers class rings on their cocks.
Otherwise as the motherfuckers touchin' 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 tray in front of the girl 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 fuck with a geek, just he got a gift.
You get in my way bitch you get a neck pinch.
One night I 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 locker open and my are always split.
Can't to catch a ride, can't ever get a date.
But in my 7 of 9 thinks I'm great.
Prom bites, primadonnas prevail.
I'm at home reciting from the Holy Grail.
Stuffed nose, and some glands.
Never, been kissed, been holding hands.
Just, bust my biscuits over in a bubble bath.
Darth Vader with inhalers, in case my collapse.
The dragon died a heart attack
You may advance and yo, I your armor class.
Being a geek, it so bad.
I can't get laid, I got stashed.
And a mind jam packed with facts.
rocked, Dynobots kick ass.

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