DullBlah*(Vocalizing b**t)*
*(Snapping fingers)*
*(Mouth percussion - 'ka-ch, ka-ch, ka-ch')*
*(Vocalizing snare hit)*
*(Breathing in deeply)*
Yeah... DullBlah...
Check the mic... one, two... yeah...
It's the man, DullBlah, on the mic with a plan,
To explain to the fam just how bad I am.
At the game, with a controller in my hand,
Call of Duty, man, I'm a mess in the land.
I'm a failure, a stain on the gaming terrain,
My shots are insane, I'm a pain in the game.
It's a shame, and I'm feelin' the full-on disdain,
I'm the main reason for my team's refrain.
I go 'bang, bang, bang' with a firearm claim,
But my bullets all h**g in the digital rain.
They don't gain, they remain, they maintain the same plain,
Missing targets again, drivin' me to complain.
I'm a clown, wearin' the crown for the worst in the town,
Got a frown, as I'm mowed down, on the ground, all around.
Never found, never sound, just a clown, never profound,
Just a dull sound, as my health just unwound.
I'm a joke, a c***e, a smoke, my ambition just broke,
Tryna sneak, then I speak, then I get a g*n poke.
Got a cloak, then I croak, feelin' the full-on spoke,
Of the enemy's trigger, a very mean folk.
I'm a s****r, a hyper, a type of a viper,
Except my shots are far wider than a wide-angled piper.
I'm a triper, a wiper, a griper, a crier,
I just can't get no headshots, I'm a liar.
I'm a camper, a lamper, a tamper, a hamper,
I just sit in the corner, with my finger on damper.
But then they just pounce on me, a full-on scamper,
They see me, and they jump me, like a full-blown hamper.
I'm a noob, a tube, a boob, a cube,
Got a brand new controller, all polished and rubbed.
But my skills are still sub, I get a very small dub,
Just to get me a snub, I'm in the wrong club.
Got a g*****e, I throw it, it's a slow parade,
It's a grade-A mistake, a terrible g*****e.
I'm afraid, I'm a maid, gettin' sprayed by a blade,
I'm a trade, a cascade, a very poor arcade.
My K/D ratio is a total of zero,
I'm a hero to nobody, a gaming anti-hero.
I'm a weirdo, a fearo, a zero to nero,
My gaming career is a total sad eerie row.
I'm DullBlah, in the house, a complete mouse,
In the Call of Duty world, without a spouse.
Just a louse, a slouch, a pouch, a total grouse,
I need a new house, for my gaming grouse.
*(Vocalizing b**t fades out)*
*(Snapping fingers stop)*
Yeah... DullBlah... signing off...
*(Mic drop sound)*
*(Silence)*
