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Do you always play warfare just to lay around With your ass in the grass and your chin to the ground Again and again every round Now your chicken shit outfit and need to survive is just trying my patience and cramping my style It deals a lethal blow to the thrill playing punk-hide and seek to get kills I'm gonna do you a favor And not t-bag you for your behavior But even so you and I are far from OK Your lame bullshit slows down the game I was all about action, I played every day But the failed interaction with lamers dismayed Eroded the appeal of the game These days I play for one and one reason alone I'm here to practice muh stabbin' on pissants who prone I always got the most knife kills Check your killcam to review my skills Are you afraid of a showdown (Rather) shoot in the back than react face to face It's not our fault that you're slow now be a good bitch and die before you go From Letras Mania