CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Black Bulls
Bombing in like a meteor, all brawn I'm looking meatier
I'm feeding the demon power seeping through my exterior
You're fearing the anti-magic, anti-coward, anti-weak
Anti-giving up when I'm pushing my limits past their peak
Black Bull, I'm heading the mages like cattle
I'm tearing the pages a handful
I tackle, not binding my fury no shackles
A king don't need no vassals
No castles like Hanover
All I need is passion when I battle with my Black Clover
They see the hair's salt and pepa 'cus now we're in effect
In fact, I might just Magna swing a flaming bat at your neck
The mana's in chеck, the red around me giving such a lament effect
I fight to fan a flame, they're fanning their death
When the flame is on I come hitting like a truck
I feel the game, you're gone when the grand slam struck
I protect everyone with a prison kill buckshot
Tryna take me on? You gon' need a lotta luck, ha
Drinking down til this a clear bottle, a fierce model
Always looking through these beer goggles, when I hear trouble
My magic causes severe struggle, this fear's awful
But I'm older now no mere muggle
Handle the threads when I'm crafting a web
And I'm grabbing the dead like their marionettes
Unravel the best when they tangle with 'ness
And I'm making a weave just to snatch it from heads
I'm a treat no trick, this isn't Halloween
I'm a wicked witch, defying gravity
I'm feeding the demon power seeping through my exterior
You're fearing the anti-magic, anti-coward, anti-weak
Anti-giving up when I'm pushing my limits past their peak
Black Bull, I'm heading the mages like cattle
I'm tearing the pages a handful
I tackle, not binding my fury no shackles
A king don't need no vassals
No castles like Hanover
All I need is passion when I battle with my Black Clover
They see the hair's salt and pepa 'cus now we're in effect
In fact, I might just Magna swing a flaming bat at your neck
The mana's in chеck, the red around me giving such a lament effect
I fight to fan a flame, they're fanning their death
When the flame is on I come hitting like a truck
I feel the game, you're gone when the grand slam struck
I protect everyone with a prison kill buckshot
Tryna take me on? You gon' need a lotta luck, ha
Drinking down til this a clear bottle, a fierce model
Always looking through these beer goggles, when I hear trouble
My magic causes severe struggle, this fear's awful
But I'm older now no mere muggle
Handle the threads when I'm crafting a web
And I'm grabbing the dead like their marionettes
Unravel the best when they tangle with 'ness
And I'm making a weave just to snatch it from heads
I'm a treat no trick, this isn't Halloween
I'm a wicked witch, defying gravity
