This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
nerdcore could rise up, it could get elevated...
nerdcore could rise up, it could get elevated...
[MC Frontalot]
nerdcore used to be just a made-up word (what occurred?)
MCs shied away from belief; rest assured:
they sleep hard no longer. We deliver the hits
that give the kids with the spectacles spectacular fits!
I seen one nerd foam at the mouth in his glee
It was me, in the mirror, rhyming, brushing my teeth.
And now the heezy we’s off don’t babble 300 baud.
I get no error while compiling my rhyme. the slipshod
rap stylings of the hip kids continue to vex;
they get sex, money, power, but their jams are like flecks
of sea foam against the great reef of my boredom.
I seen ‘em trying to act cool; ignored ‘em.
scored some geeked out beats and a mic.
some jugglers I kick it with don’t even know I rap - it’s alright.
for soon the whole nerdcore will congregate
in culmination of the monkey going acaudate.
the nerdcore could rise up, it could get elevated
oh and wouldn’t all of those tough rappers hate it
if the nerdcore rose up and got elevated?
we consider the possibleness of this not overstated.
[Jesse Dangerously]
We put our styles in the blender and the tape on our spectacles
We compile the assembler; we'd each make a respectable
Egon Spengler; your despicable heckling, snide remarks make it
all the more delectable to mark a Jeckyl & Hyde departure from the
Larger norm or previous status quo, the clever dicks
like us apply the baddest flow to limericks, and that is no mere
Rhetoric. We don't just wreck shop, we mop the shop floor
With rappers who romanticize their third eyes when we've got four
Each, and we exceed your reach, we're world wide
Webslingers with the combined military might of the Girl Guides
Dead ringers for the Lone Gunmen, or maybe Jonathan, Andrew and
Warren from Season Six of BtVS, we're geniuses and we're devious!
We're seen as fresh on the BBS where we write graf in ASCII files
With nasty styles and blinking blocks, this ain't your father's Lincoln Logs!
The Frontalot ownz j00, and Stephen Hawking r0x0rs
We're not even talking solely to cats with argyle in their sock drawers!
Our styles got the top score spot, yours did not, sorry!
Stick to the shockwave games, lickin' shots at the top
Forty! . I made my own Doom .wads, dickwad,
My own sprites and .mus files, I stayed home nights.
the nerdcore could rise up, it could get elevated
oh and wouldn’t all of those tough rappers hate it
if the nerdcore rose up and got elevated?
we consider the possibleness of this not overstated.
[MC Hawking]
Nerd, when you say it, you'd best say it with awe
Cause I'm the type of nerd that will bust your jaw
A nerdcore player, I've payed my dues
Got large suspension and chromed-out shoes
Hear ye, hear ye, in case you ain't heard
Twenty-ought-five be the year of the nerd
Nerdcore gonna be crazy large
And in the end, I see, bitch, the nerd's in charge
We bust more rhymes than Theodore Geisel did
Got more game than a 2600
For punk MCs who play or hate,
We got one word: *exterminate!*
Just a matter of time 'fore we're household names
So you'd best suck up now before fortune and fame
Put our asses out of reach of your quivering lips
As we ride to the top on a nerdcore tip.
nerdcore could rise up, it could get elevated
oh and wouldn’t all of those tough rappers hate it
if the nerdcore rose up and got elevated?
we consider the possibleness of this not overstated.
[MC Frontalot]
and I know that possibleness is not a cromulent word;
every syllable injected is intended as the one you heard
(an absurd juxtaposition of mission and goal).
frontalot: about to roll
his diploma up tight and smoke it.
nerdcore’s about to sit there unless you poke it.
you wanna prod it? see if it’ll kick?
while the smart kids calculate the hip-hop shit?
got a vast network of subversives & criminals
who sit in front the screens, all heedless of ridicule.
these days the complexion cleared up but the rhyming remains.
still ain’t nobody knows my name
and I think the same thought with great regularity:
that I’m the best MC that I can bear to be
and I’m scared to be either doper or dorkier.
bound for the high road even if it looks forkier...
nerdcore could rise up, it could get elevated
oh and wouldn’t all of those tough rappers hate it
if the nerdcore rose up and got elevated?
we consider the possibleness of this not overstated.
nerdcore could rise up, it could get elevated...
[MC Frontalot]
nerdcore used to be just a made-up word (what occurred?)
