Part of Another

Z hit the scene like he own the place
He on the mic nerdrockin' like it always been the case
Pack the house, keep it poppin'
Give the world a taste
Til we runnin' out of inventory space
Snare hit — go!
Call to arms!
Excite Bike Bass
Arpeggiators on
You got the samples, bend the tone
Like Lionel Richie we goin' all night long
If you want, you can have it
Call it skill or force of habit
With the music gettin' juicy
You can almost reach and grab it
Girls bounce along to that rhythm and wrong
Wii never gettin' fit if we never get it on
Got a potion of love that I’m lookin' to quaff
And if you hoppin' on this train then I wanna get off
Gonna force push it down your throat like rent
Force pull it til all my midi-chlorians are spent
Show me the rope (you know what I mean)
Extended edition, deleted scenes
All that stuff in the theaters you weren’t allowed to see
Alternate endings, bonus feats
Jack Dewey in hand as we cut to the chase
Z bring the party, now DJ blast that bass
Blast that bass
Zilla, he up the game with a modicum of class
Who make the beats? Like you have to ask
We got Willennium sound with that 8-bit groove
Results are in and your mom approved
Of that spit-to-hit ratio, bringin' it back
With a style they try to copy/pasta
Outspoken, not outmatched
They try to tell me nerdcore never gonna last
Well don’t compare me to the other trash
Got beats so thick, keep you fed for days
With a tongue so quick, bound to amaze
Lyrics droppin' faster than the stock exchange
We play the name-drop game
Show the people in the back of our heads
Made a steady decision
Derive a change from the oldschool, make the transition
To plans that would cause upstart
In addition
Simultaneous dated and loved, like ColecoVision
Show a little love! This is the start of
Something that you could be another part of
People in awe of
While those that sat in unrepentant previous judgement
Wonder where the meter indicating what’s cool went
Your glass is empty, we be fillin' it up
With the volume that we bring
You gonna need a bigger cup
We got verse polysyllabic paired with that nerdcore flow
When Z get on the mic he outta control
Pause for refrain
Simmer down again
Blast that bass and bubble it up for the win
Blast that bass
Zilla, he up the game with a modicum of class
Who make the beats? Like you have to ask
We got Willennium sound with that 8-bit groove
Results are in and your mom approved
Of that spit-to-hit ratio, bringin' it back
With a style they try to copy/pasta
Outspoken, not outmatched
They try to tell me nerdcore never gonna last
Well don’t compare me to the other trash
8-bit Bass and a nerdcore flow
Dewey and Jack and he ready to go
ThinkTank via Makeshift Machine
It’s not about the loot — it’s about the XP
8-bit Bass and a nerdcore flow
Dewey and Jack and he ready to go
ThinkTank via Makeshift Machine
It’s not about the loot — it’s about the XP