Straight Outta Top Lane

This is legit happening. I am a Nasus main writing a parody of the song "Straight Outta Compton" from the album of the same name. I have parts written for Nasus and Lulu, but I need one more good thug/gangster champ. Any suggestions? Also I'm looking for someone who mains Lulu mid to play with regularly so we can express our thugnificence in games by trash talking as we tear our enemies apart. Post a reply if you can help with either of these things. I'm usually on in the evening (7:00 - 12:00 Pacific time).

EDIT: Oh yeah, the lyrics so far. BTW don't steal credit or I'll be adding you to my Q stacks.

Straight Outta Top Lane By J-Playah

STRAIGHT OUTTA TOP LANE!

Crazy street dawg named Nasus Known around for kicking asses But early game, I just farm Doesn’t look like I could do any harm Totally focused on my stacks And soon they notice I don’t fight back So they poke and attack and abuse And I just take it; I’ve got a long fuse

Passive and pots keep me alive And after 5 minutes, if I survive I recall, then return with my sheen Keep farming my Q just like a machine But at 15, I get frozen heart 300 STACKS BITCH, NOW I’M GOING IN HARD! I’ll kill you and your jungler too Drop your tower like I wanted to

Now it’s time to get with my team We all group mid and your tower gets reamed Now I’m leading the bandwagon Straight down the river to dragon By now, you’re diving me with zeal Your whole team’s on me, but they can’t deal I’m too fed, and you got in my face Ten seconds later: pentakill, ace

We take baron like you’d expect Soon your base is getting wrecked By the team that knows how to bring the pain That’s what happens when I come

STRAIGHT OUTTA TOP LANE!

Lulu is her name and she’s coming

STRAIGHT OUTTA TOP LANE!

Packing glitter and heat Watch out ‘cause I’m the real OG Born in top lane, I moved to mid I wrote home to my homies since I was a kid But I never forgot my roots Even though I walk in different boots When bros need me I’m on call Teleport in and they stand up tall

I don’t tolerate any shit I’m fine with farming ‘til I get hit Or you touch a homie, and then I’m roaming Right to your lane and you don’t know me It ain’t to say hi; I’m just pulling my gat Nashor’s Tooth straight from my hat Safety off, then I go full throttle Spraying your whole lane down; full auto

My homie Pix is ready to go As we write sick rhymes with a gangsta flow Or we team up to kill some punk Don’t need a basketball to dunk I’m not playing around, no joke If you still think it’s a game, get smoked Kill like a carry; save like a support But I ain’t no bitch, so save your retort

I’ll get the kills like I was meant to Step in my way and you’re all screwed When it comes to gold, I make it rain Better surrender ‘cause I’m coming

STRAIGHT OUTTA TOP LANE!

Graves is his name and the boy’s coming

STRAIGHT OUTTA TOP LANE!

Except then I hit the jungle I used to be an ADC; what a bumble So I got a new gun and I got tougher Now I’ll take this red buff and get buffer Clear waves left and right, no problem Then reload: Deez shells, got ‘em You want to invade me? That’s just fine When we meet, it’s the end of the line

To my homies in lane, don’t worry When I gank, I bring the fury Buckshot, quick draw, smokescreen too Here’s your gold, now let’s get blue I mean the blue on the enemy side They’re gonna get mad when they get denied If we meet ‘em, collateral damage hits hard Imagine if I had a real cigar