Jack's Misfire Blues remix v2 ext v1

Lyrics

Listen up, folks (real talk) Got a tale 'bout Jack who drops in hot, a fluke In Apex games, friends bettin' he'll lose (alas) His aiming's wild, legend's in a noose The poor boy just can't shoot, I mean, the truth We shake our heads amused Poor Jack's movin' fast (too fast) Nades in hand, but he's just missin' queues (ding) Bullet sprays, more like a wild monsoon (splash) Champs laugh as they dodge his doom (ha ha) The kill feed’s bare, with no sign of success And we all jest, 'cause in Jack we can't invest

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