Gamebreaker Anthem

Walked in clean with a dangerous grin You brought ten?

Better bring ten again Talk real big till the bass kicks in

Then the whole damn room starts leaning our way Came for first,

don't care who's next No fake flex,

no safety net You brought your best?

Good, we respect it Now watch what happens when we fucking wreck

it

One step—TWO STEP Three more—WHO'S NEXT?

Whole room bouncing when the drums connect You thought that was big?

We ain't climbed yet

WE'RE GONNA FUCK YOU UP!

( FUCK YOU UP!) Not with fists—we're fucking the whole game up

Turn that bass till the floor erupts

You brought enough?

IT AIN'T ENOUGH! WE'RE GONNA FUCK YOU UP!

( FUCK IT UP!) Raise that bar,

we'll raise that fucker twice You came for the crown?

Better name your price

We're climbing so high we're running out of sky

Kick drum cracks, then the strings attack Sax comes through like “Give

me that” Piano says “Nah,” takes the rhythm back Trumpets hit and

the whole thing snaps Better gets better,

faster gets fast First place moving every time we pass You build

a ceiling, we don't go around We bring the whole fucking ceiling

down

Higher—HIGHER

Hotter—FIRE

Violin climbing like a live fucking wire Bass gets bigger,

choir gets wider Every damn bar takes the whole thing higher

WE'RE GONNA FUCK YOU UP!

( FUCK YOU UP!)

Not with fists—we're fucking expectations up Every new level gets swallowed by

us

Think that's enough?

TURN THAT SHIT UP!

WE'RE GONNA FUCK YOU UP!

( FUCK IT UP!)

Xylophone running while the violins chase Piano going insane,

sax in its face Trumpets yelling MOVE while the bass shakes space

How high?

HIGHER!

How loud?

LOUDER!

How far?

FARTHER!

You done?

FUCK NO!

One more level?

TWO MORE! Another ceiling?

THROUGH THAT! Somebody tell 'em what happens next—

WE FUCK THE WHOLE GAME UP!

WE'RE GONNA FUCK YOU UP!

( FUCK YOU UP!) Every fucking level wasn't high enough Built that

mountain just to watch us climb Now we're standing where you couldn't

draw the line

WE'RE GONNA FUCK YOU UP!

( FUCK IT UP!) Piano!

VIOLINS! SAX! BRASS! Everybody fighting,

everybody fast Higher than the first one,

bigger than the last

No finish line

NO COMING DOWN

No room left—

SO BUILD MORE FUCKING GROUND!

“You should've built it higher.”