Kirk Crumpler - Rodney the Geek lyrics

[ VERSE 1 ] Let me tell a little story 'bout a friend that I got His name's Rodney, a geek, he hangs at the spot You know the type, real shy, thick gla**es and all Goofy, kinda pudgy, 'bout 5 ft. tall He was a moron, a pest, but his ways were good I know you probably had this kind in your neighborhood If you do you should listen and listen well To the story 'bout Rodney I'm about to tell Frat party at the college, Rodney got ill Uninvited but excited so he had to chill Two kegs inside and a posse of girls While Rodney stood goofy like Rocky the Squirrel Couldn't dance, couldn't wiggle if you want the truth About his fogged up gla**es and a missing tooth He was a failure, and it showed in his face But he was always on time and never late To the grooves, but they wouldn't let him in And Rodney'd get ill when the party begann I'd always hear strange stories of the things he'd say He got mad and threw his gla**es at one DJ But the party went on and so did Rodney's life Who walked home in a blur and didn't sleep that night He's Rodney He's Rodney the geek He's Rodney Rodney the geek [ VERSE 2 ] Rodney kept a B average, he was good in school But his one and only problem was bein cool While everyone drove Cougars Rodney drove a bug And often got into fights with the flatland thugs There was at least ten of them in the flatland bunch And they all forced Rodney to buy them lunch They took his Rolex, man, a Christmas gift That's when Rodney decided to make a shift School transfers didn't work and neither did the cops But Rodney knew one day this would have to stop So a newspaper ad brought Rodney some life Be cool plus learn karate and the cla** is at night So he dialed the number but he failed to see The three fat zeros where it stated the fee Rodney's bank account empty now he's outta luck Cause to take the course it cost a thousand bucks He's Rodney Rodney the geek He's Rodney Rodney the geek [ VERSE 3 ] He tried a new wardrobe and a brand new hat And for the flatland thugs he carried a gat It was peace shooter, just a .25 automatic But anything was cool just to calm the static He went to school the next morning, he was feelin great And for the flatland bunch at lunch he'd wait With his Fila suit he was way too live Standin in the cafeteria with his chrome .25 But there was somethin about the thugs he did not know Under all of those coats were big .44's So when they strove to take a stand Pain, strife and trouble in his life again But yet he pulled his gun, his hand shiverin and shakin His Fila suit and his hat were taken He fired in the air once but then he paused And ran to the office in his polka dot drawers He's Rodney Rodney the geek He's Rodney Rodney the geek [ VERSE 4 ] He was expelled from school for carryin a gat Got to the parking lot and his tires were flat Polka dot underwear and his vehicle stuck? No triple A car, boy, you're outta luck He hopped in his car, rolled his windows tight And that's where Rodney slept that night I went to school the next day, they towed his car away And in the back of my mind I hear Rodney say... "I'm not a geek!" Rodney the geek Rodney the geek I hear he's doin well, he's moved out the hood He's got a couple of friends, and man, that's good Cause even though he was a geek he's stil my pal And Rodney, if you're out there, I wish you well He's Rodney Rodney the geek He's Rodney (Hahaha) Rodney the geek Yeah Rodney was a partner of mine, you know what I'm sayin? I wanna send this shout-out to all the geeks All the squares, you know what I'm sayin? Don't attempt to be hard, be what you are, man Be yourself, cause that's what time it is Peace He's Rodney Rodney the geek