Backpack Heavy

(Intro — hype adlibs)

yeah… yeah…

Damn my bag too full…

They really flares in the sky…

Gawd somebody just went down.

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(Hook — chant style)

backpack heavy, boots stay muddy,

raider flares pop when it get too bloody,

whole sky glow when the shots go loud,

you see those flares — somebody out.

backpack heavy, don’t run up,

flare light flash when the map erupts,

Arc be hummin when the lights go out,

We be waiting —ain’t going to hide out.

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(Verse 1)

opened one crate then the whole map woke,

flare shot up like a warning smoke,

voice chat buzzing, deals get weird,

one dude talking way too geared.

I don’t argue — I just move,

flare light blinking when I change the route,

fake smiles when the loot get big,

next thing you know — red sky lit.

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(Hook — Repeat)

backpack heavy, squad don’t sleep,

raider flares rising from the deep,

no clean talk, just messy moves,

flares dancing while the prairie froze .

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(Verse 2 — cocky energy)

half the squad yelling “watch for snakes,”

flare burn bright in the dusty air,

I just smile with a crooked grin,

watch another flare shoot thin.

dust in the air when the arc roar,

somebody yelling “damn that dude just hit the floor?”

no long talk when the timer low,

flare light flashing where we go.

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(Break — chaotic hot-mic)

“yo that flare just popped!”

“Ha, ha, ha,”

“Brother just went down again”

“Ha ha ha”

…too late.

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(FINAL HOOK — LOOPABLE)

backpack heavy, raid go crazy,

raider flares paint the sky all hazy,

backpack heavy, boots stay wavy,

drop ship lift — we gone, we the gravy.

(REPEAT)