Dan Bull - Mr. Brigitte Side lyrics

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Dan Bull - Mr. Brigitte Side lyrics

{Intro} Brigitte, Brigitte, Brigitte, rah! {Verse 1} One by one, the heroes in this era, keep appearing Rearing up from apprenticeships, and smashing through that glass ceiling Mechanical engineering, what the hell is that "ting ting", you're hearing? That is the sound of the beat, of the hammer and anvil, and heated up steel congealing {Chorus} Forged in fire and flame, causing violent pain Fortifying and multiplying, the likelihood of winning games I can't describe the way you'll feel, when you meet her Fearlessnеss of the meter, shе's a steel señorita Who's the shield wielding Sheila?, you're dealing with Brigitte When she wails on you, with that flail, she'll be like "see ya Felicia" From McCree to Orisa Baptiste to Athena, and Lena, Fareeha To Ziegler and D.Va, and Reaper No being breathing's, as elite as Brigitte {Verse 2} They say the "the best defense, is an excellent offense" Brigitte says "the best offense, is an excellent defense" (Well) I say "wait, if the best defense and offense are the same, well then This statement's tautologically extraneous excess" (What was that?!) But Brigitte won't let that, get in the way of her success In fact just shut your an*l retentive face, lay that sh*t to rest (Mate) Put it to bed, unless you want blood on your head Look mate, this discussion's finished, so let's get some Guinness in the pub instead Hanging out with Reinhardt, more than Stephane Grappelli In the tavern, 'til they have an entire keg in their belly Don't care if it's CAMRA certified, they're just there to get lairy Get blind drunk, 'til it's time to say goodbye, like Andrea Bocelli, steady! Smacking arses, with a massive rod above her If that's not enough, she'll gladly drop another Crafting armor's, like a badge of honor for her Can't tell if she takes after, father or her mother But only her daddy, is matching her blacksmithing skills Rally round the family, with a pocket full of shields She's sh*t hot with the whip shot, dealing out more batterings than a chip shop Swiping these idiots, left and right, as if she was mixing up Tinder, and Tik-Tok Wish I could see her in thongs, what's the matter, you sick fu*k?, I meant flip flops By the by, who'd have thunk, a bunch of nerds, would be bringing back lyricism into hip hop {Chorus} Forged in fire and flame, causing violent pain Fortifying and multiplying, the likelihood of winning games I can't describe the way you'll feel, when you meet her Fearlessness of the meter, she's a steel señorita Who's the shield wielding Sheila?, you're dealing with Brigitte When she wails on you, with that flail, she'll be like "see ya Felicia" From McCree to Orisa Baptiste to Athena, and Lena, Fareeha To Ziegler and D.Va, and Reaper No being breathing's, as elite as Brigitte {Outro} Brigitte, Brigitte Get to know the rover, watch hero, one thing this one's Brigitte Brigitte, Brigitte Get to know the rover, watch hero, one thing this one's Brigitte