[Verse 1]
She took my cash, my days, my heart,
Left me with joints screaming in the dark.
A dozen curses, a shattered screen,
Gave her my all—she spit back "EZ PZ," mean.
Servers collapse, my patience too,
IQ drops with each "noob" in my crew.
But I’m hooked on the rush, her toxic embrace,
A cruel kind of love I can’t erase.

[Pre-Chorus]
Five souls in the fray, but who’s really there?
Two babble in Cyrillic, one claims he’s "fair,"
And the last? A child who knows exactly where…
Mom’s been, apparently.

[Chorus]
Oh, she’s a greedy queen, breaking my machine,
Trading my sanity for pixels on-screen.
Spin the wheel—fun ‘til the whole lobby’s "cyka,"
But I’ll click restart, screaming "Da svidaniya!"

[Verse 2]
Miss every bullet, die in one shot,
Type "exit" fast ‘fore my keyboard gets hot.
Steel in life costs a ten, virtual blades—
Four hundred, my friend. What deal have I made?
A choir of rage in ten languages sings,
While spinny-boy geniuses headshot… with spins.
They should screen your mind before you queue,
But I’ll grind ‘til my chair’s in pieces too.

[Bridge]
If screams earned cash, I’d still be broke,
Spent my last dime on a digital cloak.
Roulette’s a thrill ‘til the chamber turns red,
Now it’s all Rush B and a desk full of dread.

[Chorus]
Oh, she’s a greedy queen, my wallet’s routine,
Feeding her habit with loot-box dopamine.
Nine out of ten? No—eleven, I’d say,
I’ll crawl back tomorrow. Aim, shoot, respawn, replay.

[Outro]
Keyboard smashed, monitor cracked,
But her headshots keep callin’ me back…
(Ooh!)
Eleven out of ten—play again?

[Final Chorus]
Oh, she’s a greedy queen, my wallet’s routine,
Feeding her habit with loot-box dopamine.
Nine out of ten? No—eleven, I’d say,
I’ll crawl back tomorrow. Aim, shoot, respawn, replay.

She’s a Greedy Queen (Counter-Strike 2 Song)

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