Dan Bull - Assa**in's Creed 3 Rap lyrics

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Dan Bull - Assa**in's Creed 3 Rap lyrics

[Verse 1] An eagle soars as the people fall However, he ignores All your feeble wars He will steal a horse Speed the steed across Clean between your forces And beat them all In a free-for-all These scenes of gore Are nothing but another bit of heathen lore From Florentine streets to Venetian waters The whispers persist of a secret order And whether or not you believe, it's all good Either way I'll proceed; keep wreaking trauma You're never making Connor fall I never honour laws When I'm on a warpath My tomahawk's Always responsible For an onslaught Of monstrous proportions You're a goner, fool Done for Humans I hunt for Dropping through the roof Never knocking on the front door What, you want more? Or do you want war? I've been around for longer Than Rob Faulkner And now I'm gonna Run up on a futhamucking armed gunner Pull a Stone Cold Stunner And I've done a runner Quicker than a bullet from a gun And once again I'm under cover Repping for the Brotherhood Stepping like no other could Uppercutting any threats I never take another look [Hook] I'm an a**a**in One with a pa**ion For innovative rapping Dropping so fast You're probably having A problem to follow the captions Said I'm an a**a**in One with a pa**ion For innovative rapping Dropping so fast You're probably having A problem to follow the captions [Verse 2] I combat colonialism While owning a rhythm I know the world doesn't owe me a living So throw me a bone And I'll cause pandemonium with it Ignoring Newtonian physics Forget opprobrium Critics'll go with baloney below To the same place I take fakes Phoneys and mimics No need for gimmicks Cynics only need a mo with my lyrics Do you need me to explain that I'm lyrically spraying it Sharper than the tip of any bayonet I pack a hidden blade and I make you lay on it Whether minutemen or redcoats It'll only take a minute at the very most 'til they're both dead, ghosts I dead both Behead foes 'til stocks and shares in lead rose From Boston to New York Soul of an eagle Aloft in a true hawk And as I move through the frontier The truth becomes clear The future calls, I'm done here Almost I've just got another little task And I won't tell If you don't ask Because [Hook]