Summoner's Shift

Summoner's Shift

A Poem by The Valerian Legion
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A rap of league of Legends

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Drop the Rhythm

The tiger is popping around the corner

Him and his little bro chipmunk 

Together they stalk the parades

A*s kicking and dishes on deliver

See they don’t give no s**t today

Blood is in their veins, their on fire

With a dip into the pick up sticks

And a little fiddle to carry a tune

Across the sky they fly using tornados

Fighting back the twisted treelines

There goes whats her face with a fan

In the dark they talk, their heads down low

And everybody’s like slow 

That’s because darkness is knocking 

Gathering mushrooms is a thug life

Everybody’s putting slices in the air

Even the bounty hunter lost all her skills

Because the mage stopped by, Mr. Blue Nelly

I’m sorrow, I’m hurt, I’m a mystery 

That’s what you’d say when a joker assists

But don’t worry My little pony come to save the day

Swinging blades and swamping stories with the unicorn

Dapple into the trees you might meet a fiend

All yah see is his two glowing eyes 

A perchance for hunger,  just a loud cheeky fellow

Down by the pool side shooting some people

Got a couple guys making trouble in the rift

We got a madman and a grandmaster at arms making bets

And a dark sovereign throwing balls around

Even the heavy metal is rocking it too

With a swift victory and a kill steal here

Something swaggering smirks, his crow pecking

Don’t fancy your pace how about a little flower

Team support yea b***h, stop feeding and stunning

© 2013 The Valerian Legion


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Added on February 26, 2013
Last Updated on February 26, 2013

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