Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tiger Man - Original, artist - Rufus Thomas. Date of issue: 13.04.2006
Song language: English
Tiger Man - Original |
| Engineered scientifically, assist with efficiency |
| Leave gifts for the team under green like a Christmas tree |
| A laner’s dream made of goo, brute with the one two |
| Punch through your crew with the kung fu |
| I leave puddles, countergank for doubles |
| It’s always sunny when the green man jungles |
| Blue pull then I grab wolves into wraith camp |
| Pioneer of the fast clear and it pays man |
| Created from a textbook, connect with a left hook |
| Step to the special weapon get shook |
| Get your life took, stretching strike win the fight |
| Leave you brutalized right where you once stood |
| I’m no good, Goliath with a sling shot |
| A self fling into anything and I can’t be stopped |
| I’m science hell, divide you like a cell |
| Applied well I fly in high dive and tank spells |
| Bank swells, hit the the shop throwing cash around |
| I’m your new favorite green organic compound |
| I confound confuse and amaze, amuse with my plays |
| Abuse every phase and don’t lose for days |
| Throw a cleaver in your back side |
| Feels like you lack drive |
| When I’m behind the wheel my ultimate is Mach Five |
| You should be shocked guy, but it’s not my fault |
| I’m runnin' to you and my waists secured with Brand’s ult |
| Your team is fond of me, I’m an anomaly |
| Stick my tongue out and I run while you’re all on to me |
| It dawned on me, you’re pawns to me |
| Your base is like a spawn to me |
| I’m campin' on your Ahri cause Mundo goes where he wants to please |
| And I’m not asking for permission |
| I’m hunting down your bounties and I’m keeping the remissions |
| You’re missin', your skillshots |
| I’m dippin', when kills drop |
| Stop, gimme some time to base, refill, and shop |
| You need a blue buff to be helpful |
| But when I’m using all my skills I’m draining my own health pool |
| Cause I don’t give a shit if you’re sending four people top to me |
| I’m pushin' down your turret and nobody’s ever stoppin' me |
| You all drop to me, lane swap to flee |
| You should calm yourself, meditate like Master Yi |
| You will throb pain, mostly cause I mop lames |
| This will be your final hour, especially cause you’re not Vayne |
| I’m charging into sight, you’re so scared that your esophagus |
| Is clenching up, you’re standing toe to toe with what the apocalypse |
| Will manifest into a horseman if it was monstrous |
| My crowning act is sealing Amumu’s sarcophagus |
| I’m the king of this jungle, got it locked |
| Getting first blood mid, level 3, then I’m walking top |
| Waiting for a chance to pounce, which isn’t hard (he talks a lot) |
| We get him low, I’m spamming Q, I LOVE it when their body drops |
| I diversify my ganks, I don’t like campin' |
| I spread the face of the community…"Still Rampant" |
| You give credit of my existence to black magic |
| But it don’t make a difference when I’m ulting in for hat tricks |
| I’m Hecarim, the enigma from the Shadow Isles |
| Shredding and I’m cleaving through your ranks, like the battle’s wild |
| Enjoy whatever time you have left until sundown |
| Because you’ll hear the screams from your team when I run around |
| When you see me, your best plan’s to fall back |
| I’ll drop you so fast, you would wish you were alt tabbed |
| And in fact what I’ll unmask, throughout this war path |
| Is my intent, to see if you sink inside this blood bath |
| Yo, I’m malevolent, level up, level 2 lizard buff |
| Hello FIRST BLOOD, shiv you — no fisticuffs |
| Hazing the brain of your laners |
| Invading while you’re raging and negating your double buffs |
| This ain’t a practical joke, you’re practically smoke |
| Cos when you see the orange flash you’ll practically croak |
| You’re practically yoke, your skull’s an egg man and I’m getting my toast |
| Cos I eat scrubs for breakfast till I actually choke |
| They’ll want a restraining order the way I’m causing mass disorder |
| Crossed the border, couldn’t afford a ward huh? |
| Sorta scored a tight reward, hah, thanks for the gold kid |
| My double ain’t something to roll with |
| Exploded, daggers unloaded the game — you’ve thrown it |
| I’m whoring dorans, only focused on backdooring |
| Exploring every which way for my boxes to start flooring |
| Your boring team — ignoring adoring allies cos fanboys need warning |
| I’m only here for blood pouring till it’s soaring overhead |
| I’ve got a magic trick to show you! |
| Please, all gather round |
| I’ll show you what it means to be coulrophobic — fearing clowns |
| I’ll slit the throat of your king and dance around with his crown |
| Call me usurper cos this jester is a king now |