The Last Man to Stand

Here I stand, don't know why, don't know where

Nothing to my name but my stained underwear

Nonetheless, still got swag, check out my hair

Can you spare some 5.56?

Like hell I'll share!

Ammo don't grow on trees, son

Neither does victory

But you know what does?

Nuts!

This island's bout to light up

I'll be walkin' through the fire

From friendly conversation

Into a battle of survivors

Pray that you ain't scared of heights

(3, 2, 1, JUMP!)

Like angels stripped of wings

Forsaken, fallen from the sky

To burn in Hell on Earth

Our quest to scavenge and survive

This revolver's all I've got so keep an eye out for rifles

I'll stock up on .45

Where's the squad? Swear to god

We gotta rendezvous, we'll take a Dacia for a drive

Fire up the whip, take a ride to town

Just like Stevie Wonder, gotta get the Higher Ground

Except we're never blind, we've got eyes around

Fight with pride, don't go hiding now

We're just going prone. You mean lying down!

I hear victory calling

I follow the sound

The last man to stand

Will be me on these Battlegrounds

My conquest will start with Pochinki

Traverse mountaintops, someone king me

Hope you got good guns behind those doors

I'll show you mine if you show me yours

Time to hit the road bros yo, this zone is closing

Wait a sec I need a piece of inconspicuous clothing

Put the clothes on hold, shots fired due west

Enemy bearing 250, wait is that right or left?

Medkit! Been hit! Is it bad? Don't look!

I'll patch you up, brother

Cuz this ain't the worst we've been shook

I deflected half the flak that I took

I guess you can do more with a pan than cook

We're in the middle of the ring, sick, we can just kick it

Popping painkiller pills, shit, I think I'm addicted

Hey that place looks vacant, I think that I'll raid it

Grab me some camo pants, I can't fight naked

Peel your eyes, for mortar strikes from skies above

Better hide, if you're outside, you're kinda dumb

If there's a drop, and it's nearby, you bet I'll come

So get your bearings cuz it's time to run

Make sure the tank's full, we'll be going far

I call shotgun! Would you rather have a scar?

Wasn't talkin' bout the weapon, I was talkin' bout the car

We look like bums, but we reign like czars

We call it PUBG, but we raise the bar

I hear victory calling

I follow the sound

The last man to stand

Will be me on these Battlegrounds

My conquest will start with Pochinki

Traverse mountaintops, someone king me

Hope you got good guns behind those doors

I'll show you mine if you show me yours