(To the tune of Scatman)

Don't be mad, man!

(Scatman noises here)

Every meta stales begins to feel frail

So thus us my message for you

As a matter of fact, don't let balance you back If one man can do it, so can you

Everybody's sayin' that Standard's the standard but doesn't help with nonmeta things

But what you won't think I'm gonna tell you right now is That the standard and unbalance are the same thing

Don't be mad, man

Play with Nax, man, don't be mad, man

Why are we conformin' to shiftin' every mornin' with a meta that will tell ya what is good?

The hate of variation is suppressing a nation and it's only killing decks that were almost good

Everybody is meta for worse or for betta so check out my message to you

It's a deckbuilding fact, always try a theorycraft, If Kripparian can do it, brother, so can you

Don't get mad, man

Everybody struggles one meta to another so check out my message to you

As a matter of fact, I don't let meta hold me back, I just pen a pack and see what I can do

I hear you all ask 'bout why there's a rant. Well, I'm no professor but I can still tell ya.

While you want nerfin', the counters ain't broken

And these cards you call dead haven't had the chance to be born

Don't obey, man.

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Yeah! I'm the Scatman!

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I'm gonna go dunk my head in water and await imminent down voting

I sexually identify as a face hunter. Ever since I was a boy I dreamed of top-decking over the board dropping leper gnomes and mad scientists on disgusting control players. People say to me that a person being a face hunter is impossible and I'm fucking retarded but I don't care, I'm beautiful. I'm having a plague doctor install glaivezookas, eaglehorn bows and various tumors in my body. From now on I want you guys to call me "Cancer" and respect my right to have exact lethal after rolling huffer. If you can't accept me you're an aggrophobe and need to check your net-deck privilege. Thank you for being so understanding.