| Combat
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| Prepare for combat
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| Allow Mr. Bull to introduce you
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| To a soldier in the future
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| Who’s been moulded and reduced
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| Into the coldest single shooter
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| In control of a computer
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| Since the last one, whoever that was
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| Was flatter than the default backdrop
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| On an old laptop
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| A soldier’s silhouette glimmers in the distance
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| The electric light flickers
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| And he’s missing in an instant
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| Sitrep:
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| You and your clique are going to get wrecked
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| For forcing me to write a rhyme
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| Where I mispronounce «Respect»
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| Testing my reflex
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| Is messing with a bee’s nest
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| I suggest it’d be best to leave
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| Please be my guest
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| Receiving threats
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| But I don’t even stress
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| How can I be grieving
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| When I don’t believe in death?
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| You sneaky shoulder peeking spec
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| Come back and meet your nemesis
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| 'cause he’s a deeper threat
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| Than even NEMEXIS
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| You can count my kills, my deaths
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| And peep at dem assists
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| I’m not even prejudiced
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| I’m just a me supremacist
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| Combat
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| I dominate you
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| You’re the low common denominator
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| Combat
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| I’ll kick you constantly like I was an elite moderator
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| Achtung!
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| Engage Operation: Black Lung
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| Your obligation:
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| Bring the population back
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| From the grasp of a virus
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| Inside the shaft of a mine
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| There’s more to be frightened of in the lack of light
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| Than massive spiders' appetites
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| We need to travel deeper
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| Reach the lab and grab the research
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| We’re being attacked
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| The meagre shack is feeding cabin fever
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| Don’t breathe the gas, we’re leaving
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| After we can blast the bleeders
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| The gashes their slashes leave are scratches
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| Pass the tweezers
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| My first aid is first rate
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| Wrapping tourniquets
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| Round burst veins like burst mains
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| And you complain of shirt stains?
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| Err, mate
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| I just averted your fate
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| And turned it away
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| Gave you another birthday, so I’d say I’m deserving of cake
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| Served on a plate
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| But you’re determined to hate
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| Trapped in a terminal state of permanent rage
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| If there’s a Hall of Fame for jerks
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| You’re earning a place
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| So save your breath, don’t QQ
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| Get on the train and GTFO
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| Choo Choo!
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| Combat
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| I dominate you
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| You’re the low common denominator
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| Combat
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| I’ll kick you constantly like I was an elite moderator
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| Combat
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| I dominate you
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| You’re the low common denominator
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| Combat
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| I’ll kick you constantly like I was an elite moderator |