I s** (You s**!)
I s** at Call of Duty
You s**
You s**
You s**
I try to run and gun yeah, MP5 or UMP
But every corner that I turn somebody's shankin' me
I switch over to noob-tube, RPG and Semtex cla**
But spend most of the game exploding my own stupid a**
They tell me I'm as useless as a stripper with no booty
My friend I'm inclined to agree, cause I s** (You s**!)
I s** at Call of Duty
I s** at Call of Duty
You s**
You s**
You s**
I watch videos by Blametruth, Thunder, Hutch, Seananners too
I get myself all psyched up thinkin' 'I can do that too!'
I get online and my excitement turns into dismay
I rage and swear as 10th prestiges kick my a** all day
They tell me I'm as useless as a stripper with no booty
My friend I'm inclined to agree, cause I s** (You s**!)
I s** at Call of Duty
I s** at Call of Duty
Even when I think I'm in the zone
Still get sniped on Overgrown
No-scope quick-scope not a clue
Dyin's all ever do!
I certainly ain't Grizz
I try camping in a corner with a claymore and my rangers
But my hands start shakin' and my brain starts achin' at the very first sign of danger
I can noob tube, tac-knife, M16 Red Dot it's all the same
I'll still go minus 50 k**s in every freakin' game
They tell me I'm as useless as a stripper with no booty
My friend I'm inclined to agree, cause I s** (You s**!)
I s** at Call of Duty
There's no hope for me
I s** at Call of Duty
Can't even get a UAV
I s** at Call of Duty
(You s**) There's no hope for me
(You s**) I s** at Call of Duty
(You s**) Can't even get a UAV