Colors of Meta
You think I'm an ignorant nooblord And you've been so many ranks I guess it must be so But still I cannot see If the iron one is me How can there be so much that you don't know You don't know
You think you pawn whatever game you game on The rift is just a dead thing you can stomp But I know every krug and drag and minion Has a worth, has a timer, has a name
You think the only diamonds who are people Are the people who play and think like you But if you walk the footsteps of a onetrick You'll learn things you never knew, you never knew
Have you ever heard warwick cry to your low hp Or asked the grinning rengar why he grinned Can you sing with all the voices of the malphites Can you paint with all the colors of meta Can you paint with all the colors of meta
Come run the hidden salt trails of the jungle Come taste the sweet victories of the rift Come troll in all the riches all around you And for once, always wonder when they're worth
The rainstorm and the river are my brothers The raptors and the scuttles are my friends And we are all connected to each other In a circle, in a hoop that never ends
How high will the bounty gold grow If you run it down, then you'll never know And you'll never hear warwick cry to your low hp For whether we are bronze or master bordered We need to sing with all the voices of the malphites We need to paint with all the colors of meta
You can pawn the rift and still All you'll pawn is rift until You can paint with all the colors of meta
