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Chorus:
Where's my gankers, let's get first blood
cast our stuns, and your grave we dug
and I welcome you to summoners rift
I said welcome you to summoners rift
Every place, every lane we go
Man we fed everywhere we roll
Ask your team and they're all caught feeding
fourty minutes in and they're still caught feeding

Verse One:
I have a twisted sense for playing like a coward,
I've stacked my Master Yi with ability power,
Shit's set up with Alpha Strike, then Cho'Gath devours,
Any underleved foe standing next to a tower/
Staying out of the spotlight - yo I never exist,
I'd much rather get fed based off of assists,
So when the target's painted on my lane, I'm holding down shift,
Spammin' in all chat like "Y'all suck at this shit!" /
In normal games no one tries to combine,
Any CC, like Morganna and Ryze,
So half the time, the skill shots in the sky,
Aren't even aimed, and they just breeze on by/
It's not impressive from the games that I've won,
And if I'm in the zone, yo I'm getting it DONE,
From Demacia, Ionia, or the nether,
We've got champions that will shine for ever/
So enter the challenge if you're feeling it son,
I've got 99 problems, but the league ain't one/

Chorus

Verse Two:
My cooldowns are up, and I'm ready to go
I got my warmongs stacked, and some potions that glow
and I'm ready to fight, just tell me which foe
I'm here to gank, I just need some really quick dough
and so I dash in mid from the bottom bush
I make that ashe blow flash now we farm the push
Fortify's on, so we back off
I start to head to my lane but all these mushrooms pop
I hear a howl, and red mark above my head
Warwicks on the prowl, aw fuck man I know I'm dead
I ping the map, so my team mates know I'm gonna die
But they're all bad, I'm not gonna tell a lie
And so I headbutt my wall like I'm allistar
and my brain gets stunned like a gold card
and so I rage quit, I don't care about the leave
I'm just mad because I can't kill and egged Aniv

Chorus

Verse Three:
At the start of the match, our Kat disconnects,
It almost feels like their TF is the stacking the deck,
I blame the loss of the game on the bastard who left,
Fuck the guide, I'll get a Madred's instead/
Cause it's a little different when it's 4v5,
Especially when they all have a fortify,
But we still have our healer, Veigar and Mordekaiser,
It's a team to sure let their blood be pouring like guisers/
So it's 15-3, we'll be sure to succeed,
Any mia means a turret for me,
By the time we're done, you'll need a surgeon and priest,
And that should be soon, we're rushing GG/
Karthus ain't a worry, banshee's veil his shit,
Yo I'm backdooring you all, with a pale of crits,
Sorry, you had a turret....when was this?
And in the final moments, dragon kick the nexus/

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