50 Ways to Say uMad (lyrics)

"50 Ways to Say uMad" to the rhythm of "50 Ways to Say Goodbye"

(For the sake of it sounding decent it will be directed toward a female gamer)

My hands were paralyzed
That gun is oversized
I'll take the high road, think I should
I said she's mad at me,
But it's not her, it's me
She said to quit now, I'm not good.

That's cool, but if my friends ask who you are I'm gonna say

She camps down in the bot lane
Should be getting banned
Falls into your base with some juice in her hand
Help me, help me, I'm no good at this guys!
She punched all the bots I bought her,
Forgot what I'd taught her
I regret that I had ever even fought her
Help me, help me, let's go punch Bullseye,
Then we can say we tried.

My pride still feels the sting
You juiced on everything
Next time I'll camp and have some s'mores (I'll have some s'mores)
She'll think I'm super mad
And say I'm really bad
She asked me, "Can you run any faster?"

That's cool, but if my friends ask who you are I'm gonna say

She was caught punching Bullseye
Said that I was lyin'
She's got the whole gaming community sighin'
Help me, help me, I'm no good at this guys!
She drinks up juice for dessert
Calls you a junk scrub
Might give the moneyball a good rub.
Help me, help me, let's go punch Bullseye,
Then we can say we tried.

I wanna stab a thousand knives in you
I wanna be the one you're dying to...
But you always have juice...

That's cool, but if my friends ask who you are I'm gonna say
That's cool, but if my friends ask who you are I'm gonna say

She camps down in the bot lane
Should be getting banned
Falls into your base with some juice in her hand
Help me, help me, I'm no good at this guys!
She punched all the bots I bought her,
Forgot what I'd taught her
I regret that I had ever even fought her
Help me, help me, let's go punch Bullseye.

She was caught punching Bullseye
Said that I was lyin'
She's got the whole gaming community sighin'
Help me, help me, I'm no good at this guys!
She drinks up juice for dessert
Calls you a junk scrub
Might give the moneyball a good rub.
Help me, help me, let's go punch Bullseye,
Then we can say we tried.

Another masterpiece by chance? Thanks for singing along!

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