H4LL 0F F4M3 Lyrics

I was playin that RPG
Ownin' noobs every where I see.
Everybody treatin me like I'm king.
Cause they don't want me throwin them outta the ring.

Characters givin me gifts.
All the ladies lickin' their lips.
Its all a virtual world.
But everyones playin' it like I playin the gurls.

Speakin of gurls,
Where they at you say?
They all at my crib.
Where they are everyday.

Now we no lezbo,
We keep it straight.
But when ya put us togetha,
Why ya gotta hate?

We're spittin cool rhymes,
Like we do all the time.
We got major ownage.
With a capital P.
But no ones pwning quite like me.

We the kids from Adrenaline games,
The ones you seen chillen with James.
He's from another band, but we still tight.
Tighter than his jeans on saturday night.

We skoolin young bucks,
All around the world.
I'm sittin in my chucks,
As I'm gettin the gurls.

Our online names,
Be as chill as us.
H4LL0FF4ME,
and hardcoreslut.

Just the other day, we saw Dylan D.
But he couldn't be playin' quite like me.

Just the other day, we met up with Daniela.
We aint back in home cuntry, you can't beat this fella.

People always sayin,
We aint got skillz.
'Till we own them online,
And then they try to be chill.

Well hey there man,
We aint that lame.
Go back to your computer.
And try teletoon games.

We the kids from Adrenaline games,
The ones you seen chillen with James.
He's from another band, but we still tight.
Tighter than his jeans on saturday night.

You wanna beat us?
We'll give you a chance.
You think you're gonna with a peanut in your pants.

You think you can play us.
I'd like to see you try.
We've been playin Halo every single night.

Your momma wants too talk?It's okay.
Let her run her mouth.
It's been open all day.

You're feelin kinda sad.
We feelin' superior.
But why wouldn't we.
Look at our exterior.

Everytime we play.
We make a little bet.
Whenever you lose, you gotta show off ya breats.

Even if ya male.
And ya Aint got nuthin.
Go find Katie.
And give her some hardcore lovin'

We the kids from Adrenaline games,
The ones you seen chillen with James.
He's from another band, but we still tight.
Tighter than his jeans on saturday night.

I think you got the T-Virus!
EFF!