Raining Shells Songtext
von JT Music
Raining Shells Songtext
Enemy bomb has been planted!
Headin′ over to dispatch
Wait for backup-
*BANG*
Shit!
Damnit!
We got a camper on the bomb-
*BANG*
*BANG*
Hey guys, consider this situation defused
Hehehehehehe
Good work, boys!
Just another day at the Office...
Yo
Lock and load time to work
Counter-Strike is my line of work
No wonder why whenever I'm at work
9 to 5′s goin' by like a blur
Got a target on my back cause I'm in first
Hungry haters look at me like I′m dessert
When it comes to gettin′ killed, I'm the worst
If this game is a blessing then I′m the curse
Cause I'm practically the reason why they nerf
Have a Molotov, hope you like to burn
Why you tryin′ to hurt me? I'm just tryin′ to learn!
Then I hope you don't mind dyin', Nerd!
I got no shame goin′ all day
You′re a fat troll with a low rank
Keep your head below my controlled spray
Got a console? That is so lame
We're movin′ it quick and cruisin' through clips
If you couldn′t tell we're not new to this shit
I shoot from the hip when I rip through your team
Crank up the Valve, I′m pickin' up Steam!
Look for the source of this power of mine
Follow my lead, stay outta the fire
Say your goodbyes, now you retire
I'm bringin′ this battle right down to the wire!
It′s raining shells, the bodies drop
Just blame the hacks, too bad it's not
Now make a play, and take your shot
You′re far too late, this bomb is going off
I'm loadin′ my Glock as I'm watchin′ the clock
No not to be cocky, I'm walkin' the talk
When I′m knockin′ out targets, jaws will be dropped
I'm poppin′em off with this AWP that I bought!
You thought it was cheap, but promise it's not
Cause all of these guns have cost me a lot
I′m not gonna stop when I rock the FAMAS
Leavin' your bodies to rot in the Dust
I′m not a Mirage, but I'm harder to spot
Got Vertigo now, because I'm on the top
You mess with the bomb and you are getting shot
Then I′m pocketing all of the junk that you dropped
I′m an artist and the gun is my brush
They call me the Jackson Pollock of blood
Painting the walls with all of your guts
Somebody oughtta be mopping this up
We've Made, Contact, Engage, Combat
Evade, Fall Back!
Fulfill, Contract
Whether you′re rushin' or runnin′ and gunnin'
Or setting up shop hidin′ underneath somethin'
You'll never be safe from us cuz we are comin′
So sick at this game that it′s fuckin' disgustin′
It's raining shells, the bodies drop
Just blame the hax, too bad it′s not
Now make a play, and take your shot
You're far too late, this bomb is going off
I′ll make you rage
With a well-placed grenade
I'm the reason your problems
Detonate in your face
Now the countdown's begun
Good luck makin′ it stop
If you′re not facin' me
Then you′re racin' the clock
It′s raining shells, the bodies drop
Just blame the hax, too bad it's not
Now make a play, and take your shot
You′re far too late, this bomb is going off
(Is going off)
Headin′ over to dispatch
Wait for backup-
*BANG*
Shit!
Damnit!
We got a camper on the bomb-
*BANG*
*BANG*
Hey guys, consider this situation defused
Hehehehehehe
Good work, boys!
Just another day at the Office...
Yo
Lock and load time to work
Counter-Strike is my line of work
No wonder why whenever I'm at work
9 to 5′s goin' by like a blur
Got a target on my back cause I'm in first
Hungry haters look at me like I′m dessert
When it comes to gettin′ killed, I'm the worst
If this game is a blessing then I′m the curse
Cause I'm practically the reason why they nerf
Have a Molotov, hope you like to burn
Why you tryin′ to hurt me? I'm just tryin′ to learn!
Then I hope you don't mind dyin', Nerd!
I got no shame goin′ all day
You′re a fat troll with a low rank
Keep your head below my controlled spray
Got a console? That is so lame
We're movin′ it quick and cruisin' through clips
If you couldn′t tell we're not new to this shit
I shoot from the hip when I rip through your team
Crank up the Valve, I′m pickin' up Steam!
Look for the source of this power of mine
Follow my lead, stay outta the fire
Say your goodbyes, now you retire
I'm bringin′ this battle right down to the wire!
It′s raining shells, the bodies drop
Just blame the hacks, too bad it's not
Now make a play, and take your shot
You′re far too late, this bomb is going off
I'm loadin′ my Glock as I'm watchin′ the clock
No not to be cocky, I'm walkin' the talk
When I′m knockin′ out targets, jaws will be dropped
I'm poppin′em off with this AWP that I bought!
You thought it was cheap, but promise it's not
Cause all of these guns have cost me a lot
I′m not gonna stop when I rock the FAMAS
Leavin' your bodies to rot in the Dust
I′m not a Mirage, but I'm harder to spot
Got Vertigo now, because I'm on the top
You mess with the bomb and you are getting shot
Then I′m pocketing all of the junk that you dropped
I′m an artist and the gun is my brush
They call me the Jackson Pollock of blood
Painting the walls with all of your guts
Somebody oughtta be mopping this up
We've Made, Contact, Engage, Combat
Evade, Fall Back!
Fulfill, Contract
Whether you′re rushin' or runnin′ and gunnin'
Or setting up shop hidin′ underneath somethin'
You'll never be safe from us cuz we are comin′
So sick at this game that it′s fuckin' disgustin′
It's raining shells, the bodies drop
Just blame the hax, too bad it′s not
Now make a play, and take your shot
You're far too late, this bomb is going off
I′ll make you rage
With a well-placed grenade
I'm the reason your problems
Detonate in your face
Now the countdown's begun
Good luck makin′ it stop
If you′re not facin' me
Then you′re racin' the clock
It′s raining shells, the bodies drop
Just blame the hax, too bad it's not
Now make a play, and take your shot
You′re far too late, this bomb is going off
(Is going off)
Writer(s): John Gelardi, Timothy Ames Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
