Are all nerds as good as you? Yes
Look look! Gander gander
It's the young boy from the Lambda Lambdas
The Land of Lincoln
The Grand Theft Auto: Chicago
Warn all the mics that he's hardcore
And he's thinking, rose bearers to the area
Spotlights, dancers dancers
Pro Tools come in, answer answer
His flow is like the Klu
Klux versus the Panthers haHaaaaa!
Hit the track like a heart attack
Cancer cancer
Boogie Man on the mic and a band of Santas
And the Easter Bunny is the backup dancer
They fainting in the stands
Gotta fan the fans uh
Panties on the stage and
The pampers of grandmas
Cause they love the way that
I pamper the grammar moon Man
Strutting down the ramp of the lander
Was nuts with the cane, Planters Planters
Adjust my frames, tamper tamper
I'm real, they Seinfeld
They ain't talking 'bout nothing
George Castanza
Louder louder, grander grander
'Cuff a friend
We tell it to 'em like Miranda
The game's in danger, panda panda
Send orders to the reporters
Tell 'em pan the cameras
You might get killed if
You don't listen enough
Well I guess I'm dead cause
I ain't listen to Puff haHaaaaa!
Best believe our system it sucks
And a person like me don't
Believe in assistin' in such
Nah, I be rippin' 'em up
But for every pond there is different ducks
I believe if you participate at a lower level
You can get a lot more things done
Like working with the alderman
But I ain't alterin' this song
To be a political statement
Let's take it back to the basement
To the encore of the sold out tour
The "More, more!"s and the standing ovations
They be standing with more patience than
The county on a Friday
I did it my way, thank them
Lupe Fiasco - Outty 5000 Lyrics
Lupe Fiasco - Outty 5000 Lyrics
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Are all nerds as good as you? Yes
Look look! Gander gander
It's the young boy from the Lambda Lambdas
The Land of Lincoln
The Grand Theft Auto: Chicago
Warn all the mics that he's hardcore
And he's thinking, rose bearers to the area
Spotlights, dancers dancers
Pro Tools come in, answer answer
His flow is like the Klu
Klux versus the Panthers haHaaaaa!
Hit the track like a heart attack
Cancer cancer
Boogie Man on the mic and a band of Santas
And the Easter Bunny is the backup dancer
They fainting in the stands
Gotta fan the fans uh
Panties on the stage and
The pampers of grandmas
Cause they love the way that
I pamper the grammar moon Man
Strutting down the ramp of the lander
Was nuts with the cane, Planters Planters
Adjust my frames, tamper tamper
I'm real, they Seinfeld
They ain't talking 'bout nothing
George Castanza
Louder louder, grander grander
'Cuff a friend
We tell it to 'em like Miranda
The game's in danger, panda panda
Send orders to the reporters
Tell 'em pan the cameras
You might get killed if
You don't listen enough
Well I guess I'm dead cause
I ain't listen to Puff haHaaaaa!
Best believe our system it sucks
And a person like me don't
Believe in assistin' in such
Nah, I be rippin' 'em up
But for every pond there is different ducks
I believe if you participate at a lower level
You can get a lot more things done
Like working with the alderman
But I ain't alterin' this song
To be a political statement
Let's take it back to the basement
To the encore of the sold out tour
The "More, more!"s and the standing ovations
They be standing with more patience than
The county on a Friday
I did it my way, thank them
Look look! Gander gander
It's the young boy from the Lambda Lambdas
The Land of Lincoln
The Grand Theft Auto: Chicago
Warn all the mics that he's hardcore
And he's thinking, rose bearers to the area
Spotlights, dancers dancers
Pro Tools come in, answer answer
His flow is like the Klu
Klux versus the Panthers haHaaaaa!
Hit the track like a heart attack
Cancer cancer
Boogie Man on the mic and a band of Santas
And the Easter Bunny is the backup dancer
They fainting in the stands
Gotta fan the fans uh
Panties on the stage and
The pampers of grandmas
Cause they love the way that
I pamper the grammar moon Man
Strutting down the ramp of the lander
Was nuts with the cane, Planters Planters
Adjust my frames, tamper tamper
I'm real, they Seinfeld
They ain't talking 'bout nothing
George Castanza
Louder louder, grander grander
'Cuff a friend
We tell it to 'em like Miranda
The game's in danger, panda panda
Send orders to the reporters
Tell 'em pan the cameras
You might get killed if
You don't listen enough
Well I guess I'm dead cause
I ain't listen to Puff haHaaaaa!
Best believe our system it sucks
And a person like me don't
Believe in assistin' in such
Nah, I be rippin' 'em up
But for every pond there is different ducks
I believe if you participate at a lower level
You can get a lot more things done
Like working with the alderman
But I ain't alterin' this song
To be a political statement
Let's take it back to the basement
To the encore of the sold out tour
The "More, more!"s and the standing ovations
They be standing with more patience than
The county on a Friday
I did it my way, thank them
Writer: WASALU JACO, DJ ENYCE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group