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LameAF - Dead Men on Payroll

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LAME AS FUCK WIF ALL DEEZE MOTHERFUCKIN PETS [Intro] Yeah. Living in the Darkness. I don't travel alone. Lich... Bring the family. [Verse 1] Walk out the portal with the cemetery behind me, Four dead motherfuckers and they all know where to find me. Dread Lich posted up, cold stare, no pulse, Two War mages behind him making cloth casters convulse. Bone hexer creeping like he already knows your stats, Strip the weakness off the target, then the whole crew reacts. I don't need a sword drawn, I don't need to get close, I point once at your name and you get jumped by ghosts. Fifty Dark, motherfucker, that's commitment to the trade, Bolster Bone caster, watch your Body resist fade. Fifty percent gone, now the War mages eat, Two skeletons throwing heat while I'm moving my feet. You thought you caught me slipping, now you're rooted where you stand, Suppress Movement, thirty-one seconds in the sand. I ain't fighting fair, shit, I brought the fucking dead, You got eight men breathing... I got four without a pulse instead. [Hook] DEAD MEN ON PAYROLL! Lich in the front, three assist casters on patrol. LAME AS FUCK WIF ALL DEEZE MOTHERFUCKIN PETS! Hexer strip the Body, then we taking your soul. One click, four killers, everybody gotta go. DEAD MEN ON PAYROLL! No heartbeat. Still collecting realm points though. [Verse 2] Alb came over confident, plate shining in the sun, I sent the Lich ahead like, "Go introduce 'em to the one." War mage on the left, War mage on the right, Body resist gutted, now they're casting out of spite. Cleric trying to heal, Sorc scrambling for control, But every pet I brought got a separate fucking role. Hexer hit the paperwork, War mages collect, Lich running management while I handle disrespect. Root somebody peeling, let 'em stand there looking dumb, Then I turn back to the assist and watch the body damage come. Crumple Skeleton instant when I need a little health, Take a piece of yours and put it right back on myself. That's Midgard economics, redistribution by the grave, You donate when I tap you, I don't care what you fucking gave. Quick cast if they rush me, now the plan ain't going south, You finally reach the Bone dancer... Four skeletons in your mouth. [Hook] LAME AS FUCK WIF ALL DEEZE MOTHERFUCKIN PETS Lich in the front, three casters in tow. DEAD MEN ON PAYROLL! Hexer strip the Body, then we taking your soul. Fifty Dark, let the whole damn frontier know, One click, four killers, everybody gotta go. LAME AS FUCK WIF ALL DEEZE MOTHERFUCKIN PETS No heartbeat. Still collecting realm points though. [Verse 3] Hibs see the train coming, now the Bard wanna kite, But that snare DD landed, motherfucker, good night. Try running through the trees, my whole graveyard pursues, You ain't fighting one caster, there's a funeral chasing you. Eldritch throwing nukes like he's somebody to fear, Lich answers from range like, "The fuck you doing here?" Hero coming forward thinking melee makes him brave, I root his ass in place and send his friends into the grave. This ain't Bone Army, I ain't building no wall, This is Darkness organized crime, one target gets it all. Debuff, assist, nukes, every skeleton synchronized, Health bar disappearing while your group gets traumatized. They say Bone dancer cheap. Motherfucker, that's cute. I spent fifty points in Darkness specifically to shoot. So complain in /region, tell everybody I'm trash, While the Lich and the War mages turn your RPs into cash. [Breakdown] One Dread Lich. BOSS!! Two War mages. SHOOTERS!! One Bone hexer. ENFORCER!! Fifty Darkness. NO FUCKING COMPROMISE! Nineteen Suppression. Just enough to tell your ass... DON'T MOVE [Final Hook] LAME AS FUCK WIF ALL DEEZE MOTHERFUCKIN PETS Lich in the front, two shooters on patrol. DEAD MEN ON PAYROLL! Hexer strips the Body, then we taking your soul. Drop that Body resist, watch the whole crew unload, You can Purge that first problem... I got four more down the road. LAME AS FUCK WIF ALL DEEZE MOTHERFUCKIN PETS [Outro] Fifty Darkness. Nineteen Suppression. Dread Lich. Two War mages. Bone hexer. That's not a pet class. That's organized crime... With a fucking graveyard.