YTCracker - Miss Information lyrics

[Verse 1: disc master?] My name is disc master smoke a b**h nerd rapper historian Rock like Amadeus chant like Gregorian Listen up, there's a lot to the story My name was Shawn Stone now I play the accordion Let me set you straight So you ain't gotta guess MC Chris's real name is Damien Hess He's the best, correct, most def of nerd core rappers To ever coach the little league team of YTCracker The Spamtec crew and mascara and the pho hawk lack Kevin Perara What? It was the punk rock era Come on contradict me you can't, son, I dare ya [Hook] I get on track with the yes yes y'all I bring it back it with the no, not at all I fill your head with oblique catch-alls Miss Information is smart, big tits and tall What kind of girl is Miss? You can't find her She keeps an iPod inside her vagina The cord hangs kind of behind her A little bit of night music in A minor [Verse 2] MC Router rock the 'leet beats and geek speak Benjamin Bear clean the locks like neat freaks We keep Optimus Rhyme with heat seek And I never joined a frat because I hate greeks What's the problem my son It seems that you've met my friend Ultraklystron He's a werewolf bygone Can't stand Japanese animation Megaman in a p**no shop Futuristic Sex Robots with hip hop style I came to rock the shlock jock With the trackball sticky from the Peppermint Schnapps I never get my screen names blocked Flipped the K-line on the IRC cop And you know I got this track locked Track like Link boomerang in a knocked to rock [Repeat hook] The heavyweight web comic artist to order Rhyming nerd style from south of the border YT kin with the skin disorder You better stop aside for the big man I mean he jacked like an elephant Ground beneath he Shake the earth when he moves his feet he Never touched a vegetable green and leafy I want to give it up to my main man, MC Plus+ [Verse 3: MC Plus+] Alice is sending her message to bob Protecting that.. wait, wrong song [Verse 4] 'leet geek beat were created in a test tube And my friend Monzy is actually Ice Cube And we met one another up at MIT Where we studied the art of rhyming from Beefy And if you know that MC Frontalot is actually a parrot Who had his DNA spliced with that of a ferret In the mad science lab of doctor MC Hawking He's the puppet master of Frontalot's squawking No lies, Optimus Rhyme we're actually cyborgs Who used to go by the name [?] Warlord Curse put on MC Chris That will finish after true love's first kiss It's hard to be a rapper and an amputee That's why I have so much respect for Jesse Dangerously This has all been facts no jokes and no lying The greatest rapper in the world is mister Shell Reily [Verse 5] Whose Shell Reily? This one here done a whole lot of tracks yet nobody cared But he keeps coming back like he's learning impaired With the MC Chris and the Frontalot hair [Verse 6] I could mumble I humble my sentence sentience I was consumed by a taciturn reticence Face-to-face with the man who set precedents For nerd style and geek rock excellence Using physics he could tell I was sick So he opened his mouth and produced a guitar pick I looked at MC Hawking I picked up his pick and now I can't stop rocking [Repeat hook] What kind of girl is Miss? You can't find her She keeps an iPod inside her vagina The cord hangs kind of behind her A little bit of nerd core hip hop in A minor