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Buck 65 - Attack of the Nerds lyrics
"I'm 65 I'm not retirin'" I don't care about you're tippy tappy typist The happy hippies tryin' ta say that you're the hypest Yeah you can spell but your soul is made of silicon You got no skeleton, you're talkin on the telephone That's why I'm off the hook, and I'm on stage with Moka Only In style city, makin people smile pretty Or else I'm at the race track with Prince Vince for instance Been doin this thing since we were infants listen I don't play, not with kiddies and card sharks Naw, North American man, I like titties and car parts And study star charts and cloud formations, meticulous Religious, its rather ridiculous Really though I'm playin xylophone on your sister's ribs Pickin out Christmas decorations with Mr. Dibbs Shootin pool with Kid Koala talkin bout our girlfriends Rollin with the Molemen til the day the world ends And why not, I gotta lotta love and some airmiles One of the best hairstyles slash fashion combinations And conversations with Greg Nice in Austin, Texas I'm off the checklist, life on the road is often reckless Startin the day off right with some Cap'N Crunch Chomp, later on me and Swamp'll grab some lunch Probably, walkin til my legs get wobbly Don't put your hands in the air its not a robbery Don't say ho unless you're wearin a toupee I'm gettin together with the Stero on Tuesday Shoppin for shoes, I can't stop the bleedin Where's Top Speed when you need em huh? I'm callin Jimmy Castor to get me past the recipes The rest of these referees and rest in peace indefinitley I'm desperately lookin for the perfect beat to break in half My back is killin me, and I really need to take a bath It makes me laugh, some of these kid tactics are drastic Just ask Cut Chemist from Jurassic Meanwhile, me and Slug are doin arts and crafts Drawin charts and graphs with my friends from the Livin Legends I'm out here with Styles of Beyond playin frisbee Until we get dizzy then we go and get a freezie Point is I'm easy goin, no need to hide for But some folks really need to get outside more You can't chop wood with an axe made of words Its attack of the nerds 2001 |
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