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You ready? Let’s go!

Yeah, for those of who’re wondering what this is all about

It’s like this y’all (c’mon!)

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It was ten percent luck, twenty percent skill

Fifteen percent concentrated power of will

Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain

And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

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He doesn’t need his name up in lights

He just wants to lead whether it’s the faction or not

He was so unlike everybody else, I know

And because of that fact some people raged and hated him

But fuck em, he knew the code

It’s not about celebrity

It’s all about reality and drowning the noise

Marching with storm – making sure his lands stay up

That means when they knock it down he’s picking it up! Let’s go!

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Who the hell was he anyway?

He wasn’t around enough

Never connected with me but left the world feeling star struck

He bled and grabbed opportunities given despite the fact

That many misjudge him because he was ruthless when he snapped

He governed himself, now the picture connects

Never letting up on enemies who had no respect

He only focused on his plan, his will was beyond reach

And now it all unfolds, and it’s almost within reach

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It was twenty percent skill

Eighty percent fear

Be a hundred percent clear cause SU HC is ill

Who would’ve thought that he’d be the one to set MoW in flames

And I watched him rise in rank as if with some secret method, best in the game

Moved on and dropped Yurinader, took him to the curb

I followed 11ty man, because everyone else was worse

This dude was the truth, and he gave everything his best shot

His rep broke through the roof even heard he influenced Isotx

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This was ten percent luck, twenty percent skill

Fifteen percent concentrated power of will

Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain

And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

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They call him 11t4, he’s sick

And he was spitting fire

Too much for most of Mow, too hot

Founded the Soviet Defense with SMG

What a fucking powerhouse of Comrades

“He’s a prick, he’s a cock”

The type of chorus he later met with, and some hoped he’d get shot

So much time in the making, patiently waiting to glow

Then his soviet revolution took over the globe

He’s got a partner in crime, SMG is equally dope

You won’t believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid’s throat

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Eleventy! – He’s not your everyday on the block

He knows how to work with what he’s got

Made his way to the top

He often gets a comment on his name

People kept asking him what does it mean

Or does it stand for something?

No he’s living memory, still rocking the great SU

He got MoW buzzing quicker than triple shots of Vodka fools

Him and his crew are known around as some of the best

Dedicated to what they do and give a hundred percent

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Forget Yuri – Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard

It seems like he’s never got time

Because he studies every angle and plans every move

And I’ve seen him at work, witnessed that light going on in his mind

It’s like a design is written in his head every time

Before he even touches the mouse or speaks a command

And those motherfuckers he tussles with,

The srubs that he crushed?

Ridiculous, without even trying,

How did he do it?!

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This was ten percent luck, twenty percent skill

Fifteen percent concentrated power of will

Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain

And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

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It was ten percent luck, twenty percent skill

Fifteen percent concentrated power of will

Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain

And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

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Yeah! Eleventy_Four

xiSMGix, Lazy_Comrade

Makron! Helmmutt! Vandimire!

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