Doomfist's Greatest Hit (feat. Tay Zonday)

I'm comin' in now This game's got a new twist If you missed it Let's do this I'll introduce you to the dude gifted With huge mitts It's Doomfist When the tune shifts And that boom hits Then you get smacked Through bricks flat So cubist art critics Are all asking you "Ooh, who did that?" Who mixes better metaphors That are fitting like a glove If the shoe fits? Bruv, do you lift? There's too many bloos in the queue Shift Move it Or he'll use his Q Shift In two clicks Your noob pick Will be a view from the cliffs On Route 66 It's a true privilege He picked you to hit Every battle galvanizes the powerful Weakness is a trait we won't tolerate or allow for It's survival of the fittest Ruling with an iron fist And pulverizing fools Who try and resist Every battle galvanizes those who merit it Without the winning hand You're doomed to go uncredited It's survival of the worthy Gain control over the earth Those who don't deserve a role Are thrown into a world of hurt Anybody trying to stop his nasty plans For a piece of the pie Will catch these hands In a meteor strike Don't need guns Got these guns Don't need reasons Don't see a need to be tooled up He's crushing any fool Till they're all dust That isn't an arm It's a school bus Garnished with the pulled tusks of a walrus Here's an announcement And a mouthful He's sure more than a scoundrel Employed at the Talon council As a bouncer And a councillor Man it's doubtful You're not down for the count Pound for pound He's pounding you out Till you're shouting for someone to help Don't look at me Call somebody else Running your mouth You're running a gauntlet You'll get a suddenly sore lip And a broken nose running like a faucet So cork it Or get launched into orbit Awkward When the straw poll's closed And all's told There's no poor soul More swole Punching a borehole In the north pole Split your wig fourfold Warhol Every battle galvanizes the powerful Weakness is a trait we won't tolerate or allow for It's survival of the fittest Ruling with an iron fist And pulverizing fools Who try and resist Every battle galvanizes those who merit it Without the winning hand You're doomed to go uncredited It's survival of the worthy Gain control over the earth Those who don't deserve a role Are thrown into a world of hurt Straight outta Nigeria Strike fear in the minds of inferiors You might experience Serious harm to your insides and interiors Period You might be curious Why he really doesn't like gorillas And it's quite clearly Because he was confined for years In a tight area By Winston Now he's quite furious Poor Winston Winston's sad And now poor Winston's mad He's been stung bad Coming in for the world's biggest fist bump Sit on that Big strong lad With a big strong jab King Kong in combat With the chimps They never should have picked on Ak Do you reckon that they're gonna live long? Nah It's knuckle crunch time One size fits all He won't be sticking it Where the sun shines It's sore I saw a rocket punch That put me off my lunch like A bunch of fives in a row That's a punch line No other stomach on this planet With a dozen pack His guns are cannons Hooks are savage Like this Kustom track is Plus he's black Not that it matters I just thought I'd add it 'Cause it was a fact Such subtle language Plus a massive knuckle sandwich: Double damage Fingers like shovels Slamming fists down like a shuttle landing Smashing the toughest skull to fragments Like they're dud ceramics Running up and uppercutting past your buff mechanics Slapping you so chuffing fast It's looking like you've up and vanished Every battle galvanizes the powerful Weakness is a trait we won't tolerate or allow for It's survival of the fittest Ruling with an iron fist And pulverizing fools Who try and resist Every battle galvanizes those who merit it Without the winning hand You're doomed to go uncredited It's survival of the worthy Gain control over the earth Those who don't deserve a role Are thrown into a world of hurt