[Verse 1: Gameboy Jones]
They looking at me like "yo he 'bout to bust, dang"
And this beats a slapper, I'mma snap just like I'm Mustang
Bust bang, making 'em chicken with a Combusken
Bout to go Berserk, so all these people call me Guts then
Man it's looking like a hollow night, with Hollow Knight
You soft, like you Mallow Sprite
And with geeks on the mic we unite to make All-Might
Lungs like Iron Man, check my Arc light
This is a chypher, I'm slicing it up like Schyther
A fighter, they call me Stryker with girl like C. Viper
Yeah, with a lax flow but, I'm a Mac Pro
Winter is coming so these rhymes are like some packed snow
I'm the one, like the Xbox, check the text block
You just sitting there, like my desktop
And I'm bout to blow up, like ya boy's got Samsung
That dude's hot, like the new game Anthem

[Verse 2: Nerdout (NemRaps)]
The situation is hairy like a Bilbo foot
Got you saying "Mr Stark, I don't feel so good"
I'll throw a moon at you then I'll laugh when it crashes
I'll snap on this beat and make half of you turn to ashes
Damn, you came this close, hey
Bout to knock you off the map like an Impulse 'Nade
No pass, no umbrella, no parachutes
Only thing left was a crater and a pair of shoes
Watch where you step, because here comes another challenger
No comparison, we are of a different caliber
Beats is dope, got your head nodding in agreeance
Like a giant hungry Titan, homie holler when you see him
Man, you out here popping pills while i'm popping power pellets
And your crew'll turn to ghosts when I walk walk in your direction
You don't want no smoke, like a broken detector
This another hit man, Agent 47
You heard this impervious, gritty nerd spit
Over bass hitting harder than a spinning bird kick
Yeah I ride for my dawg, you can call me John Wick
Baba Yega on anybody who try to stop this
[Verse 3: JT Music]
When will everybody stop telling me to get a job?
Your mind's rotting with eye's sunken you messy slob
Up to my neck in student debt, but I'll pay it off
Cause I chose to play Xbox instead of lacrosse
Haters make like Mario and pipe down
Don't you try to one-up me, I got a life now
Started from the bottom talking NES
But with next-gen level tech I gotta genuflect
Heard on Nerdcore, Alex Trebek knows
Losers, in other words, Wrecked, oh
Well if you think that geeks have killed rap
Then we'll clap back with Hip-Hop's Dawn of the Dead bro
Forget bars, lay a Fus-ro-dah down
Call it bomb-dropping because I love the Fallout
Any MLG rappers, are you standing proud
Todd Howard status, who's laughing now

[Verse 4: Dan Bull]
I was bullied at school, pushed and punched in the head
Head down, shuffling to the lunchroom with dread
Targeted for being in the after-school science club
But these hyenas were dealing with a lion cub
Every geek in every school's a well of potential deep
Heated up enough and it'll well up eventually
The energy is benign it could be positive or negative
Depends on the environment we foster for these clever kids
Weather they split the atom or just end up with a severed wrist
An idle mind without an opportunity is devilish
I had a difficult time cause I was on the spectrum
A lot of shit stuck inside and upon reflection
The more I'd try to fit in the more I'd stand out
I just wanted to belong, didn't want a hand-out
Tough luck, cause they didn't want a handout
I might as well start a one-man gang now
It seems so obvious now, but then it didn't strike me
Why would I wanna be their pal if they didn't like me
It isn't likely that I'm the only one in this boat
So keep in mind you're not alone and you're gonna float