As I jump through the valleys of the shadow of death I take a look at my Atron and realize there's nothin' left Cause I've been blasting and laughing so long, That even my corpies thinks that my mind is gone But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it Me be treated like a noob you know that's unheard of You better watch where you’re ganking and who you're shooting Or you and your homies might be podded home I really hate to trip but I gotta cloack As they croak, I see myself in the warping smoke, fool I'm the best tackle the‘lil noobies wanna be like In my Atron in the night scoring kills at the R3site
Been spending most my life, selling things above the marketprice Keep camping most my life, at the gate, waiting for a quick demise