Illegal Bakugan Modifications Songtext
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Illegal Bakugan Modifications Songtext
all my life i′ve known my calling
to brawl to my heart's content
training and training for eons of time
finally i must compete
i′ve got my 'gan inside my pocket
(i'm dan kuso, you can′t stop it)
i′m the man with the plan, and i've come to brawl
but something seems to beg the question
(who the fuck is taping weapons)
to the side of their bakugan
as they battled, i watched his blade tigress pull a glock out and blow my excedra′s cap off
his apollonir began to shoot fire from a crudely glued flamethrower
my 'gans, crushed to smithereens
i′m mad as hell but i must prevail
i run home and i'm filled with might
determined to win, my victory′s in sight
i need to buy 1 metric ton of explosives
i will strap thermite to my ravenoid, fresh from toys-r-us
i will bring this whole tourney down
even if it's the last thing that i do
i will not falter from their skill
i will remain the reigning king
approaching the wendy's, headed to the back
staring down the employee who reaches in his bag
he reveals his preyas diablo with 2 gatlings on each side
complete with one billion rounds, and they′re aimed right at my
terrorclaw with an rpg
and a nuclear warhead inside my wavern′s wings
don't ever mess with a boy who was raised by john kramer
my delta dragonoid dispenses hydrochloric acid
to brawl to my heart's content
training and training for eons of time
finally i must compete
i′ve got my 'gan inside my pocket
(i'm dan kuso, you can′t stop it)
i′m the man with the plan, and i've come to brawl
but something seems to beg the question
(who the fuck is taping weapons)
to the side of their bakugan
as they battled, i watched his blade tigress pull a glock out and blow my excedra′s cap off
his apollonir began to shoot fire from a crudely glued flamethrower
my 'gans, crushed to smithereens
i′m mad as hell but i must prevail
i run home and i'm filled with might
determined to win, my victory′s in sight
i need to buy 1 metric ton of explosives
i will strap thermite to my ravenoid, fresh from toys-r-us
i will bring this whole tourney down
even if it's the last thing that i do
i will not falter from their skill
i will remain the reigning king
approaching the wendy's, headed to the back
staring down the employee who reaches in his bag
he reveals his preyas diablo with 2 gatlings on each side
complete with one billion rounds, and they′re aimed right at my
terrorclaw with an rpg
and a nuclear warhead inside my wavern′s wings
don't ever mess with a boy who was raised by john kramer
my delta dragonoid dispenses hydrochloric acid
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