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[in the style of Till I Collapse by Eminem feat. Nate Dogg]

(Yo left, yo left, yo left right left)

Cause sometimes men feel tired,

                (Yo left, yo left, yo left right left)

Feel weak, and when they feel weak, they feel like they wanna just give up.

                (Yo left, yo left, yo left right left)

But you gotta let them see you, you gotta display your inner strength

                (Yo left, yo left, yo left right left)

And show them what they can do, and motivate them to not give up

                (Yo left, yo left, yo left right left)

And not surrender, no matter how bad they wanna just flee and leave the field of battle

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Till I collapse I’m standing tall. Bullets? Don’t fear em

When onto the battlefield I drop they’ll never say I’m not killing em

Cause when I am not then I’m planning for em

And then I charge, and they know I’m coming for em.

Some have thought that war is not for women, but they’ve never felt their agonizing burning venom

adrenaline shots made it impossible to get their killing to stop.

All These foes are just not real enough.

The scrub killing grind has made a minimal noob lead millions of troops who're listening:

“You’re following me, like it or not they’re gonna fear us, we’re gonna show them the spirit of war lives in us”

You see it a lot, gore that shocks. Is it a wonder that I’m a pot of rage boiling up?

It’s the truth, grinding sucks but listen up, you noobs forgot the devs do not give a fuck

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Till the blood runs thick, till the rounds dry up

Till the next “move out”, can’t shut me down,

Till the smoke clears out, till the next attack

I’ma lead my troops, till the world collapse.

Till the brass rolls thick, till your courage runs out

Till the last "mag out”, can’t stop me now

Till the smoke clears out – am I nuts? Perhaps

I’ma rise through ranks, till your men collapse

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Combat is like magic, there’s a certain feeling you get when shit flies

And metal spits and people are dying, they’re hit.

This is your moment, and every minute you spend has experience put onto it

Time is everything, now I've told you again

So while you’re playing, try to get as much of it as you can

And when you lose, say GG and see you again

Cause loss isn’t the end, and is more educational than win.

I got a list here’s the order of the faces of MoW:

It goes Majik, Ace, Makron and VV, Masa from SE, Jane, Aba, Grand, and Saladini.

They’ve been around a lot longer than me, so I’m not on this list which does not offend me.

That’s why you see me grinding like nothing matters to me

Even though half of you leaders haven’t even heard of me

I hate it but in time everybody’ll see me

The rise of another nobody into the halls of eternity

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Till the blood runs thick, till the rounds dry up

Till the next “move out”, can’t shut me down,

Till the smoke clears out, till the next attack

I’ma lead my troops, till the world collapse.

Till the brass rolls thick, till your courage runs out

Till the last “mag out”, can’t stop me now

Till the smoke clears out – am I nuts? Perhaps

I’ma rise through ranks, till your men collapse

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Soon as a battle starts I turn off my heart

“How can he do this?” As my foe falls back. Smart.

And it’s absurd, how people stop short of the dream

I’ll probably never get the recognition I feel I deserve

But I’ll never be stopped, until my spot is forever reserved

If ever MoW dies out that would be the death of me first

Cause I would play every other game, which all are worse

That’s why I’m clever when I put together every war.

My tactics aren't sporadic, I attack in order to cap it,

I defend like I’m afflicted by glory like I’m Leonidas.

But I don’t want to go forth and back in constant battles

The fact is I would rather sit back and bomb attackers.

But then I order an attack instead of launching at them

My troops are proficient at battling noobs leading asses.

And I don’t think it’ll be too long before my name matters

Top ranking and HC status is whack if I’m not one of the baddest

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Till the blood runs thick, till the rounds dry up

Till the next “move out”, can’t shut me down,

Till the smoke clears out, till the next attack

I’ma lead my troops, till the world collapse.

Till the brass rolls thick, till your courage runs out

Till the last "mag out”, can’t stop me now

Till the smoke clears out – am I nuts? Perhaps

I’ma rise through ranks, till your men collapse

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Until the bodies

All the bodies drop

I will not be

I Will not be moved from this spot

I will not fail,

I will stand tall,

It’s like no one can beat me

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