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enemy bomb has been planted!, headin' over to dispatch, wait for backup, shit!, damnit!, we got a camper on the bomb-, 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 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'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

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Artist: jt machinima