MCs shied away from belief; rest assured:
they sleep hard no longer. We deliver the hits
that give the kids with the spectacles spectacular fits!
I seen one nerd foam at the mouth in his glee
It was me, in the mirror, rhyming, brushing my teeth.
And now the heezy we’s off don’t babble 300 baud.
I get no error while compiling my rhyme. the slipshod
rap stylings of the hip kids continue to vex;
they get sex, money, power, but their jams are like flecks
of sea foam against the great reef of my boredom.
I seen ‘em trying to act cool; ignored ‘em.
scored some geeked out beats and a mic.
some jugglers I kick it with don’t even know I rap - it’s alright.
for soon the whole nerdcore will congregate
in culmination of the monkey going acaudate.
the nerdcore could rise up, it could get elevated
oh and wouldn’t all of those tough rappers hate it
if the nerdcore rose up and got elevated?
we consider the possibleness of this not overstated.
[Jesse Dangerously]
We put our styles in the blender and the tape on our spectacles
We compile the assembler; we'd each make a respectable
Egon Spengler; your despicable heckling, snide remarks make it
all the more delectable to mark a Jeckyl & Hyde departure from the
Larger norm or previous status quo, the clever dicks
like us apply the baddest flow to limericks, and that is no mere
Rhetoric. We don't just wreck shop, we mop the shop floor
With rappers who romanticize their third eyes when we've got four
Each, and we exceed your reach, we're world wide
Webslingers with the combined military might of the Girl Guides
Dead ringers for the Lone Gunmen, or maybe Jonathan, Andrew and
Warren from Season Six of BtVS, we're geniuses and we're devious!
We're seen as fresh on the BBS where we write graf in ASCII files
With nasty styles and blinking blocks, this ain't your father's Lincoln Logs!
The Frontalot ownz j00, and Stephen Hawking r0x0rs
We're not even talking solely to cats with argyle in their sock drawers!
Our styles got the top score spot, yours did not, sorry!
Stick to the shockwave games, lickin' shots at the top
Forty! . I made my own Doom .wads, dickwad,
My own sprites and .mus files, I stayed home nights.
the nerdcore could rise up, it could get elevated
oh and wouldn’t all of those tough rappers hate it
if the nerdcore rose up and got elevated?
we consider the possibleness of this not overstated.
[MC Hawking]
Nerd, when you say it, you'd best say it with awe
Cause I'm the type of nerd that will bust your jaw
A nerdcore player, I've payed my dues
Got large suspension and chromed-out shoes
Hear ye, hear ye, in case you ain't heard
Twenty-ought-five be the year of the nerd
Nerdcore gonna be crazy large
And in the end, I see, bitch, the nerd's in charge
We bust more rhymes than Theodore Geisel did
Got more game than a 2600
For punk MCs who play or hate,
We got one word: *exterminate!*
Just a matter of time 'fore we're household names
So you'd best suck up now before fortune and fame
Put our asses out of reach of your quivering lips
As we ride to the top on a nerdcore tip.
nerdcore could rise up, it could get elevated
oh and wouldn’t all of those tough rappers hate it
if the nerdcore rose up and got elevated?
we consider the possibleness of this not overstated.
[MC Frontalot]
and I know that possibleness is not a cromulent word;
every syllable injected is intended as the one you heard
(an absurd juxtaposition of mission and goal).
frontalot: about to roll
his diploma up tight and smoke it.
nerdcore’s about to sit there unless you poke it.
you wanna prod it? see if it’ll kick?
while the smart kids calculate the hip-hop shit?
got a vast network of subversives & criminals
who sit in front the screens, all heedless of ridicule.
these days the complexion cleared up but the rhyming remains.
still ain’t nobody knows my name
and I think the same thought with great regularity:
that I’m the best MC that I can bear to be
and I’m scared to be either doper or dorkier.
bound for the high road even if it looks forkier...
nerdcore could rise up, it could get elevated
oh and wouldn’t all of those tough rappers hate it
if the nerdcore rose up and got elevated?
we consider the possibleness of this not overstated.
Lyrics submitted by UglinessMan
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Damn! No comments at all?!? Wow..
Anyways, I will forever love this song, though I do personally change the lyric "Twenty-ought-five be the year of the nerd" to match whatever year it currently is. Every year is the year of the nerd!!
This song was really the first to teach me that it's okay to be a nerd, and to like hiphop, because I'm not alone in either. Nerdcore for life!! NERD HO!