I peek mid-solo, nerves on edge, my aim’s crynogenic,
Smoke fades like ghosts in war-torn halls, so crynogenic.
Defuse is ticking, heart is quickening—still crynogenic,
One tap through smoke, their last hope gone, it’s crynogenic.

Flashbang explodes in pixel sparks, blind and crynogenic,
They rush through apps, but I’m on cat, just crynogenic.
My crosshair lives where they forget—it’s crynogenic,
Each round I play is death in art, cold crynogenic.

The AWP sings like winter's breath, pure crynogenic,
No scope, no sound—just instant end, so crynogenic.
Five left, one me, they hunt as wolves, not crynogenic—
But I, the ice beneath their feet, stay crynogenic.

Maps change, teams tilt, the game resets—still crynogenic,
Victory's frost clings to my gloves—yes, crynogenic.
The crowd erupts, but I don’t flinch—just crynogenic,
For in this clutch, I find my peace: cold crynogenic.

[Intro: Slim Shady & Eminem]
Alright, here, drink this
What is it?
Shut up and drink it
No
I said drink it, ♥♥♥♥♥
The ♥♥♥♥? (Haha)
The ♥♥♥♥ are you tryin' to do? Get us cancelled (Ayo)

[Verse: Slim Shady & Eminem]
♥♥♥♥ blind people (What?), and deaf people suck (Stop, yeah)
So do cripples (No), dumb quadriplegic ♥♥♥♥♥
With Christopher Reeve's luck (Woah, woah-woah-woah-woah)
Shady, Jesus, what the ♥♥♥♥?
Oh, here comes Marshall to try to clean this up (Shut up)
What's the matter, Marshall? Your penis tucked?
Aw, the big bad wapper just get his feewings hurt?
Let me go, you ♥♥♥♥♥, huh, or what, genius, huh?
You gonna cancel me, yeah? Gen-Z me, bruh?
Little ♥♥♥♥♥, what's wrong? Thought you was dreaming, huh?
When you gonna rеalize that we ♥♥♥♥♥♥' need each othеr?

In the realm of Counter Strike, we cryno,
With each frag and flash, emotions flyno,
Beneath the firefights, tears still flowno,
In pixel wars, our hearts undergo.

Through smokes and scopes, we cryno,
In the heat of battle, we defyno,
Even in defeat, our spirits highno,
For in every match, our passions vie.

From Dust to Mirage, we cryno,
In every map, our skills we tryno,
With every clutch, our hopes amplifyno,
In the world of CS, we're all allies.

With every headshot, we cryno,
In every round, our dreams implyno,
From eco to buy, strategies implyno,
In this virtual war, we fight and sighno.

So in the realm of Counter Strike, we cryno,
But through it all, our love won't die-no,
For in this game, we find our lino,
In the pixels and pixels, we find our rhino.