3Am Corpus Rap

[MechaTails]

Your termination is on the agenda

Talk is cheap but we're big spendas

When it comes to shooting tenno in the face

Until you have no choice but to replace it

With a mask to hide the gaping hole

Whats up Valk? Like the new gear?

No financing charge for a year

But the bill is coming, we dont forget

You'll know it's time when we intercept

That flying kennel you call a ship

Liset? More like Li-S#&$

We'll send you spiraling into the sun

And take back our lightning guns

Think you could raid our stores and we wouldnt notice?

We'll wipe the blood off and sell them back to The Lotus

We're the Corpus, pride of the System

The Grineer could die and no one would miss em

Red visors, buckets, and puffy pants

You never even stood a chance

Visors!

Buckets!

Puffy pants!

You never even stood a chance

Visors!

Buckets!

Puffy pants!

You never even stood a chance

[AnonCat]

This made the morning, an excellent start to my day.

[MagPrime]

I really want someone to rap this and put it on youtube

[unknow99]

[Lactamid]

Here comes the Grineer

so tremble fear

An' lock down the room

with all the Tenno skoom

Napalm in the morning

with some greedy milk

I spit my rhymes as smooth as silk

They call me salad shaker

time meet your maker

'cause you're out of luck

say my name B***H:

SARGAS RUK a-ha

 

Smacked it up with formation Bravo

when you were in your diapers we had Darvo

While high MR, still a n00b

Previewed every challange on the 'tube

You're only alive because we let you

Me an' Shik Tal won't forget you.

An' when you're 5 times formad an' do your strutt

we'll knock you down and stick a Nervo in your b**t

-peace WAR

[(PSN)IIIDevoidIII]

Moved to a more appropriate section.

[MechaTails]

 

I heard that album went triple platinum lol

 

 

wack attack

 

Oh snap, the gauntlet's been dropped

Think you're a torrent of power?

You're just a drop, in a kiddie cup

We got moas and lasers, super devastators

They'll tear up the haters, even without a 'tater

Shields to da max, and consoles you cant hax

Guaranteed to tax the puny brain up your @$$

We bring the beat down, sucka'

Wreck the field like no otha'

Shockwaves send you cryin' home to yo Queen mothas'

Send you flying into space along with yo' twin brothas'

You ain't gutsy

You're limp pansies

Needing three clowns to do all your dirty work

Watch-out world, it's the Gumdrop 3

Talkin' more trash than DE Skree

Me oh my, what shall we do?

They're coming for us, and won't take an IOU

Just stick a Bolt in their arm, turn those tigers to kittens

We're the best in the galaxy even if no one will admit it

Now we gotta go, this ain't no free show

Gotta make plats to feed the fam back home

But one more riff before we drift into the breeze

Our women look like models, while yours look like spoiled cheese

Edited August 26, 2014 by DarkTails

[Lactamid]

-snip-

I ate Lotus for lunch, and defecate Frohd Bek

He was just like Alad with a ring around his neck.

I ain't afraid, I'm a forum member.

I'm cooler than Frost, an' hotter than Ember.

You die from magnets and from snow flakes

that's so sad oh my pink little heart brakes.

You speak of MOA and our sisters;

but where's the ladies? You're just misters.

You ain't no army, you're just sailors,

can't turn your heads and got S#&$ty tailors.

Hanging with infested an' tryin' to be spooky

but all that you've ever managed was 40k Znooki.

Corpus the chorus goes a something like this

Your weapon ain't hit-scan so they'll just miss.

Your shields and your credits they will drop

The only lasers you'll see, pop tags at the thrift shop

Edited August 26, 2014 by Lactamid