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here i stand, don't know why, don't know where, nothing to my name but my stained underwear, nonetheless, still got swag, check out my hair, can you spare some 5.56? like hell i'll share!, ammo don't grow on trees, son, neither does victory, but you know what does?, nuts!, this island's bout to light up, i'll be walkin' through the fire, from friendly conversation, into a battle of survivors, pray that you ain't scared of heights, like angels stripped of wings, forsaken, fallen from the sky, to burn in hell on earth, our quest to scavenge and survive, this revolver's all i've got so keep an eye out for rifles, i'll stock up on.45, where's the squad? swear to god, we gotta rendezvous, we'll take a dacia for a drive, fire up the whip, take a ride to town, just like stevie wonder, gotta get the higher ground, except we're never blind, we've got eyes around, fight with pride, don't go hiding now, we're just going prone. you mean lying down, i hear victory calling, i follow the sound, the last man to stand, will be me on these battlegrounds, my conquest will start with pochinki, traverse mountaintops, someone king me, hope you got good guns behind those doors, i'll show you mine if you show me yours, time to hit the road bros yo, this zone is closing, wait a sec i need a piece of inconspicuous clothing, put the clothes on hold, shots fired due west, enemy bearing 250, wait is that right or left?, medkit! been hit! is it bad? don't look!, i'll patch you up, brother, cuz this ain't the worst we've been shook, i deflected half the flak that i took, i guess you can do more with a pan than cook, we're in the middle of the ring, sick, we can just kick it, popping painkiller pills, shit, i think i'm addicted, hey that place looks vacant, i think that i'll raid it, grab me some camo pants, i can't fight naked, peel your eyes, for mortar strikes from skies above, better hide, if you're outside, you're kinda dumb, if there's a drop, and it's nearby, you bet i'll come, so get your bearings cuz it's time to run, make sure the tank's full, we'll be going far, i call shotgun! would you rather have a scar?, wasn't talkin' bout the weapon, i was talkin' bout the car, we look like bums, but we reign like czars, we call it pub-g, but we raise the bar, i hear victory calling, i follow the sound, the last man to stand, will be me on these battlegrounds, my conquest will start with pochinki, traverse mountaintops, someone king me, hope you got good guns behind those doors, i'll show you mine if you show me yours

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Artist: jt machinima