[Intro] (spoken-sung, low and cool) Mmm… yeah… Medal of Honor… Bloody Ultimate Revenge… And there’s one man in that smoke… They call him… Claymore. [Verse 1] I logged in late, heard the server groan, Killfeed lit up like a cracked back bone, Folks talkin’ loud, tryin’ to act real brave, But Claymore’s out there diggin’ everybody’s grave. He don’t run fast, he don’t make no show, He just slide in quiet… then the whole squad go. One shot ring, and the night turn cold, Lord, that man play war like a story been told. [Chorus] (big, singable) Claymore… Claymore… Got the whole damn lobby feelin’ scared. Claymore… Claymore… You can pray all you want—he don’t care. He melt you down like fire on steel, Then he vanish out the smoke so real… Claymore… Mmm… that boy ain’t fair. [Verse 2] I seen four men try to hold that door, Claymore walked in—wasn’t four no more, They started shootin’ like a panicked band, But he stayed smooth… like a six-string in his hand. Now the last man breathin’ tried to crawl away, Claymore took his time… like a slow blues play, No loud talk, no victory dance, Just a clean little shot… and he never gave a chance. [Chorus] Claymore… Claymore… Got the whole damn lobby feelin’ scared. Claymore… Claymore… You can pray all you want—he don’t care. He melt you down like fire on steel, Then he vanish out the smoke so real… Claymore… Mmm… that boy ain’t fair. [Bridge] (call-and-response / harmonica feature) I said—who that man? (Claymore!) Who that ghost? (Claymore!) Who leave your team… Like an empty coat? He don’t need backup, He don’t need friends, He just pick you off… Til the whole round ends. [Verse 3] Now Bloody Ultimate Revenge roll deep, But Claymore the one make the enemies weep, They hear that name and they start to lag, Start droppin’ out fast like a torn-up flag. He got assassin hands and a preacher stare, Ain’t no mercy in the midnight air, When Claymore huntin’, you best beware… ’Cause he’ll take what’s left… Like you was never there. [Final Chorus] (bigger, dirtier) Claymore… Claymore… Got the whole damn lobby feelin’ scared. Claymore… Claymore… You can pray all you want—he don’t care. He melt you down like fire on steel, Then he vanish out the smoke so real… Claymore… Mmm… that boy ain’t fair. [Outro] (spoken-sung) Yeah… Medal of Honor… Bloody Ultimate Revenge… And if you see that name in the killfeed… You might as well set your controller down… ’Cause Claymore already got you.
