Credits

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Andrew Day
Andrew Day
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Eefje Depoortere
Eefje Depoortere
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Daniel Drakos
Daniel Drakos
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Marc Lamont
Marc Lamont
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Rustage
Rustage
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Josef Falkensköld
Josef Falkensköld
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Dan Bull
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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