Yeah, yeah Ayo, epic games, it's time. It's time, epic games (aight, epic games, begin). Straight out the dungeons of clap city my pickaxe cuts deep as my raps I don't take pity I never shoot, 'cause to shoot is the friend of rat best watch out now you in my habitat Beyond the walls i shoots, life is defined. I think of fortnite when I'm in a tilted towers state of mind. Hope they touch some grass Mt gun ain't dirty I will beat they ass Run up to the fun and get the win In a tilted towers state of mind. What more could you ask for? The shiny pickaxe? You complain about no building. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the pickax. I'm rappin' to the bin, And no I'm gonna get a win Clean, expensive, loud, like a skin Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a women I can't take the no building, can't take the weight I woulda tried to build I guess I got no cake. I'm rappin'  for the win And I'm gonna move your spin Yea, yaz, in a tilted towers state of mind.(state of mind) When I was young my friend had a spin. I waz kicked out without no in. I never thought I'd see that win. Ain't a soul alive that could take my friend's chagrin. Thinking of fortnite. Yaz, thinking of fortnite (fortnite thinking... of.... fort.. nite..... yahhhh