MC Chris
Geek (intro)
Stop 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 face on tv

They dissipate the pungent odor of a power holder
Sand kickers comin' sixty clicks upon the sonar
They're gonna fold me over like a trapper keeper folder
If this was D&D, you'd see me jump into a portal
I'm a geek
Spelled G double E K
I meet my boys in the basement about every day
A card table, comic books and cans of Coke
That we blow out of our nose after a Star Wars joke
We got style:
Tape on our glasses, zits on our faces, and hair on our asses
Shiny shoes, belt buckles and pocket protectors
Tricked out backpacks like my main man Venkman's
We got problems, namely the jocks:
The SUV suckers with class rings on their cocks
Otherwise known as the motherfuckers touchin the tit
If I was Wolverine, you'd hear my knuckles go, snikt
I'm not perfect, the before picture of Peter Parker
Always trip and drop my tray in front of the girl that always sparkles
I got brains, fuck B's and C's
I got a grade point average higher than Hendrix on New Year's Eve

Stop 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 face on tv

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

Stop 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 face on tv