Nerdcore Revolution #Nerdcore

We look through history as if we’re the exception
when in reality we’re the responsible.

Wearing a mask as we run our mouths at societies drinking fountain,
segregated and separated the televisions warped our mind.

Freedom is forgotten in place of security through falsified fear,
Manipulation and illusion become the defense for our discomfort.

Where o where are the revolutionaries and the preachers,
Where are the freedom fighters and nerdcore hiphop musicians.

Many clap for the new president forgetting the realities surrounding,
Whether red or blue, half the countries ready to mentally surrender.

Politics shaped like checkerboard as they go back and forth,
keeping you mesmerized for 4 more years is all they have to do.

Allowing the rich and wealthy to regulate our life under a ruse,
no one cares as they turn on the super bowl and go for an occult caribbean cruise.

Reality slides behind an illusion that many fight to maintain,
their status and life all balanced perfectly on a pyramid of lies.

Where o where are the revolutionaries and the preachers,
Where are the freedom fighters and nerdcore hiphop musicians.

Many warriors slain by lust or pride the illusion continues on every screen,
no one willing to risk their sackless job to stand up and fight you join their team.

Selling out for a few sheckles with adsense as you put on your speech mouth cover,
self censorship’s becomes normalized as big brother pats you on the shoulder.

Violent revolution would lead us to a twin system of our current oppression,
our words with no meaning or value in a fog of war through depression.

Grown men seeking validation on social media like a Japanese school girl,
begging for an internet audience and likes with their metaphorical tiddies out.

Where o where are the revolutionaries and the preachers,
Where are the freedom fighters and nerdcore hiphop musicians.

Driving down the back road late at night, man,
Left the Audi at home cruisin’ in the propane powered van.

It’s cheaper than gas and I’m saving up for that 32 GB of Ram,
You know what it is, here in nerdville we got our priorities right, fam.

Really just tired of a broken system sucking me dry,
I’d rather be playing video games gettin’ high.

Society forces me into a box of unrelenting conformity,
When I just want to be left alone and live in harmony.

Can’t even sell raw milk or eggs as a homesteader,
Forced to the plantation to work for the slave master.

Our individualism thrown in a fire bin to roast,
Rather than used to ferment our thought like compost.

My buddy just picked up a fat sack of Blue Dream,
I need some enhancers because later I’ll have to carry my team.

I’m a gamer my dude, and I enjoy fighting online crime,
When the terrorists plant a bomb I have no choice but to try.

Whether I’m building a colony of survivors or saving the world,
my creativity is free to cruise along with the high beams on.

Instead of pulling over for a police K-9 unit,
I hit the turbo and launch an EMP to disable their automobile.

Running and gunning on the way to my secret lair,
AI can’t keep up because I’m an old school video game player.

Reality trying to give me jail time and a felony,
But I’m just a nerd farmer trying to make a living.

5 a.m. my rooster lets me know it’s time to wake and pave the road,
Society sucks me back to the plantation like a fly abducted by a toad.

Another day in the office upholding the system,
Looking at my boss I just wanna shove a fist’en’em.

Fuck it I can’t do this anymore,
I’m packing my shit and movin’ to Mexico.

Andale Andale Amigo #Nerdcore

In today’s world many try to use fabricated terms to insults me,
conspiracy theorist, crazy, nerd loco they try and sting me like a bee.

I can’t help but laugh as I stick my hand in the jar of honey,
they live a shallow life believing in the system as they chase fiat currency.

Hiding behind internet avatars as they dish out their hate,
treading water their life is meaningless as they take my bait.

Andale andale amigo it’s time to wake up.

They think they know me as their sociopathy starts to foment,
when their insults slide off they fall into self torment.

What you fail to realize little homie is I bite back,
like a shark circling it’s prey your dog bark doesn’t pack.

Que onda pendejo, you can’t take out an og internet troll,
you’re nothing but a systematic stripper dancing on a poll.

Andale andale amigo it’s time to wake up.

Insulting me for questioning the media made narrative,
your delusional mindset is becoming a global imperative.

Matter of fact why don’t you put on your mouth cover before speaking to me,
I don’t want to catch whatever bullshit you’ve injected yourself with.

Pretending your intelligent as you gobble up another state sponsored agenda,
trying to send your crew at me I dropped em all as I score another penta.

Andale andale amigo it’s time to wake up.

Coming at me with that tuna mentality I wonder donde estan tus huevos maricon,
I’m busy creating an army of nerds for the rebellion like a modern day Genghis Khan.

You wanna to step into the ring with me you better bring your head gear,
after a few slaps to the dome you’ll running out the door in fear.

What you don’t seem to realize in this world of real lies,
denial doesn’t save you from reality it’s time to open your eyes and analyze.

Andale andale amigo it’s time to wake up.

As you sit online harnessing your anger Ya mi voy por la playa con la banda,
Riding around in a sleigh of propaganda you still believe in lies like Santa.

I take a sip of my tequila with a couple of pretty latinas,
Meanwhile your dancing around on social media like ballerinas.

Let me dip into that cerviche or better yet pass another fish taco,
I keep it real even though I’ve got no flow and that’s my motto.

So if you want to insult me you better come up with a better way,
My mind is always cocked and loaded ready to slay.

Andale andale amigo it’s time to wake up.