Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song World of Tanks, artist - Dan Bull. Album song World of Tanks, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.11.2014
Record label: Dan Bull
Song language: English
World of Tanks |
I’m driving a titan without a licence |
These mean beasts begin at like five tons |
It’s a cypher like no other |
Tough mudder got you frightened |
You’re no object |
Though you claim you’re heavyweight like Tyson |
Nah, sure, now let me change your mind |
BYE SON, go away |
Because i say so, k ho? |
And stay in focus |
Or you’ll face a plague of locusts |
Crusading over your terrain 'til you’re run over |
The rain is soaking us making progress slow as a tortoise |
Time to revise on what our training courses taught us |
You’re in dangerous waters |
So call a priest, it’s actually urgent |
Observe a pattern emerging |
And learn the lesson Kaiser Franz Ferdinand didn’t learn |
I’m a hellcat, a mashup of a panther |
And Samuel L Jackson in shaft with a birch gun |
I’m the real deal though, not just a nice actor |
Typecast to plough up the ground |
Like tractors |
Tanks are big! |
Big are tanks! |
Would you like a normal sized car? |
No thanks! |
I’m a tiger you’re a mouse |
All up in my grill |
So if you don’t want to be killed |
Then you best get out |
I drive a wespe |
You ride a vespa |
When i tell you to be my valentine |
You reply «Yes Sir!» |
I bet that you can’t even invent a pun for hetzer |
Well nor can but i don’t care |
Cause i am still the best at world of tanks |
And it’s a fact, i’m absolutely sure, man |
Whether you’re a yank |
Jap, Chinese, frog, russian or german |
I’m churchill meets cromwell |
With a dash of wolverine |
Smash and pulverise you into smithereens jauntily |
Chin up, keep a cheery demeanour |
Follow the covenant |
I am a leopard, you’re a cheetah |
Without the cunning |
I’ma hun a lullaby, put out your lights |
You’re out of luck, son |
You’re an alpha prototype |
I am the GOTY, uh uh! |
I got more ram too |
Use it to ram you |
You dick, i maxed out my contraption can do |
You’re stuart little |
I’m bigger, i’m better, i’m harder too |
You’re cruising for a bruising, sport |
There’s nothing your side can do |
My team are bishops |
Yours are weedy vicards |
I’m a combat cardinal conquering comet |
Aw bless, you peed your knickers |
Tanks are big! |
Big are tanks! |
Would you like a normal sized car? |
No thanks! |