Back to BO3

(Verse 1)

Back to BO3, where we flew through skies,

Wallrunning dreams, laser in our eyes.

Slide cancelin’ corners, movement so sick,

Killcam slow-mo – that BO3 flick.

Dark Matter grind, ten guns deep,

Prestige icons, zero sleep.

Double XP on Nuk3town fire,

Whole squad in, fuelin’ that desire.

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(Pre-Chorus)

No boots on ground, we took the air,

Jetpacks blazing, we didn’t care.

COD was wild, COD was free,

We were untouchable — in BO3.

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(Chorus)

Take me back to BO3,

To the speed, the sweat, the legacy.

Heatwaves, sparrows, glitchin’ through,

And I swear no game hits like this one do.

Zombies rollin’ on Shadows of Evil,

Me and the squad, fightin’ like a sequel.

Time may pass, but we all still see…

Our hearts live on — in BO3.

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(Verse 2)

Outrider, Ruin, Scythe or Seraph,

Every kill streak felt like a paragraph.

HC-XD, flyin’ under cars,

Purifier torchin’ kids from Mars.

We didn't need realism, we had thrill,

Jetpack 1v1s on Evac Hill.

S&D with glitch, mind games tight,

Warfare turned into pure street fight.

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(Bridge – nostalgic drop)

They laughed at the jetpacks, but we had fun,

Our killfeeds shined like the summer sun.

Not just a game, it was movement art,

BO3 — forever in my heart.

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(Final Chorus)

Take me back to BO3,

To when we flew so endlessly.

Boost jumps, streaks, that perfect flow,

Wallrun killcams steal the show.

We didn’t need ground to leave our mark,

We lit up the sky like a COD spark.

Years go by, but I still believe…

Nothing hits like BO3.

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(Outro – soft)

If you ever feel slow, or stuck in place…

Just load up BO3,

And let your soul race.