[Produced By Fartbarf Florian Ammon] [Verse 1] Its picture perfect yet it feels just like a game I see you stop and call him I see him stop and come in He puts his quarter down and tries to steal your fame I see you drop a coin in Two joysticks, only one grin Its just us kicking back, but it dont feel the same I see him drop and pull in You seem to fall back again Your grips are slipping but youve got no one to blame Oh no, he pulled the right pin And you go flying [PreChorus] Do what you gotta go do. Do what youre doing.Pow! Pow! Do what you gotta go do. You call his power play Do what you gotta go do. Do what youre doing.Pow! Pow! Its sudden death until the end and youre no longer friends [Chorus] He sees you gunnin off he goes a runnin again All this time of fun and off he goes to grab all his friends Waiting for a challenge 5 dollars for 20 tokens Unload at some skeeball Watch him die at world eleven [Verse 2] Youve waited months it seems like years youve had to train And now its paying off big Hes squealing like a stuck pig You make your move and put him down at his own game He quits when you give him grief And he dies tryin [PreChorus] [Chorus] Musical Break [Chorus]
pow, doing, ta, skeeball, joystick