Clash of Guilds

You called us puppets from behind those white walls We laughed so

loud that the whole realm stalled (ha-ha)

Oldest guild in the realm,

but the soul ran dry

Talking like thunder when the pressure climbs high Say you

carry heat when the fight gets close Only thing packed is a

portable stove

Ten on ten, you bent the line Locked out allies,

still claimed shine Thirty-one bodies at our door

Twenty-one standing, you still asked for more Chat got toxic,

but the field went quiet Frontline moved and you walked right by

it Vanguard folded in the middle of the street

Whole crowd watching you lose your feet

We don't care, we don't break White walls shake when we hit

the gate All your crowns turn into paper

No one coming in to save ya

We don't care, let 'em stare Twenty-one strong in the open air

You brought more and still fell through Nah,

it's just us, not you (yeah)

Nah, it's just us Just us at the gate Nah,

it's just us You were too late (oh-oh)

Top dog standing where the leader stepped up King for a minute

on a streak of luck Trying to run it with a paper-thin

spine Poaching our recruits 'cause you can't build a line Three extra

teams and a crooked score Roleplay banners at a combat war All

bark, no bite, all noise,

no plan Frontline played you right out of your stand

Well,

now that's over, maybe we could—

Yo, hold up, what is that?

Oh no,

it's him

Wait, wait, can I try?

Why not, pancake, take the mic (yay)

We don't care, we don't break White walls shake when we hit

the gate All your crowns turn into paper

No one coming in to save ya We're not the same,

you know that's right

You sell a kingdom with no real fight

Still working late for a losing crew Nah,

it's just us, not you Nah,

it's just us Gate dust settling under our shoes Nah,

it's just us End the track,

we're through