Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Overwatch, artist - Miracle Of Sound. Album song Generation Gaming XI, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 30.09.2016
Record label: Dan Bull
Song language: English
Overwatch |
| Oh, watch over me |
| While you choose who you’re going to be |
| Oh, watch over me |
| While you show the globe what you’re going to be |
| Ha! |
| You’re here for heroes with no distraction |
| So don’t wait, hit Quick Play and get straight to the action |
| It’s Bastion, blasting baskets of bullets at factions |
| The turret look’s back and in fashion |
| Reinhardt’ll ride hard as a hammer on a stallion |
| Chivalry’s alive, but he’s not asking if he can marry ya |
| Valiant as Pharah, human jump jet, harrier |
| Blasting a barrage with the power to sink galleons |
| Zarya singing an aria, bringing a cannon and flinging a barrier |
| Strong as a mountain, benching a thousand pounds |
| So bound to be able to carry you |
| No matter whatever you are |
| It’s rare that you’re really as hard as a gorilla in armour |
| We’ll win in an instant when Winston’s bananas |
| Wince and witness Zenyatta send out an orb |
| Of harmony, destruction or discord |
| Forged in the core of war, it’s Torbjörn |
| Watch him erect a new form of dwarf porn |
| Here’s a fun fact, out in the outback, Junkrat |
| Tick-tock, boomed and ka-boomed |
| Like the kick on this drumtrack |
| Then when you reckon this rap’s run amok |
| I’ll pull a Roadhog and drag you right back with the hook |
| Oh, watch over me |
| While you choose who you’re going to be |
| Oh, watch over me |
| While you show the globe what you’re going to be |
| Reaper sweeps through the ether while death blossoms |
| Shadow step and spank leave you with a red bottom |
| McCree’s peacekeeper seeks any head honcho |
| Put a bullet through their head |
| Like a head through a poncho, it’s high noon |
| Better ride soon if we’re to reach Korea, GG fever |
| See D. Va's mech wreak, wreck then eject careers |
| Irrespective what a reflection’s trajectory is |
| Symmetra projects technicolor retinal tears and tears |
| If you’re feeling hurty, get a heal off Mercy |
| The hippocratic pacifist, a fit bird, literally |
| We’ve heard music only makes existence richer |
| Lúcio throws the switch |
| Tones and notes composing us a picture |
| We’re all Soldier: 76 except we’ll never be ripped |
| American kids getting to grips |
| With intricate weapons as heavy as bricks |
| Tracer’ll race in the place |
| At a pace that’ll make you say you’re seeing stuff |
| Blink and you’ll miss her blink like your ping isn’t in sync |
| Cheers, love |
| Oh, watch over me |
| While you choose who you’re going to be |
| Oh, watch over me |
| While you show the globe what you’re going to be |
| Mei’s the weather woman, summon ice-age and blizzards |
| Wither as you shiver in the bitter river |
| With a bit of couldn’t give a whether you are triggered |
| And Widowmaker would have |
| Made a wicked woman in a Winnebago |
| Because her aim is homing in from far away to wherever they go |
| Hanzo, the man bow, samurai commando |
| Dragonstrike arrows, still life like a Van Gogh |
| From Kyoto to Tokyo, bringing mojo to the dojo |
| It’s Genji, chucking a hurricane of shuriken |
| Encouraging a low pose |
| You’re ducking, looking like Quasimodo, no joke |
| I’m a showboat that throws blows |
| At so-so Joe blows when I no scope |
| Dead as dodos, oh no |
| So watch over me and decide who you’re going to be |
| Oh, watch over me |
| While you choose who you’re going to be |
| Oh, watch over me |
| While you show the globe what you’re going to be |
| Oh, watch over me |
| While you choose who you’re going to be |
| Oh, watch over me |
| While you show the globe what you’re going to be |