[Verse 1: Adam Purski]

Comin' in with three shells, that's MK

One for your body and two for your headspace

Messin' with your mind like a Necromorph in Dead Space

Call of Duty: Zombies, now you're waiting for the next wave

Giving you the lines from the back of my head like Hitman

But don't mess with the drug if you can never withstand

And my homie's have my back like a sick clan

Goin' at 'em like a Little Mac with the quick hands

Punch-Out! We can get in motherfuckin' brawls

Walking out the pub, G'd up like we have it all

Battle to the Royal every single fortnight

Whilе you're playing Fortnite in evеry little fort night

Oh yeah, that's how it's gotta be now

Mortal Kombat, I be raidin' with the beat now

So I wanna Pick at you, but I don't mean to bully now

Giving you the shocking rappin' when I go and geek out

[Verse 2: Mat4Yo]

Freestyle on you video gamers

Until you shiver and shaking making your frame rate freeze out

Ow, make you bang on the table

And whistle into the cartridge you going straight up senile

Yea, we be woofing and barking up on your treehouse

Make a Nintendog say meow

Leave now or you’re gonna get bodied

By a maniacal multiplier in all out team style

Better make way for these space invaders

Gonna save the game from these fake haters

Gonna bring the Max Payne in

Decapitating till it rains Raymen

We’re off the charts like we’re Nathan Drake

Dressed in Metal Gear and Solid Snake skin

Party at my place so you can gaze at

The greatest haymaking Playstation

[Verse 3: NemRaps]

Face to face when I stand in front of a monster

Back to back like we on the cover of Contra

Pop a couple bullets in your vicinity, curving it like Wanted

You gonna need to level up your armor

When it comes to rapping, I am dedicated

Watch a couple movies, now they calling me a record breaker

Levitating to another level, never hesitate to

Tell anybody that they can pick up a controller, we can regulate it

Step back, yo, the flow is awesome

You don't like the way I rap? You can blow the cartridge

You get eliminated for the loot, gimme all of that

I'm 'bout to snap, they callin me a Piranha Plant

Bro! Bars colder than a bag of ice

You ain't got a weapon, need to go and get some Malachite

Go! You ain't ready for the battle life

Seeing everything, Sauron on a satellite

[Verse 4: GameboyJones]

Yo, first of all yes I have a life

Matter fact, I got a couple, so I'm living twice

I know you wanna kick it in my Dojo

But you are not like I, so my answer is a no-no

They wanna call me Mister Fantastic

I'll fuck with your head like you took acid

When I jot down these lines on my thin phablet

Bruce Wayne on the track, 'bout to go bat shit

We on some Capcom and Marvel shit

I'm marvelous, collab with some awesome kids

I don't drink, I ain't messing with that brown or that vodka

Bad at free throws, I don't wanna put a shot up

GTA's dog when I'm bringing in the choppa

Sounding like Biggie, who shot ya? (Hey!)

I'm looking at their skills and they kinda booty

I'mma take em all down like it's Call of Duty

[Verse 5: Toku Mei]

Youngest on the track, but no doubt my Justice

I’m a Dick to these Gray sons, Robin's Gustus

Busting with a zapper, better duck when I’m hunting

All you rappers better block when this Mac gets punching

I’m done messing around. This McD ain’t loving

You can get this Quarter Pounder, I ain’t even bluffing

Players wanna battle they ain’t even nothing

I’m spiking all of these niggas off the platform summit

Dressed in all red when I come out the warp pipe

Better watch your Tail before I send you into flight

You don’t wanna mess with the ultimate type of guy

Who will use solar flare and blind your sight

Not Even Cumberbatch can bargain Strange out of my brain

Thanos and Dormammu, I will kill em with a switch blade

Pick apart your mid frame, that’s how I inflict pain

Y’all my little brothers, I’m Itachi, call you Sasuke

[Verse 6: Connor Quest!]

Swing batter, batter swing, smack a sandbag to the back row

Like in Smash Bros, I’m the king on the black throne

I attack foes, back snaps like a nacho

Now you're at a loss like Santos

Never see me coming like Clancy: Ghost Recon

Whiskers with a brandy, handing me a neat one

Slice these knobs like Ramsey chopped reeks off

Or when Adam cut the beat off (woah)

Never the Medic, I be selecting the Heavy

You're seeing red when you get hit with the shells and I'm getting your pennies

Going for the jaw breaker like Ed, Edd N Eddy

Cold and deadly like a Chill Wind Yeti (rah)

You could never hit levels I reach

Final boss’ll be impossible for you to ever beat

Full throttle when I’m on it, nitro under the bonnet

I got a one up on you, man, you blew it like Sonic