Recycle Bin: Y'all can't fuck with the Spit Yo-Yo Mafia
Subrandom: With FSR, we're double-teamin' ya
Coaxke: Your shit will be owned when the game concludes
BonzoDog: Like you spent every round lookin' at Bea Arthur nudes
Recycle Bin: Y'all can't fuck with the Spit Yo-Yo Mafia
Subrandom: With FSR, we're double-teamin' ya
Coaxke: Your shit will be owned when the game concludes
BonzoDog: Like you spent every round lookin' at Bea Arthur nudes
Coaxke: I stuck you, motherfucker, oh, stick stick, god damn!
Recycle Bin: God damn!
Recycle Bin:
Clockin' headshots like they're goin' out of style
Leave you and your homies in a big ass pile
Dual M6Cs cause I roll like John Woo
Sprayin' hot lead, have you screamin' "What? Who?"
Coaxke's got that Plasma/BR55 hit
Kill ya hella fast, so we call him "green shit,"
B'Dog's round the corner, M90 ready cocked
Not close enough? Grenades steady stocked, (BonzoDog: Haha, I stuck you!)
SR's bustin' domes on that crazy sniper scene
Yo, Coaxke, what's Killtacular mean?
Coaxke: Like that thing you do with underage teens!
Recycle Bin: Four in a row, four seconds between
Will Smith: You did not shoot that green shit at me!
Coaxke:
Elite at this shit since Marathon
Ten fuckin' years, killin' ya where you spawn
Look at you, flyin' in your fly banshee
Rocket locked on, you're next in my spree
Work some green shit, take you out in one shot
You'll die screamin' "They're everywhere!" while I drop it like it's hot
All them snot-nosed brats, you best beware
Halo ain't for those without pubic hairs
Recycle Bin: Y'all can't fuck with the Spit Yo-Yo Mafia
Subrandom: With FSR, we're double-teamin' ya
Coaxke: Your shit will be owned when the game concludes
BonzoDog: Like you spent every round lookin' at Bea Arthur nudes
Recycle Bin: Y'all can't fuck with the Spit Yo-Yo Mafia
Subrandom: With FSR, we're double-teamin' ya
Coaxke: Your shit will be owned when the game concludes
BonzoDog: Like you spent every round lookin' at Bea Arthur nudes
Male officer: Don't make me take off my belt
Female officer: Are you trying to kill me?
Male officer: Oh, I know what that is like
Cortana: And people say I've got a big head
BonzoDog:
Rollin' through your base with the biggest gun I got
Not so I can shoot you, I won't even use one shot
Won't find a secret entrance, I'll come through the parking lot
And jam the handle way up into your expansion slot
Won't fuckin' know what hit you when I come out to play
Assassin's what they call me, but the middle name's Melee
The Mafia is comin' and we're here to fuckin' stay
Flamin' ninjas all around you and your homies, we will slay
Y'all got killers in the streets, we got killers in the trees
And before you know what hit you, you'll be fallin' to your knees
And when you're kneelin' down there, you may as well suck deez
To buy you time before we turn your body to swiss cheese
Whew! Yo, damn, what's that smell?
Subrandom:
FSR, back up in your ass
Step off the flag, or you'll catch a rocket blast
Mag in hand, I'll be blastin' your man
Push his wig back, while I'm makin' a dick scan
Watch your back, 'cuz I creep up from behind
Sword in hand and - you're mine
Leave your bitch screamin for my non-dairy creamer
Psyche, I'm just gonna drop a Brute steamer
I ain't got time to bleed
Frag Dollz, they be catchin' my seed
Dots on your dome, rock Predator style
Pussy big as a house, my dick's long as a mile
Recycle Bin: Y'all can't fuck with the Spit Yo-Yo Mafia
Subrandom: With FSR, we're double-teamin' ya
Coaxke: Your shit will be owned when the game concludes
BonzoDog: Like you spent every round lookin' at Bea Arthur nudes
Recycle Bin: Y'all can't fuck with the Spit Yo-Yo Mafia
Subrandom: With FSR, we're double-teamin' ya
Coaxke: Your shit will be owned when the game concludes
BonzoDog: Like you spent every round lookin' at Bea Arthur nudes
Un-freakin'-believable
Recycle Bin:
Like an ill ninja with atomic bombs
Up in your base all day long
The homies cleared it out so, "Bomb Armed!" round over
Screamin' "It's just luck!" but we ain't got that clover
Jacked your flag like code for Half Life 2
From all directions so you don't know what to do
Rollin' in a new M12G1, (Coaxke: Sittin' on some dubs!)
If you grab it through the floor, your ass better run
S-double-Y-M, chillin' with your mom
Rocket up your ass, like a session with your domme
Say you could own, if the pistol had a scope?
That shit got balanced, so you best learned to cope
We got our skills from Marathon, son, (Recycle Bin: Yeah, motherfucker!)
Bitch all you want, the game's already won (Coaxke: Oh! Oh, damn!)
Announcer: Game over
