($ucks** and Tanning Chatum aka Dong Shula of Former Fat Boys) It's the return of the fat kid The dork strikes back I'm a brand new hope When these clones attack A phantom menace Now I've returned Witness the rebirth This is the revenge of the nerd The fat kids back The fat kid has returned Picking up chicks 'Cause all the fat he burned Still a nerd f** what you heard I'll emerge King of the suburbs And lord of the Adwords Nerdier than Star Wars geekier than Star Trek Getting rides to PAX like mom we there yet? Punt me, DoS me, I ain't leaving I'll be hawking CDs like my name was Steven Shooting some aliens like I'm Spaceman Spiff Send 'em swimming with the fishes down with MC Chris 'Cause no one ever says: get good grades You can get straight A's Its ok 'Cause one day those A's will get you laid 'Cause one day those A's will get you paid 'Cause one days those A's will make you great Then you can rub that sh** in everyone's face (Hook: Former Fat Boys, MC Lars, Beefy) We've been pushed down in the dirt We've been the source of your burns Physically and emotionally hurt We've heard all sorts of harsh words Teased 'cause we're fat or we're squirts Gotten blood on our Yoda shirts We think its time that you learn We think its time that you heard We think its time we stood up We think its time we return We think its time we were heard This is the revenge of the nerds (Beefy) Keithy Keithy he's so beefy He sat down and squashed the city He's half cow and half a Beener Neener neener neener Been pushed and I pushed back Throw downs at the gym track Where I smash 'em with the backpack Kids wanna bring the big man down Make me hit the ground Make a big man sound It's no wonder that I hit the stage And let the nerdy rage Spill off the page But still inside me is that lonely kid that Who's just way too pissed because he's always hit just Just jot it down with a pad and a pen - If I wore a trench coat you'd take me seriously then Why I don't get mad when other rappers diss Because I heard better fat jokes at the age of six So talk your smack behind my back You better watch out because I'm on the attack And they kick and they punch and they taunt and they spit Now they're all pissed off cause I'm big on the net, go! (Hook) (MC Lars) Once upon a time I wrote a rhyme And this line, it defined what was mine so benign, now it's always rap time Filling the hole I wish I knew You can't please everyone This much is true cause 'Cause people said this, people said that, people said you're nerdy on the mic when you rap Who cares what they say when it's never that smart To see your worth in how people judge your art So show after show yo, I got addicted To being on stage so unrestricted Finally found peace and serenity in a post-modern identity Now I rap for me And I can't go wrong Lots of kids with RhymeTorrents with opinions on my songs I'm here to lyrically a**isinate the mediocre Stake to your heart r.i.p, Bram Stoker! (YTCracker) I'm murderous now Oh so solid But back in the day I was a little awkward Now in magazines Watching my scene Explode Unfold And the future holds Everything that I dreamed about The full count Sermon on the mount, come and hear me shout All about nerd pride and "what's inside" That sticks in the hearts and minds of the people Back then, when the kids were evil I plotted and revenge now I laugh last I came up in the game just oh quick fast Now I see these people from my past And they ask how did you do it? How did you come up in the game so fluid? I planned this, planned to ninja vanish on all the haters Now I command this, command this (Hook x2)