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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Austin Jones
Austin Jones
Stimme und Gesang
Cody Stiltner
Cody Stiltner
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Austin Jones
Austin Jones
Songwriter:in
Cody Stiltner
Cody Stiltner
Songwriter:in
Aleksander Radovanovic
Aleksander Radovanovic
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Cody Stiltner
Cody Stiltner
Mischtechniker:in
Aleksander Radovanovic
Aleksander Radovanovic
Produzent:in

Songteksten

Fill my cart with stuff, stack it up
I'mma hit extract and back it up
Tryna put a smile on the face of the tax man
Gonna get paid if we all make it back with our heads intact
Don't look back
Something in the darkness looking for a snack
And we're looking like a three course meal
So keep your eyes peeled for anything and everything you think you can steal
Welcome to the team, I heard that you was dying to start
I hope you got a lion in your heart
First put the cursed items in the cart
And don't get caught or you might get left lying in the dark
Me and my people check in with lethal weapons for repossessions
Deep into the creepiest evil sections, it seems depressing
Scenery is teeming with spectres seething in this direction
You can see me fleeing, we need an exit, we need protection
I need a reverend! Lord have mercy!
Ghoulish-like creatures trying to hurt me
Grab the money bag, seven grand!
That's enough cash for doing a money spread on the gram
Shrink down, get underneath the table
Job's really worth it if you able
Might as well get paid, we're headed for the casket
Life's only got two guarantees - death and taxes
Everybody knows I'm all 'bout the stacking
But my cash in all goes back to the tax man, uh
Could you do your job? Stop the yapping
Y'all been slacking, I want out of this trash can, uh
Get my orders
Find the extraction, then hit the quota
Buy you a casket in this disorder
'Cause the monsters out, dude, this shift is torture (oh my god)
I don't wanna lose my head
I can't self-destruct 'cause no one's gonna pay my debt, my debt (oh no)
No stopping, keep the crew locked in
Funding my dues, don't wanna lose 'cause low profits
If not, you're king of the losers
I'm a true looter, money's in my future, ay
Working my life away with no hopes of promotion
Retrieve extract, so we can watch these profits roll in
Nothing can stop me from this everlasting motion
It's time to move, it's time to move, it's time to move, we must
Retrieve, extract, and profit in this operation
Retrieve, extract, and profit in this operation
Retrieve, extract, and profit in this operation
Retrieve, extract, and profit in this operation
Moving my crew through the labour, bring in the loot for the paper
Who's gonna do it? It's mister king of the losers by nature
Held the title way before I was booting a player
No loot to share or you will be doomed to be sooner or later
Coming for my title, not a mantle I share
But through the peril of the manors and the candlelit air
They paired the fairest for carrying weight, repair and replace
All the plates that Braden had said to me to handle with care
Now I'm seeing green, me smash it
I'm the lead chief in the elite task-men
It's a clean sweep any scene we crash in
Think I'm BP when they see me dashing, my team means action
Rake pay from these piles of scrap
Stay throwing Oricadia off the side of the map
Anything we can find and extract, file it back
Get the prize, maybe we'll finally retire with that
I got one goal to bring back loot
I got teammates who finna get boot
I don't need maps, I see the fast route
Put it on berry, I ain't the baddest in the room
One more run to keep the tax man paid
Tell that rugrat get out my way
Dodging the headman, my bread can't wait
Ooh, yeah
Got a plan just for this sich
Get a strength upgrade and take this switch
Give him hell and wreck his
Drag him round real quick, baby, it's physics
Handle any enemy, I've got the melody
And the playtime clocked in to rock him
Down in his grave, a crystal became
The last three-K made to get our new upgrades
We're stuck on level eighteen, it's not fair
And the spawn rates getting obscene, I wouldn't dare
And I'm the last one left functioning
So hold your breath, I'm still retreating
Working my life away with no hopes of promotion
Retrieve extract, so we can watch these profits roll in
Nothing can stop me from this everlasting motion
It's time to move, it's time to move, it's time to move, we must
Retrieve, extract, and profit in this operation
Retrieve, extract, and profit in this operation
Retrieve, extract, and profit in this operation
Retrieve, extract, and profit in this operation
Retrieve, extract, and profit in this operation
Retrieve, extract, and profit in this operation
Retrieve, extract, and profit in this operation
Retrieve, extract, and profit in this operation
Written by: Aleksander Radovanovic, Austin Jones, Cody Stiltner
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