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What you see is what you get,
and there's not much to discuss
I pack more punch than Hawaiian kids,
they kick rocks, but I'm throwin' stones,
then quickly pounce,
you need a cast for those records and bones,
I'm breaking down?
Leave a message, the heart of a wreckage,
no way that I'm being reckless,
the way they lovin' this yordle,
these ladies must have a montrous fetish,
for being on bot, while I dominate on the top,
I'm such a stone-cold killer,
I'll put you to rest on bedrocks

GNAAAAAR!
Free at last!
Trapped in the ice while Eons passed,
the gauges are full,
let me out of my cage!
I'm a big red yordle-bull driven by rage!
GNAR! Will smash!
GNAR! Will bash!
The dawn won't stop and I'll make a splash!
The little guy's cute,
but I am the star, mighty and bizaar,
that's what we are!
GNAAAAAR!

I'm like -bam bam with the boomerang
and the act of a scientist,
no Jekyll and Hyde,
but I'm about to morph again,
I like blood, so I compensate with a rain dance,
the pain pans from rage to fury,
so call me Nick, man,
the genesis of the furry clan,
I'm your furry friend,
broken out of my prison,
I'm iced out like rappers is,
the differences from me and the big Kahuna,
I'm the king, steppin' on you for higher power,
you buncha' Goombas,
I'm jungling power, your life is up for grabs,
you wouldn't like me angry,
wait a minute!

GNAR SMASH!
I'm back again!
Resume our spot at the top of a food chain!
The Missing Link, the perfect mix,
you can call me experiment 626,
I am evolved, we are complete!
I knock you around like sack of meat!
You feel that scent?
The smell of defeat!
Now stop resisting, it's time to eat!

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