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Yo, it’s Max the Hugger, man, what a sight,
Always talkin’ big, but he can’t win a fight.
Claims he’s the best, but we all know,
His shots miss wide, like a DayZ ghost.

He lines up a kill, then starts to spray,
Bullets hit air, enemies run away.
Every fight he’s in, it’s the same old tale,
Max pulls the trigger, but his aim just fails.


Max the Hugger, man, stop the cap,
You ain’t no shooter, just check the stats.
Call yourself Aladdin, but you ain’t that fly,
More like a carpet rider scared to die.


Beefin’ with Ivan? Bro, take a seat,
He wipes whole squads while you just retreat.
Always in the chat, always complainin’,
Talkin’ ‘bout lag, but it’s just bad aiming.

You get dropped, then you start to cry,
“Bro, I lagged!”—man, don’t even try.
Blame the server, blame your ping,
But we all know you just ain’t the king.


Max the Hugger, man, stop the cap,
You ain’t no shooter, just check the stats.
Call yourself Aladdin, but you ain’t that fly,
More like a carpet rider scared to die.


Crusaders roll up, we don’t play,
You miss your shots, we make you pay.
Hold that L, take a rest,
Max, admit it—you ain’t the best.


So next time you flex, just keep it real,
Your KD’s trash, that’s how we feel.
Stick to the hugs, leave the fights to us,
Crusaders out—man, you’re just dust.