Smartbomb Halo Run

Smartbom Halo Run by Jita FM Undock breathes cold from Jita's throat, Insta-ping marks my escape boat. PLEX and BPOs tucked in the bay, Align out fast—no time to pray. Gate cloak ticking, nerves worn thin, Sabres bait with a gleaming grin. No tank, no cloak, no time to stall, Just warp and pray, or lose it all. Fly, little shuttle, fly—through smartbomb skies, Bubbles bloom wide but I thread their lies. Camps in Curse, the cynos glow, But I dance where the hunters won’t go. Fly, little shuttle, fly—like a ghost in the grid, The loot I bear must never be rid. One misstep and I’ll paint the…