Kni_ird - Arcade Champion Lyrics

Hey pass that will ya?
Why should I?
Who ever taught you to play ball huh?
Give it here
Last week was my turn this week is my turn
Here let me show you how to do it
Ah your full of it
Now that's how you play
Ha Ha Ha Ha
I found you
(I'm crazy)
Obviously I'm the oddity harboring a philosophy
That will probably cause an atrocity pharmaceutical prophecy
I be offing these bullies like an offering wooly
Mammoth on the campus I be squashing these
Jocks with a rock to the dome-skee I look a little dopey
Cracked his head with his own mutha f*cking trophy
Riding on the bus like an O.G. rocking a bloody letterman
No one even noticed me the focus be
On the tough guy who grab butts and touch thigh
I could give a f*ck he must die his soul must touch Sky
News an otaku left a dude bruised and proved Kni_iRd rules
Before my curfew my god father called my flip phone he like
Ah Hold on, Hold on, Hold on
What?
Yo why every time I come to bring you lunch you ain't home
Like my nigga these muffins is delicious
Hakasho on my TiVo Desert Eagle Counter-Strike
Alcohol and ethanol niggas beg when I ignite.
Laser beam Phase your team yadda-mean call the dean
Solve a scheme clear the screen wolverine y'all the team
Fall of queen I'm the king make a scene call em in
You will sink I will swim you will lose we will win!
Ah
Haha
We are the Arcade champions
Ugh
Ha
We are the Arcade
Leaders of the new school best believe I'm Wolfowitz
Biting at your limbs nigga best believe I'm pulling shit
Grommet astonish commit creator at the dirty grave
Bust a head way back like "those were the early days"
Wow is what the girlies say way before my curly phase
Wake that ass at sun up just for them early rays
Coughing up the slop barking at a cop
Tarnishing the glock varnishing the drop
Fart nigga all I do is f*cking fart nigga
Ew that shit stinks work of art nigga
Night lights when I spark in the dark nigga
Filet you fish you a tart Magikarp nigga
And that's a fact an all racket ball
When it comes to throwing blows you master ball
Overall you catch em all after all this is a casting call for idiots
Bucks is getting spiritual punks is getting pistol whipped
Dig a small hole you will fit in it bitch don't even talk a little shit
We are getting sick of it
Grab your little click I murder surfer hideous
Grittiest the city won't even think of us they pity us
Pop a wart again pop warner been popping gore again
I'm a gor-agon Madalorian
You thought it was funny when you called me Bullwinkle
It's not about fitting in it's what you fitting into.
Champions
Champions
We are the Arcade champions
Champions
I'll have my revenge yet!
Ahh!
And so Moggle_Breath killed absolutely everybody in the entire arcade