Grab your controllers
We about to nerd up
Grab your controllers
We about to nerd up
Grab your controllers
We about to nerd up
We about to nerd up
We about to nerd up
Quickscopes hit home each and every penstroke
Blitz intros and make it stick, like kendo
Leaving any foe spit-roasted in limbo
Game fly and I ain’t talking any of a rental
Off indo and the tito’s, beast mode
Leaving team lobbies feeling dodgy with feet cold
None spared, all swear I gotta use chеat codes
Got em singing like Cee-Lo, that’s tеam goals
In repose but I seem so boisterous
To the point that your boys are gonna need ointment
Got em boiling, ironically poignant
That I’m ending enjoyment off joysticks
No lag switch, hacks, or digging in source code
Tanking hits quicker than you’d get it from Goro (Toro!)
And return more blows, I’m not carrying the team though
So you’d better go and
Grab your controllers
We about to nerd up
Grab your controllers
We about to nerd up (We about to nerd up)
Grab your controllers
We about to nerd up
We about to nerd up (We about to nerd up)
We about to nerd up
A clicker or distraction may sway you
But I’ve gotta get a sense of a gameplay loop
Since PJs, (OJ) grey GameCube
Been a grade A play test ace (X2)
From the beta til the day the server space gets pruned
I’m a slacker (Yates), what I have to prove?
Come to crash your (gates), start bashing a few
To the cortex (hey), what I have to lose?
So I’d better tee off like Wii golf, when I be on
Put my peon-be-gone on when I
Respawn, see eons beyond weak sauce
E-taunts, hey and we keep on
Whether dualshock, joy-con, keyboard, rumble pak
Plug-N-Play, Powerglove, handheld, mo-capped
Cartridge, blu-ray, downloads, even those
Arcade cabinets and tablet apps, just
Grab your controllers
We about to nerd up
Grab your controllers
We about to nerd up (We about to nerd up)
Grab your controllers
We about to nerd up
We about to nerd up (We about to nerd up)
We about to nerd up (We about to nerd up)
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Duck around the bend, shed another skin
Fetch another fish, let me get the fins
Man the torpedoes if you hit the lens
Periscope ascend, there is hope again
There is no pretend, only those percentages
That show that we could score a hit
Pirates come to pillage on your holy gold and glitz
Fire and reload again
Miracle we weren’t burning in the furnace we were moulded in
Rather get the adder than, fed another fib
Led enough to level up and then we’re left to fend
Better us than them though, would’ve choked in the thick smoke
Coming through the broken windows
Every kin in the know knows, you gotta get low, and then
Duck around the bend, shed another skin
Fetch another fish, let me get the fins
Man the torpedoes if you hit the lens
Periscope ascend, there is hope again
There is no pretend, only those percentages
That show that we could score a hit
Pirates come to pillage on your holy gold and glitz
Fire and reload again
Gotcha running and you’re tucking that
Tail between your legs, fail to see the fence
We were on the trail, now there’s no defense
Hold position ho, you will not be told again
You appear as if, as though you may not be boulder dense
Tell us what you know or get, thrown up in the cobra pit
No resisting, we don’t take it slow, so it’s decision making time
We could let you go, or you could join, if so inclined
We could treat you well, but you pull the rug, or you pull the wool
The we pull the nines, ain’t a fool alive that is cool with mine
If they’re seeing us as resources to be utilized, you’ll be euthanized
So are you the scooting type or the new recruit to be scrutinized?
In your shoes then I’d
Shed another skin
Fetch another fish, let me get the fins
Man the torpedoes if you hit the lens
Periscope ascend, there is hope again
There is no pretend, only those percentages
That show that we could score a hit
Pirates come to pillage on your holy gold and glitz
Fire and reload again
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