I'm a gnome warrior and I'm f****** furocious Arms/Fury Spec Even Tauren's Like Oh S*** They could f***** squash me they don't watch where they sit Til my axe hits they a** crack right where it splits On the mic I just spit like I'm in the berserker Stance on these stanzas and you're gonna get hurt, ya Don't stand a chance like my sunder ain't stunnin' I'm up in Nagrand and yell Halaa back youngin! As soon as I charge and at the second I'm flagged My frame rate stalls, what the heck man I'm lagged Dude we're f***** surrounded! B**** I wear plate I was made to be pounded You found it surprising the rate you were dying Don't bother lying I know you were trying QQ More Noob but there's no use in crying You may be Undead but you ain't death-defying Call out and say you got strep All day you level your rep Exalted comes next and thats Nerdcore Next day you go AFK Try to grind through your day On break you find time to play and thats Nerdcore If ever you aggro, yo I got your back bro Fatty always attacks and that's Nerdcore We killin in ill tags Every kid in the guild has Blood'll be spilled cuz that's Nerdcore Man, f*** street cred, I got leet speak geek cred Elite's that we dread give loot like g*** h*** You're better off dead running back from the graveyard If we bump heads, I'm leaving your face scarred Enough with the race card, the Horde hates gnomes You got knees where our face are and you still can't own Notorious Tauren you know you aint tough You cows are so p**** that you're thunder m**** Udderly useless, and no one refutes this Your head pointed at itself shouted out shoot this Truth is even you know that you're lame Cattle in battle? that don't belong in the game Oh now you're a mad cow, don't like Fattymac now Bovine inspiration for just laying the smack down But your hack's down, you can't clown me These guildies are my homies from real life that surround me I'm a proud G, N O to the M E You're laying down traps but you're never gone slow me They're playing my raps but still nobody knows me I don't give a f*** all you heifers can blow me You'll be pushing for 80 til you're pushing up daisies Uninstall the patch and just go back to the dailies I ain't talkin trash but the Lich Wrath gave me Insomnia and only dinging could save me I was begging the GM to crash the realm so I couldn't spend a G on an epic helm Like what the hell, man, I need sleep My boss keeps calling I ain't logged in a week Man showing up for work should be a feat of strength Another 50 points in the achievement bank And I got you to thank for recruiting a friend I got no food in my fridge I got no money to spend If I can't pay my rent they'll evict my a** But I just hit lieutenant up in Wintergrasp And I can't leave WoW alone, the game needs me I belong to the guild I hope my wife don't leave me!

Call out and say you got strep, all day you level your rep/ exalted comes next and that's nerdcore next day you go AFK, and try to grind through your day/ on break you find time to play and that's nerdcore If ever you aggro, yo I got your back bro/ Fatty always attacks and that's nerdcore We killing in ill tags every kid in the guild has/ Blood'll be spilled cuz that's nerdcore I'm a gnome warrior and I'm in the beserker/ stance on these stanzas and you're gonna get hurt, ya/ don't stand a chance like my sunder ain't stunnin'/ I'm up in Nagrand and yell Halaa back youngin'/ A summon's coming through, yea, my crew be wintergrasping/ tenacity's no match when ya faction has no tactics/ blaming lag in party chat has got this cat distracted/ i disattach my battle axe and slap him just to practice (haha)/ shoulda tabbed kid/ clickers can't find me/ you wasted that trap, did you think it would bind me/ nah put the mouse down, drop your headset/ don't target a gnome if you don't know who you mess with/ street cred? no! i got l337 speak geek cred/ elites that we dread see me and see red/ you're better off dead running back from the graveyard/ if we bump heads, i'm leaving your face scarred/ enough with the race card, the Horde hates gnomes/ you got knees where are face are and you still can't own/ notorious tauren, ya'll are udderly useless/ and blood elves are annoying even you won't refute this/ ya orcs are boring and ya trolls are trolls/ i better roll undead if i ever reroll/ and i can't leave WoW alone, the game needs me/ i belong to the guild i hope my wife don't leave me! (repeat chorus)

Chorus: You cowards better scram or you're canned cuz I'm back this overpowered gnome is gonna camp you for practice I don't know how or where but be scared cuz the fact is when Fatty rallies allies with a rap, it's a wrap, kids Trade, I'm in Shatt and I wtb summon (bueler, bueler) What the crap! someone! Beam me up to WIntergrasp, yea, Scrapps coming (That's a 71! What a scrub!) Man I'm gunnin It's all fun and games til an 80 gets done in from a hit from a two handed blade on the blunt end flirt with disaster? of course, i'm here ain't i i plaster my ass to this fast healing draenei and i'm soul stoned, but i stay back wait til you're barely alive to attack grab you & grip you & crit the KB prolly spit on your corpse, i'm pitiful, hate me taunt me, stomp me, Tauren cannot escape me when they graze in the valley of death, up in AV we slay til there's none of them left, every day a the week stay in the cave and AFK cuz your play is weak Alliance wanna scrap with Fatts ain't that beautiful only losers group and then pursue to choose the noobier (It's him! It's him! But he's a her! I guess the shirt is boobier...) Wonder if I take the cake? I'll eat it too I'm fruitier My groupies are cutier 2D nudists from booty bay Who queue in when I queue & clue me in when you on ya way Say your Druid will ruin me til you're blue in the face this game is what you put into it, stupid, I ain't afraid and you losers spewing hate on my YouTube are lame your douchey two cents never gonna add up to change "Scrapps You Ain't Lil Wayne" true but post on your main "You think you tough by rockin chucks and wearing a chain? Gay homo gnome you're like a gnomosexual Play in slow mo gnomo while I set my pet on ya" Blood elf I was expecting ya, my trinkets are go and I'mma go so opposite of soft with my flow Pah-lay-dins? Pah-lah-dins? It's antepenultimate Put em up on the keep walls, we'll be keeping the vault in it You're hardly assaulting it, I guess I'll have a snack Sit back, relax and let my auto-attack attack I might be Jack, yea, Sparrow I'm terrible Embarassingly bad PvPer with wherewithal, but You have heard of me, Savvy? So lay off Purdy please let up with the hate words from bank alts Where are the healers? Might as well HoT me now. I'm the target of target of every target I've found And I'm tabbing around, I know what I gotta do This is my battleground and I got pride in my troops So I'mma see if I can aggro the whole of the Horde Cuz my pencil and raps are more epic than my sword and by a ton please, my gear is pretty iffy So I'm beggin ONE PIECE for 24 men to come with me

We killed the king; I’m going home Retiring to my old hearth stone And Smiling Jim; My days were best When I lay my head at the Shady Rest I’ve captured towers, shattered crowns Seen my cities taken down One war ends, another’s found Fires from the underground (It Burned!) And in the aftermath I turned my back I felt the flame (It Burned!) And what came after that Skies turned to black The hills were gray Theramore and Back Again The harbor master’s face is grave familiar still but not the same Olden roads through lonely marshes Paved, remade for soldiers marches Arathi, Warsong: Got the scars. I’ve fallen back to Dun Baldar But the hardest loss so far Was Shady Rest, so back to war. (It Burned!) And in the aftermath I’m turning back I feel a flame (It burned!) And in the aftermath I’m turning back I feel a flame (It burned!) And the world will never be the same, my friend (It burned! It Burned!) Theramore and back again