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Eve Parodied to Rap Music: Bittervet Paradise

Warning: Blame Major J Silva. This is what the CSM does to some of us...

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"Bittervet Paradise"

As I jump through the cyno to make a valley of death
I take a look at my corp and realize their bittervets,
Cause we've been dropping and jumping so long,
That even my holding alt thinks my bitter is strong
But I ain't ever dropped on a fleet that didn't deserve it
We be dropping cuz we punks? You know its not heard of
Better watch that ship you engage and what you try to gank
Or you and your fleet will be wrecks in space.
I really to bail by I gotta go
As they pop, my depot's already dropped cuz I'm not a fool
Im the kinda pilot that the newbies wanna be like
In my Nyx at the POS waiting for the bait to light.

Been hot dropping all damn night, living the bittervet paradise
Been hot dropping all damn night, living the bittervet paradise
Keep dropping every fight, living the bittervet paradise
Keep dropping every fight, living the bittervet paradise

Look at the station that I be facing
I can't dock in that place, I'm stuck out in space
So I gotta be cautious and watching local spikes
To many drops in the night, got me waiting more fights
I'm a million skillpoint capsuleer with ISK in my hand
Got my super logged in and a beacon for my fleet
I'm a pimped out officer fit bitter vet
And my corp is all the same and we got all the right tools
Death ain't nothing but a cyno away,
I'm dropping on everything, frigs or falcons you could say
We're 23 but can our fleet become 24?
The way the pings been looking I don't know.

Tell me why are you so blind to see
That we're fishing for a fleet for a gank to be

Been hot dropping all damn night, living the bittervet paradise
Been hot dropping all damn night, living the bittervet paradise
Keep dropping every fight, living the bittervet paradise
Keep dropping every fight, living the bittervet paradise

Power projection and the ISK, ISK and the ozone
Hauler after hauler, cyno after cyno
Everyone's been jumping, but half of them ain't looking
at where the beacons go, and who might be lighting, soon
They say we gotta watch and that someone will teach us
If they can't kill me now how will they reach us?
Their corp can't. That corp won't
Smack up in local, that's why I go and jump out, fool

Been hot dropping all damn night, living the bittervet paradise
Been hot dropping all damn night, living the bittervet paradise
Keep dropping every fight, living the bittervet paradise
Keep dropping every fight, living the bittervet paradise

Tell me why are you so blind to see
That we're fishing for a fleet for a gank to be

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  1. Billion skill point pilot? No way a million skill point pilot would be dropping supers. But a billion SP would make a VERY bitter bittervet.

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  2. If we're poking fun at this song, here's a parody from EQ2.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DTcZDm9Syfc&list=PLDB58708CF78E56CC

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  3. I played with this one some time ago... I just wish I could put it to music but I can't carry a tune in a sack...

    Ganhers Paradise

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  4. Meh, as parodies of "Gangsta's Paradise" go, this is not one of the better ones out there. There are just too many places where the syllable count doesn't fit the rhythm, and that makes it a bit awkward.

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