Cosmic GP
In the final months of The Click as it used to be I decided to write this song about what it is we do. We used to throw these kick ass LAN parties and well, fuckit. It's actually not bad, but since i don't know how to play it on this site I decided to transcript it here.
Good Times.
=GamersParadise=
Me and my Click Ball supreme kid
rolling in second hand cars, bump music wit beats and speak like supreme stars
Fucking supreme broads, in slow motion digital
me and the TV screen wit a small bottle of lotion
OH NO, here we go again, she said she'll bring friend
who likes hangin wit cats who play the Clix
Almost broke but i'm spending like it's never gonna end
two bottles of milk pls, cheese, a fifth of gin, ah shit
Everybodies tryna play to win, gotta pocket full of dice that roll critical hits
Whats this, if ya mans talkin shit, he can bring it
LAN party's at the crib tonite, I'll leave'em swingin off Deez
nuts in the my jeans, Fuck nigga pls, you still rollin wit a pentium III
Soundchip in ya motherboard? Ya obviously soft
NO cards? Not even one? Well you ain't able to floss
WE BALL, Always Like sitting on Airways
You drop fifty on that Lame game, I got it for free
Connected
Like how I'm bootleggin beats, if you don't know
"GP" and yo it's sold not told
So here we go.
Anyway thats enough, someone might be getting bored, but hey, I think thats the closest depiction of what it was like. But basically we spent money, played various games, debated on whatever(and i mean WHATEVER), oh and talked incredible amounts of shit on each other.
The American Way.
HOLLA!!!
Bring it
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