[Verse 1: disc master?]
My name is disc master smoke a bitch nerd rapper historian
Rock like Amadeus chant like Gregorian
Listen up, there's a lot to the story
If name was Shawn Stone I would 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 adept 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 porno 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