There lives a certain man in Gauteng nextdoor
He was tall but lazy, in his eyes a flaming glow
Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
But to little boys and girls he was such a lovely dear
He could Game the warfare like a harcore
Full of ecstacy and fire
But he also was the kind of gamer
Little children would admire
RAH! RAH! Raven-Gold!
Africa's favorite death machine
There was a cat that really can frag
RAH! RAH! Raven-Gold!
The casulals worst enemy
There was a cat that really can frag
But when his gaming and porning and his hunger
for stopping power became known to more and more people,
the demands to do something about this outrageous
man became louder and louder.
"This man's just got to go!" declared his enemies
But the clannies begged "Don't you try to do it, please"
No doubt this Raven-Gold had lots of hidden skills
Though he was a geek they just fell unto his knife
Then one night some men of higher ranking
Set a trap, they're all to blame
"Come game with us" they kept demanding
And he really came
RAH! RAH! Raven-Gold!
Africa's favorite death machine
They all ran the latest aimbots
RAH! RAH! Raven-Gold!
The casulals worst enemy
But he still kicked them in there backsides
RAH! RAH! Raven-Gold!
Africa's favorite death machine
There was a cat that really can frag
RAH! RAH! Raven-Gold!
The casulals worst enemy
There was a cat that really can frag
Oh, those gamers...
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I just felt like indulging in some selfcenteredness