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dna tru lyricist - fortnitemare 2019 lyrics

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it’s ya boi dna, it’s been a long day
i’m bout to crank up the ps4 pro, i’m bout to play me some fortnite
i’m going in for the win in some fortnite-mares, squadding up with my friends
bouta stream it up, so my fans can witness me
builder pro, insta-build forts with the quickness
leave compet-tion disturbed, let me drink the slurp
i get my health up and down em all with the sickness
tisk, tisk, nighty-night tryhards
imma make em die hard with my legendary scar
and my secondary mythic ar with the scope
i’m blowing up six balloons, georgie, watch me float
to leaky lake, i’m out alone, oh dear
i’m boutta hit the rift, we all float down here
i’m rising up, i see a golden treasure chest
i open it up and i grab me something supressed
yes, now i’m ready for the war
i chop me down some trees for some wood, build some boards-
around me for cover, then i pop a medkit
i hear a squad closing in, come on, i ain’t dead yet
i’m surrounded, so i check my supplies
and to my surprise, i have bush so i hide in disguise
their eyes scanning for me, but they don’t recognise
-me hiding in this bush, so they p-ss right by
then i rise up, with something a little stronger
then all they hear is ‘wah’ here comes the pumpkin launcher
boom, yeah, i’m downing em all
they crawling away panicking, bullets surrounding em all
i’m pounding em all with my pickaxe, and it’s a microphone
picking up a damage trap, i’m boutta get my icing on
they dropped a ton of supplies, i see a mythic minigun
and some half-life potions, yeah, give me some
they dropped a ton of building material and here i come
for those grenades, they knock down forts like fee-fi-fo-fum
i’m gliding in, on something inspiring
weaving through the trees, and i still hear firing
i’m in the dusty divot, and i’m about to get livid
the clock’s ticking, picking em off with the sickest sniper shot
whizzing through their dome, gotta go, cause the circle’s bout to close
head over to retail row, yo, is anybody home?
i ring the doorbell, and i complete me a challenge
cause someone’s inside, that’s fine, i’m ready to battle
i kick the door in, and this dude must’ve been snoring
i pulled out my pump and blew the head of jack gordon
i’m smashing pumpkins, moving too fast for you to match or function
and that’s a sunken fact you’re gonna have to accept when i pickaxe your lungs
i’m torturous, there’s more so i gotta throw down a golden port-a-fortress
but they’re ramping up and i can’t get stuck so i gotta abort the fortress
i’m jumping off and gliding to the nearest house to take cover
i hear em gliding after me, that’s cool, come on suckers
i got something for ya, they landing on the front lawn
then out the window all they see coming’s a boogie bomb
boom, yeah i got em all jigging now
let me see you get down to the sound of ‘pow pow pow’
wow, their whole team got dropped, i gather up the supplies
and move on to the next safe spot
the circle’s really small now, there’s only one person left
so i pull my hunting rifle out and take a deep breath

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