Why all the hate? How dare people doubt my skill in the world of harm? Those bastards I'll show them, with this song
[hook] x2 Haters gonna hate I laugh cause you fake Lolumad cause I do somethin that you can't Double tap again, goin back to the bank Go and hate all you want, know I'm something that you ain't
In RL you may know me as the bitch layer But in game you can see me playin witch slayer Listen closely hater, can you hear that hat trick Whippin out the shotty and I make ya ass back flip I'm physical but my play styles magic Do the math, me plus your team equals tragic Doombringer? have it Winning is a habit Rollin on my floor, all you got is a hatchet I solo but roll deep if there's a problem But I'm sure with these items I can just solve em Growin so much stronger i just feel like im evolvin Persistent with my killings everywhere I am revolvin My enemies never seem to live to see another day Snare you little punk you thought you could get away Just to mess around I'll watch you die from a venom spray They disconnect watch as their picture fades to gray
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Your stats make me snicker You scout first picker Omg the way you type is just the real kicker The way I juke is just somethin that you gotta see You could call it somethin like the fonzie d oddysey Rookies like to watch me, I'm somethin like a prophecy See me in the lobby you're like sorry team, I gotta leave You just got your greaves, I got a lotta cheese The way that I dominate is just like a monopoly I control every single aspect of the game Even if I'm blacksmith when you die you call me lame You cry and you cry every time that you die Excuses, excuses why do you even try Like slither I'm so sly, like zephyr I'm so fly Haters gonna hate, but I'm high in the sky Gotta say good bye to those who do reply If you are still QQin, wipe that tear from your eye