'2 Knives' A Destiny Gunslinger Montage (Lyrics Version)

Описание: A silly parody of Kevin Gates' "2 Phones" for my fellow Gunslingers and Guardians to enjoy. Original without lyrics:    • '2 Knives' A Destiny Gunslinger Montage  

Lyrics:

Yo? I heard some of you think Gunslingers are week? Let me tell ya something

I got two knifes, one for the Dregs and one for the Thralls
I got two knifes, one for Ogres and Centurions
Think I need two more, flamin’ blades to be throw, throw, throwin'
Countin' score while they twirl, twirl, twirlin'
Precision shots I be jug, jug, jugglin’

I got two knifes, one for their head and one for their toes
I got two knifes, one for Warlocks and my Titan bros
Think I need two more, daggers flyin' I be gamb, gamb, gamblin'
Ah'mkara Grasps I be rock, rock, rockin'
Monte Carlo I be proc, proc, procin'

Titans shoulder chargin', shut them down with knives
Shotgun rushers blinkin’, guess I’ll do it twice
Bladedancers think they’re jerkin, so much left and right,
but they don’t understand the keenness of my eye
One Hawkmoon Ace and melee drains you of your light
Flankers disrespectin’ my hot thrown knife lesson
Knives be interrupting all those Pyre explosions
Pierce my competition, Guardians or the Darkness
Super chargin' with my Circle’ Life precision
Hands On Talent proccing even from afar
Cayde, what do you think of my thrown knife performance?
Sunbreaker have a knife,
Stormcaller have one too,
I’ll be saving these for you

I got two trips, one for the wall and one for the floor
I got two trips, one for my back and one for your hole
Think I need two more, mines primin' I be plant, plant, plantin'
Traps trippin' they be blow, blow, blowin’
ah'mkara spine I be flaunt, flaunt, flauntin’
I got two trips, one for B-Rush and one for your dome
I got two trips, one for special and heavy ammo
Think I need two more, wit’ scavenger' I be farm, farm, farmin'
Enemies I be pop, pop, poppin'
With Fastball I be lob, lob, lobbin'

There they go again, runnin’ through the red
Takin' damage with, reckless abandon
All they wanna do: greed for special crates,
Despite how little, logic sense it makes
‘Singers Radiance, all over the place
Poppin’ Fireborn, with trips in their face
Will they ever learn to shoot the ones I place?
Forty econd fuse, Young Ah’mkara Spine
Gettin’ grenade kills with my solar light.
Calling me a wuss? I put up a fight.
Axion bolt trackers and your Lighting ‘nades
Causin’ all mayhem light show be insane
So many Trip mines bound to hurt your brain
These red glowing traps can not be contained
nerf ‘em all you want I’ll still use their pain.

I got one shot, one for the ultra — yeah just for the boss
I got one shot, yo what the heck is Celestial Nighthawk
Think I need two more — no I don’t just play, play, playin'
The boss is dead watchu say, say, sayin'
Solar-Airborne we slay, slay, slayin’

I got four shots, two for the bubble and two for my foes
I got two shots, one for the Jug’ and one for his nose
Think I need two more, my Symbiote be like pulse, pulse, pulsin'
Arachnid be like zoom, zoom, zoomin'
Light flyin' I be gunsling, sling, slingin'

Sling, sling, slingin' man,
Find me slaying hard In the Crucible
Getting Shaxx medals for my accolades
When the supers poppin’ I'm your bodyguard
Clearing Capture Zones — Combustion I'm not sorry
Deadeye clears will take out, your entire squad
Droppin' foes while I am in my trance–
Chain of Woe helps me make ‘em dance
Keyhole shots piercing the Phalanx shields
Line ‘em up and hear their Thrallish squeals
Thalnok, Crota, Oryx all did yield
Atheon and Skolas couldn’t deal
Orbs of light be raining from the sky
Omnigul and Mau’ull only cried
Never doubt you team's Gunslinger
Guns blazing, trips out, knives twirling

I got two knifes, both for your head, I know my role
I got two trips, I use ‘em to crush, who needs ammo?
Think I need two of both, my artifacts be sing, sing, singin'
Felwinter maybe bling, bling, blingin’
Knives and trips I be fling, fling, flingin’
I got two knifes, one for Vandals and Vex Minotaurs
I got two shots, both of them lit, and gilded in gold
I’m packing two more, The Traveller’s Light I be bring, bring, bringin’
Defendin’ Earth is my mean, mean, meanin’
Solar Light I be gunsling, sling, slingin’