[Intro] "We didn't form for you..." "We were already formed..." "It just happened..." Yeah... Funny how there's always an excuse when you're the blob. [Verse 1] One ship lands, bring the whole damn fleet, Twenty on one makes victory sweet. Blob comp ready, F1 and chase, That's "good PvP" when you're winning the race. But turn it around, bring twenty to you— Suddenly there's rules we're supposed to follow too. [Pre-Chorus] When we bring the blob— "That's just the game." When you bring the blob— "That's not the same!" Every excuse, every time— Whatever makes the double standard rhyme. [Chorus] RULES FOR THEE! But not W H C! WE can blob all night— but don't blob ME! RULES FOR THEE! Copium guaranteed! "It's only unfair when it happens to me!" We bring forty for one— "That's strategy!" You bring forty for us— "BAD PVP!" [Verse 2] We have the numbers? Everyone jump! Easy kill waiting? Bring the whole damn bunch. But when we're baited and the tables turn— Suddenly fairness is our biggest concern. You had the ships, you had the choice— Dock up, reship, bring something with a voice. Instead of fighting, here comes the decree: "You shouldn't blob us!" Oh, the irony. [Pre-Chorus] When we outnumber— "Working as planned." When we're outnumbered— "This got out of hand!" Dish it out every night— Then cry foul when it's our turn to fight. [Chorus] RULES FOR THEE! But not W H C! WE can blob all night— but don't blob ME! RULES FOR THEE! Copium guaranteed! "It's only unfair when it happens to me!" We bring forty for one— "That's strategy!" You bring forty for us— "BAD PVP!" [Bridge] We blob you? "Content." You blob us? "Unfair." We outnumber you? "Strategy." You outnumber us? "No good fight." So what's the rule? Depends who's winning. And if we're losing? Huff more copium. [Final Chorus] RULES FOR THEE! But not W H C! WE CAN BLOB ALL NIGHT— BUT DON'T BLOB ME! RULES FOR THEE! That's all we need! Every fight is fair... WHEN WE'RE THE BIGGER FLEET! We bring forty for one— "That's strategy!" You bring forty for us— "BAD PVP!" [Outro] Dish it out. Can't take it back. Rules for thee... Never for me. W... H... C...
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