"This song goes out to those with coke bottle glasses, to all you lonely kids who were the last picked in gym classes. We got your back, detract your malefactors - all you up in the back, unite like Thundercats|Thundercats!"

"Nerdcore hip hop, other rappers run in fear..."

"I got brains, fuck Bs and Cs, I got a grade point average higher than Jimi Hendrix|Hendrix on New Year's Eve!"

"Look, I ain't Thomas Dolby|Thomas Dolby; science doesn't blind me. You think you're smart? Form a line behind me."

"Nerdcore could rise up, it could get elevated; we consider the possibleness of this not overstated."

"Chilling like Hoth|Hoth, they can't touch us with they blasters, we learned at the feet of the masters - it's an old Jedi|Jedi mind trick!"

"Sitting in her room upstairs, watching her wind up the buns in her hair, I declare that I'd like to be Luke Skywalker|Luke - unless that's a little bit too perverted for you."

"My new home is a studio on Cybertron|Cybertron, my peeps are the Autobot|Autobeat poets, fuck the Decepticon|Wackacons!"

"And all you sucker Master of Ceremonies|MCs just can't compare to a Shire (Middle-earth)|Shire b-boy|b-boy with the shaggy hair, we're two hobbit|hobbit rappers with the savoire-faire, Rohirrim|Rohan Riders put your fist in the air!"

"For punk MCs who playa-hate, we got one word: Dalek|EXTERMINATE!"