Ragging Noobs - Still Loading (Bomb3r, Punisher, Who's Next, Why So Serious, Guardian etc... Diss)

Intro Guardian… Bomb3r… Who’s Next… Punisher… So many names, but somehow the same player. Chorus Who’s next? Not you, you’re still loading. Who’s next? We’re fighting, you’re still rotating. Guardian, Bomb3r, Punisher too, A million accounts, but it’s always you. Different names, same old disaster, Please join the team a little bit faster. Verse 1 You join CS2, but you need four rounds, Before your microphone starts making sounds. We ask for info, we’re holding the site, Then round four comes and you say, “Maybe they’re right.” Thank you, brother, the bomb already blew, The enemies left, and the next round is due. Your callouts are late, but your confidence grows, Like weather reports after everyone knows. Chorus Who’s next? Not you, you’re still loading. Who’s next? We’re fighting, you’re still rotating. Guardian, Bomb3r, Punisher too, A million accounts, but it’s always you. Different names, same old disaster, Somehow every round is slower than the last one. Verse 2 You rotate so slowly, we start getting old, By the time you arrive, the bombsite is cold. We say, “Come quickly,” you say, “I’m near,” But somehow your footsteps take half of the year. You move through the map like a chair with no wheels, While we’re getting pushed and losing our deals. Then you arrive with a flash in your hand, And blind the whole team like that was the plan. Weapon Swap Break click-clack knife out gun out inspect sound AK swap M4 swap AWP scope Mini Hook Ohhh, a skin, let me swap, Round is live but I can’t stop. Knife out, gun out, swap again, While the team is dying on B again. Ohhh, a skin, let me swap, Enemy pushing but I’m in the shop. Inspect, inspect, then I get dropped, All that drip and zero impact on top. Verse 3 You bait us politely, you let us go first, Then collect all the kills when the fight is at worst. You say, “I’m trading,” but we know the truth, You waited behind us to protect your youth. You block every doorway, then tell us to move, You rage at the squad like you have something to prove. Like an old lady shouting, you start to complain, While your one-core brain tries loading the game. Bridge Guardian guards nothing, Bomb3r won’t plant. Who’s Next is still rotating, Punisher says he can’t. So many accounts, but the story stays the same. You change your name again, but we recognize the game. Final Chorus Who’s next? Not you, you’re still loading. Who’s next? We’re fighting, you’re still rotating. Guardian, Bomb3r, Punisher too, A million accounts, but it’s always you. Different names, same old disaster, Please join the team a little bit faster. Final Mini Hook Ohhh, a skin, let me swap, Bomb is planted, but I can’t stop. Knife out, gun out, swap again, Now we lost the round again. Ohhh, a skin, let me swap, Last one alive, but I still won’t stop. Inspect, inspect, then I get dropped, Guardian, please… just use the Glock. Outro Guardian… please guard something. Bomb3r… please plant something. Who’s Next… please rotate next. Punisher… Please stop punishing us.