Intro Now focus up! 'Cause you're my prey, my scoop. Are you sweating fear, your mole's digging a loop? What? Alright then, whoop! (a celebratory or mocking sound) Chorus Your focus got zeros in its IQ, I'll put you on the mat, just like in Kung Fu. You're flying out, my man, from this whole game, You're a cheap knock-off, always the same. I hire a chat to deal with such a lowlife, My talent I'm keeping for a little longer, on my life. Verse 1 Hold up, you scallywag, and stick the landing! Don't mess with the Mole, or you'll get a bad ending. Release all your bots from their service, Start praying and believing in the nervous curses. Chorus Your focus got zeros in its IQ, I'll put you on the mat, just like in Kung Fu. You're flying out, my man, from this whole game, You're a cheap knock-off, always the same. Verse 2 Don't touch the Mole, or you're gonna get burned, You're a weak contender, a lesson not yet learned. I'm at work, so peace out, see ya later, Hide in your hole to practice your ski jump greater. Chorus Your focus got zeros in its IQ, I'll put you on the mat, just like in Kung Fu. You're flying out, my man, from this whole game, You're a cheap knock-off, always the same.
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