The weak man may be careful not to soil himself when he plays this game
Enter the mind in time you'll find my lines
Combine intertwine underlined rhyme divine
No Hind can go against me 249 lift you switfly
Frontline's in here with me
Think I'm lying? come and get me
Sgt. Griggs reporting for duty
*roger*
Some say this belong in a movie
But this the 3rd installment
Infinityward shit
Don't soil your drawers
Cause it's deep and it's hard bitch
Ready for action 50 cals start to clapping
4 horsemen kicking a Rerun asking "What's happening?"
Too late for all that flapping
Out the gates with autos packed in
This one's for MacMillian
15 years you had relaxing
Now it's time to settle the score
We ready for War
SAS on board
My Tribe Award Tour


And this the 3rd installment
Infinityward shit
Don't soil your drawers
Cause it's deep and it's hard bitch

"The weak man may be careful not to soil himself when he plays this game"
Marines! SAS! — Hands Up!
Zakaev! —— HAHA — Hand Up!
Yo, ? Shoutout to Price the one handed bandit maker
GAZ and Vazquez disbanding any takers
If there's anyone greater then show me
If not then blow me
You get labeled a hater for sidetalk
I - Dub (Infinityward) is soley
Out for Success
Back it up with a little Success
And when you back down and digress
You hear them yell "Success!"
Devastation - yeah that's what you facing
When our Call of Duty is to Touch Down in Nations