(Intro)
Yo...
Maguli... (ab-lee-doo)...
Man, you really thought you could jungle?
Nah, bro. Stay in your lane.

(Verse 1)
Maguli on the rift, but it’s looking like a crime scene,
Mid lane prince? Nah, more like a side meme.
Tried to gank top, but you fed ‘em like a buffet,
Jungle Maguli? Man, you ruined my whole Sunday.

(ab-lee-doo), you clueless with that smite,
Red buff slippin', gettin' clapped every fight.
Shoulda stayed mid where the minions babysit,
Now you in my jungle and you barely landin' hits.

(Hook)
Maguli, Maguli, you ain't no jungle king,
You path like you blindfolded, missin' everything.
(ab-lee-doo), quit actin' like you got the crown,
‘Cause every time you leave mid, the whole team drowns!

(Verse 2)
Who let this dude off the leash in my camps?
Missin' smites, givin' buffs, like you workin' in a stamp.
Maguli, got the mechanics of a bronze bot,
Tryna clear jungle? Bro, you barely clear your thoughts.

You think you gankin'? Nah, you just intin',
Mid lane Maguli? Maybe... Jungle? You slippin’.
Try to invade? Man, that’s a death wish,
You the type to feed 'em early, now they all rich.

(Hook)
Maguli, Maguli, bruh you outta control,
Mid's your only hope, stay away from patrol.
(ab-lee-doo), your jungle’s lookin' like a free trial,
Uninstall that route, go back mid for a while.

(Bridge)
Look, you ain't no jungler, that’s facts not slander,
You path like you googlin' "How to gank in Predecessor."
Shoulda stayed mid where you safe behind the tower,
Now you losin' objectives and buffs by the hour.

(Outro)
Maguli, this your wake-up call,
Jungle ain’t it, bro, stop droppin' the ball.
(ab-lee-doo), man, it’s mid or bust,
‘Cause jungle Maguli? Man, nobody trusts.

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[Intro]
Cabin Shit, baby… We came here to drink and destroy.
Let’s get fucked UP!

[Verse 1]
Pulled up wasted, boots on the dash,
Brayden in the woods tryna fight some trash,
Brian’s grillin' Pop-Tarts on a broken grate,
Street’s moonin' planes screamin’, “Life is great!”
We got booze, we got smoke, we got Brayden howlin’ wild,
Soapbox lecturin' drunk like a professor on trial.
Michael’s quiet, but he’s stashin’ the rum,
And I’m out here yellin’, "WHO FUCKIN’ STOLE MY GUM?"

[Pre-Chorus]
We burn shacks, we break shit,
We drink ‘til we can’t see shit,
If the cops show, we just dip,
Another night of CABIN SHIT!

[Chorus – gang vocals]
 CABIN SHIT, no rules, no doubt,
Raise your glass, fuckin’ blackin' out!
Wild all night, break the pit,
Raise hell, we’re the CABIN SHIT!
CABIN SHIT, pour it up, get lit,
Trash this place, yeah, we’re made for it!
One more fight, one more hit,
You’re stuck with us — CABIN SHIT!

[Verse 2]
I’m the loudest in the woods, throwin’ punches at trees,
Got a flask and a hatchet and some bad ideas,
Brian’s shirtless again, Brayden’s naked and cursed,
Soapbox droppin’ Nietzsche but forgets every verse.
Michael’s lightin’ up cigars like he’s Mafia made,
Camden’s passed out in syrup like it’s fuckin’ champagne.
We don’t care, burn the cabin to ash,
Then wake up at dawn just to do it all fast.

[Pre-Chorus]
No brakes, no shame,
We’re pissin’ in the fuckin’ rain,
No regrets, no snitch,
It’s Cabin Shit, you little bitch!

[Chorus – gang vocals]
CABIN SHIT, no rules, no doubt,
Raise your glass, fuckin’ blackin' out!
Wild all night, break the pit,
Raise hell, we’re the CABIN SHIT!
CABIN SHIT, pour it up, get lit,
Trash this place, yeah, we’re made for it!
One more fight, one more hit,
You’re stuck with us — CABIN SHIT!

[Bridge – Brayden yelling]
Burn the rules, fuck the fines,
Duct tape Brian to the pines,
Flip the couch and kill the fridge,
Camden’s drinkin’ from a ketchup lid!

"AND IT TASTES LIKE VICTORY!"

[Final Chorus – ALL OUT CHAOS]
CABIN SHIT, no rules, no doubt,
Raise your glass, fin’ blackin' out!
Wild all night, break the pit,
Raise hell, we’re the CABIN SHIT!
CABIN SHIT, pour it up, get lit,
Trash this place, yeah, we’re made for it!
One more fight, one more hit,
We ARE the fin’ CABIN SHIT!
(CABIN SHIT! CABIN SHIT! CABIN SHIT!)

Cabin Shit pt1

[Intro]
Welcome to Cabin Shit… where hangovers come free.
Street: I’m legally too dumb for this.
Brian: Somebody hide the gasoline.
Brayden: F** that, pass it here!

[Verse 1]
Pulled up six deep, broke and obscene,
Cooler full of beer and five STDs,
Camden’s drunk, eatin’ dry ramen raw,
Brian’s pantsless pissin’ on the neighbor's lawn.
Street’s shirtless, wielding a busted broom,
Soapbox givin’ lectures in the f***in’ bathroom,
Brayden’s on the table yellin’, “I AM GOD,”
Michael’s readin’ Yelp reviews like, “One star, odd.”

[Pre-Chorus]
Neighbors peekin’? Tell ‘em kiss this ass,
Fire’s too big, but we’ll let it last,
No signal, no sense, no bail,
Just booze, bad choices, and tall tales.

[Chorus]
CABIN SHIT, we’re drunk and cursed,
Slurred insults, petty and worse,
Loud as f***, we don’t quit,
Legends of the woods — CABIN SHIT.
CABIN SHIT, broke and proud,
Whole damn cabin’s a smoke-filled cloud,
Burnin’ cash, burnin’ wit,
F*** it, we’re alive — CABIN SHIT!

[Verse 2]
Camden's makin' flapjacks on the grill lid,
Street’s moonin’ planes like a f***in’ kid,
Brian’s grillin' Pop-Tarts soaked in beer,
Brayden’s naked in the woods yellin', “I LIVE HERE!”
Soapbox quoting Nietzsche with a black eye,
Michael's makin’ drinks like "let’s all just die,"
Fire’s outta control but no one flinches,
All of us clowns with criminal inches.

[Pre-Chorus]
Broken doors, Brayden’s howlin’ loud,
Brian’s duct-taped to a tree somehow,
If the cops pull up, we’ll blame the deer,
And crack more beers ‘til the coast is clear.

[Chorus]
CABIN SHIT, we’re drunk and cursed,
Slurred insults, petty and worse,
Loud as f***, we don’t quit,
Legends of the woods — CABIN SHIT.
CABIN SHIT, broke and proud,
Whole damn cabin’s a smoke-filled cloud,
Burnin’ cash, burnin’ wit,
F*** it, we’re alive — CABIN SHIT!

[Outro Banter]
Camden: I just deep-throated a hot dog sideways.
Street: Brayden’s fightin’ a f**in’ owl out there!
Brian: I duct-taped myself, it felt right.
Brayden (yelling from the woods): I AM THE MAYOR NOW!
Michael: …This is why I drink.

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