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Sitting at work, I'm drained, no sleep, stayed up late, MW3 in deep,

Friends keep sayin', “One more game,” but my eyes are driftin' like a runaway train.

Feelin' heavy, like I just smoked Mary, ready to crash, but I’m still actin’ scary,

Hit the bed, but my mind’s still bleak, BigRooster’s the name, it’s killin’ I seek.

Fennec in hand, I’m quick with the tech, put it to your neck, five-kill streak, what’s next?

Team leakin', I’m steady streakin', call it streaming, no time for tweakin'.

Chat’s blowin' up as I storm through your spawn,

Killing your homies while you’re stuck just yawnin’.

You’re dreamin’ of me on your squad, I’m on top,

Now look at your team, tryna catch up with the drop.