Yuh. Kal the Taubner. One three three seven.

Now baby I'm the Taubner, your DM server's worst nightmare,
Triple monitors, to be unfair.
LED's on my mouse light the way,
Rendered frames, with rates higher than my K/D, hey.
Sprintin' and strafin', click click boom,
Down the sights, my skills own like PS2.
I don't throw smoke, I never tip the server,
I'm rich ♥♥♥♥♥, but you can call me cheap-ass Taubner.
Headshot? Yes,
P.R.P.S. There's a man cooking grenades on top of my chest.
Laser mice, 4v1 man,
I be headshottin' at LAN party games against the clans.
I told admins to keep it gungame, okay?
Fragged the Chief, told 'em "H4l0 i$ g4y".
Gettin' cash on and glockin' up to 9 millimeter blows,
Steam account says "VAC BANNED FOR LIFE YO".
Skateboarders grind, I grind too,
That's why you can catch me in Runescape too.
I quit the clan, but still good at defusin',
Hunger first. Gettin' them snacks and I'm chewin'.
Hoes out the server love my skin's smooth feeling,
Case lights w00t, got more fans than my ceiling.
My twelve cars parked on the worlds best pavement,
Ya'll still usin' dual-core? Ya'll still spray and prayin'.
Red dot on rifles that got bad behavior,
My MP5 woke up the neighbors.
Interior crocodile alligator,
I drive a Chevrolet movie theater.


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