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

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’