Φ.Nerd with Attitude (Φ.兇宅)

Who said playing music won't change kids for the better?

Look at how I've transformed from a music-playing geek into a star.

Damn right.

A once-in-a-thousand-years moment is right now.

The geek has turned fierce; the geek has turned into the fierce house.

Rappers love to show off their wealth; sorry... I just show off my skills.

Rappers don't like studying; sorry... I'm in the electrical engineering program at NTU.

Rappers have fierce looks; sorry... I look delicate.

Rappers love bling; sorry... I prefer to be on stage with you.

Rappers are never apart from their drinks and smokes.

But I prefer studying beat and flow; an intro so fire it won’t go out.

Rappers laugh at me for being academic; haha, I’m in graduate school.

But in the end, with no rhyme and no flow, they still turn back to study me.

As rappers become gradually addicted to Facebook, I’m busy reading thousands of books and gaining skills.

My figure hides in bookstores and cafes; when I reappear, I’m a shelf full of products.

They hustle to be more bling-bling; you can hear the chi ching of scholarship money.

Competing for the Golden Melody Award with me? Ask me why you can’t win.

I told you to listen more, why don't you hear what I’m saying?

Who said playing music won't change kids for the better?

Look at how I've transformed from a music-playing geek into a star.

Damn right.

A once-in-a-thousand-years moment is right now.

The geek has turned fierce; the geek has turned into the fierce house, fierce house, fierce house.

The geek has turned fierce; the geek has turned into the fierce house.

Remember when I first took the stage? I looked like a fool, haha.

Using equations to calculate the rhythm, sounding like a nerd.

Various off-beats, forgetting the lyrics, and being shy.

They look at me with a foolish expression, pointing and saying:

Look at this guy, he’s so geeky and still wants to go on stage; so cute, haha.

Why don't you give me the mic?

Bitch, you're killing the vibe.

Good kids shouldn't be rapping; hurry back home and play your David Tao.

No matter where you come from, it’s not like Du Zhenxi is from the Yan Society.

About Xiong Zai.

Even after facing disdain time and again, he never lost sight of his ambition.

Instead, I push myself by relying on willpower day after day to accumulate strength and momentum.

Now those who once scorned him are being bossed around by him.

Who would've thought, no one imagined that everyone now wants to join in.

As opportunities rise, concert tickets are in high demand from many girls.

Who wants a photo together? (Me, me, me) Let's line up one by one.

Who would've thought? No one could have imagined. No wonder they call me a genius.

Who said playing music won't change kids for the better?

Look at how I've transformed from a music-playing geek into a star.

Damn right.

A once-in-a-thousand-years moment is right now.

The geek has turned fierce; the geek has turned into the fierce house, fierce house, fierce house.

The geek has turned fierce; the geek has turned into the fierce house.

Claiming to be unprepared but still failing miserably; these types are bullied by me.

Claiming to be unprepared yet pulling all-nighters; these types I disdain the most.

Claiming to pull all-nighters yet still failing; these types cannot outsmart me.

I am in high volume, saying I want to score high yet ranking last.

Claiming to be unprepared but still failing miserably; these types are bullied by me.

Claiming to be unprepared yet pulling all-nighters; these types I disdain the most.

Claiming to pull all-nighters yet still failing; these types cannot outsmart me.

I am in high volume, saying I want to score high yet ranking last.

Look at that hyperactive multitasker, making music while doing homework.

Developing either a unique style or a multiple personality; they all say I’m crazy.

Like having 24 personalities, I mix my character traits.

In the day, enlightened by science; at night, I transform into a lyric-making machine.

There's no way to hold back or stop; at any moment, I can pick up my pen to maintain my skills.

Versatile and capable, but poetry is the weapon I am equipped with.

On the surface, I appear nonchalant while putting in double the effort and force behind the scenes.

5x2=10, so there is indeed strength.

Why is it so nerdy? Why is it so ridiculous?

Why is he so cool? Why is he so impressive? Why is he so smart?

How does he handle so much talent in such little time?

How is his flow so fast? How are the rhymes so clever? With such a bad smile, how is he so nice to people?

How exactly does he achieve that? It makes no sense. I really want to know. I'll teach you, come.

Waking up early, I get ready. I jump up, I am super excited.

In a new challenge, I accidentally ace the test with a score of 100 again.

I delve into my professional skills to maintain my page's popularity.

Managing the fan page and responding to every concern from fans.

Replying to every project question posed by each student.

Reflecting on whether my album's overall coherence has been thoroughly executed.

Returning to my secret base, I continue to work hard and refine my writing.

Just so I can be the truly one and only WHAT?!

Haunted house, haunted house, haunted house, the宅男 becomes haunted, the宅男 becomes the haunted house.

Haunted house, haunted house, haunted house, the宅男 becomes haunted, the宅男 becomes the haunted house, haunted house!