Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Andrew Day
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Eefje Depoortere
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Daniel Drakos
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Marc Lamont
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Rustage
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Josef Falkensköld
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Dan Bull
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Lyrics
Oh damn, everybody here this time?
You must be delusional if you think that's gonna make any difference
Falconshield, give me a track so I can body these rats
Y'all just getting carried by the trash that I threw out
Underrate my botlane don't speak, baby, no doubt
Targa' on a roam, gonna show you what this Pyke 'bout
Flakked get to cracking, gonna make this one a blowout
Rabbits past their prime, sold their spot, looking sullen
Better call me Edward, 'cause I'm shining when I'm Cullin
F-N-C superteam, man, you're lulling me to sleep
Send your solo lanеs to LA 'cause they're pricey and thеy're weak (so weak)
What you know 'bout another clean sweep, 12-0?
Choking every series like Rogue, just a no show
Losing every lane scared hiding in the alcove
Freddie on the draft, baby, that ain't Falco
Throwing huge leads, that's MAD at peak
BB dance around you with those happy feet (hell yeah)
This combo popping off, Jankos on fleek
Call it wombo number 5 when your ass get beat
'Cause you need a little G2 in your life
I need another title by my side
A few more 3-0's all I see
Better pray to God for you challenge me
Cause I'm spelling God C-A-P-S
Outplayed, outfought, G2 finesse (alright)
Taking all challengers, come and bring your best
G2's EU, EU's not impressed
I have to say I'm a little disappointed
The prey's about to become the predator
And like rabbits, we're about to fuck this shit up
They be uncoordinated, they be playing with no synergy (nah)
Call us misfits, 'cause your fits always missing me (hah?)
And they put the mid into mid lane (yeah?)
That's 'cause they wanted to be Faker, but then took the name literally (ha-ha)
They get in my lane, their plays be so tragic (huh?)
Zanzarah when we face, we make them pay taxes (yeah?)
AP in my veins, the way I flow magic (huh?)
Uninstall the game, we ain't the same rabbits (yeah-yeah)
Savage, leaving you to lick your wounds
Its win or lose, these players fight like minions do (ha-ha)
Shine bright like Neon when we're introduced (yeah)
We be playing like Hikaru, we predict your moves
They act like Americans (how they are free to beat, huh?)
100% of them (we do it easily, huh?)
Call him irrelevant (that's how he leaving teams, huh?)
Do it so graphic, it's cut from the DVD (yeah)
Playing at an A rank, you're a G2 (yeah)
You be leaking all your game plans, man you're see through (yeah)
We gon tick you off the checklist, if you have a death wish
We can play like Brexit and take you out the EU (ha-ha)
Step to Ventheo then you accept defeat (huh?)
Because we turning all our rookies into MVP's (ha-ha)
Don't forget who challenged SKT
This year, win Worlds, then we out, like it's destiny (ha-ha)
Listen, that's cute
While I refute
Let me put you on mute
Time to get the suit, time to let loose
Time to lock, load, aim, shoot
I need an opponent that can kick me into gear
Not a broken component that canceled his career
You only excel at wasting my time
Got more titles in my prime than you got disses in your rhyme
Enjoy it while you can this as big as you can be
As the OG MC, I'll end it in three
Like a spreadsheet, I'll beat you on a cellular level
Maybe you should change game, rename to Rap Devil
You're not on my level, why can't you understand?
Its the trend, I ascend, in the end winning is the brand
I can't stand, these faux foex they called Rogue
They just froze, they choked with their own hands
No plan (no plan), that's the cutest thing I've ever seen
Arrow to the head, org is dead, c'est la vie
Now MAD they think they earned a crown
They ain't earnt shit just be put down
G2, you're just a name on a list
And I'ma God of War your face with my fist
You're aced, don't resist, your legacy ends here
No one can stop me, this is Fnatic's year
Lets be clear, I'm the best, no contest, its a given
Feel the noose, round your neck, start to sweat, losing vision
As you cry, you just fight like hobbits for a ring
When the fans only need the return of the king (yeah)
Let's set the scene it's 2018, Caedrel cancel a meme
And now its 4 years later and who'd of dreamed
XL at the top, we're a bomb ass team
Boom, takes, down goes your queen
Big brain, checkmate, Mikyx is clean
Tough stain, insane, you need to be
To stand a chance if you wanna go toe to toe against me, bitch
Leveled up bootcamping in Korea
Galleria screenshots of my dubs, mama mia
Stack your tear in your deathbed, while you're hugging onto Fia
I'm the nightmare, XL, be the name that you fear
Jungle in our hands, we got an early game prodigy
Doom versus Markoon, yeah, it's clear you 'bout to be
Outclassed, running for your life, like it's Outlast
You're trash, it's about time that you touch grass
Think about it (hmm), Fnatic looking bland
Super teams suck, don't you fucking understand?
Upset gonna choke, time to call the referee
Pause hack won't save you when we ban Zeri (oh no)
Call me a spreadsheet boy? Whole team erase
Time to lose, CTRL H, find and replace
I've got an equation that you should embrace
Your L plus this ratio, equals disgrace
Oh Jesus, it's the MAD Lions
You guys actually made it this time
Who let you out of your cage?
Dude, you shouldn't even be speaking
It's literally your second time
You don't even go here
What was I? An angry little kitty cat (meow)
Now the back to back baby, suck on that
Took a split off to let y'all have a chance
Caps and Jankos looking like a washed last dance
It all starts with you ruining your legacy
Choking on the world stage yet you come and blame me
Humanoid loves to die, he's just a freebee
Keep it up and my next monologue will be a eulogy
Larssen getting shit on, hope he's goot at ingesting
Finally your games are int-teresting
Suck so bad, might as well be a hoover
Shurima shuffle? You need a Heimlich maneuver
Rogue, how many chances do you need?
Solving world hunger the amount you feed
We got mac and cheese, no side dish (right?)
Now Armuts' Gnar? That's a side diff
Elyoya on his king shit, mid gank, leashless
Playing in the fog, yeah, you know we deceivin'
You wanted MAD, now you're gonna get a beating
Two time, yeah bitch, you better believe 'em
Wag those lips, make those quips
Everything is cap when you ain't done shit
Yeah, you'll never get a shot at the top
You're only here to make me look good when you drop
Another choking meme? Get some new material
You ought to be humble, with such a low rank
All bloody jungle, and no gank
Odo Gangplanking your tanks, no parrrley
You sank in the ranks, Malrang showed you the hard way
Jabbing and maddening you 'til you're Imagining Dragons
You've had enough chances and now you amateurs are having
To answer for the fact you're lagging in comparison to Rogue
The most pro, you're most prone to postpone
I'm looking round
Nope, no talent, it's a big shame
Apparently I'm solo carrying the mid lane
Honestly you've got a better chance at winning Squid Game
Now you're learning Dan Bull isn't just a nickname
You're getting so bullied, you're becoming bovine
You won't even go in your own lane without a road sign
I throw it into cruise, ride up the coastline
It's been a slow climb, let's call it Rogue time
The League table's a gentle hill
That we'll even ascend when we're standing still
Look at these feet, they're not boots that you're meant to fill
You lack the lyrical, physical and mental skill
You're just cutting your teeth, you're like a dentist drill
Now I'm really getting Tenz, Sentinels
Not polyamorous but then again, I will
Take all five of you out, pentakill
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