Letra de 'Final Boss' de Mc Frontalot

Final Boss é uma música de Mc Frontalot cuja letra tem inúmeras buscas, por isso decidimos que ela merece seu lugar neste site, junto com muitas outras letras de músicas que os internautas desejam conhecer.

Se você tem procurado há muito tempo pela letra da música Final Boss de Mc Frontalot, comece a aquecer a voz, porque você não vai conseguir parar de cantá-la.

Yo! I crack the whip, you play the game.
Every encounter that's obstructionary comes in my name,
so that you came to become obsessed with my location.
Clues to my identity: denied to the impatient.
Step up! I sense you're on the precipice of something.
Me, I'm on the brink of delivering your lumpings:
make you load your save up for the fifty fifth time,
make you scroll through unskippable dialog lines,
and you still ain't any closer to discovering why.
Got technology for lackeys that can hover and fly.
Got them other two guys in their sights and apt to wreck them.
Give the beatdown to you quicker than your finger in Tekken.*

I crack the whip, you play the game...
you're not going to get the final boss tamed.

Elevated? I don't give a drip if you celebrate it.
Every time you level up it's 'cause I delegated
your demise to the wrong size of minions.
Got a bigger batch coming. Statisticians got a dim opinion
of your chance to survive. Make your time.
I got a hundred billion of them and they're standing in line
to make you shine light out your special move hole
(cause you got hit so hard by the energy bolt).
And it's a moat you can't cross, a key you can't get.
Ain't done the right NPC's subquest yet.
Got to collect bullshit that I done littered in the realm.
I aim the whole game at you to fatigue and overwhelm.

Final boss is the be-all end-all class of society:
very exclusive but not higher than me. All the sobriety
of the day and age might prove indecent,
cause me to find and strangle the baby of Jackie Gleason.**
But then I'm evil and puissant, unpleasant and bent on my ends.
At the final reckoning: too late to make amends.
It's too late to make friends; I'm infuriated already.
Primest cut of minion, double-corrugated and steady,
stands between Fe and Fi, so go whistle.
Go huddle a hobo corpse. Nestle his bristle.
This towers as your obstacle: my will will never bend!
Doesn't matter how you struggle, never gets you past the end.

I crack the whip, you play the game...
you're not going to get the final boss tamed.
I crack the whip, you play the game...

How can you defeat me, you don't even know my name?

"...aw, boot skidoot. You gotta get outta here."

* We assume your finger moves rapidly when you play Tekken. But this beatdown is promised to be even more speedy.

** We use "the baby of Jackie Gleason" here to mean "Jackie Gleason in baby form," as opposed to "a baby sired by Jackie Gleason." It being 1922, Mr. Gleason is nearing or has recently enjoyed his sixth birthday, and while hardly an infant, he is not yet old enough to produce issue. It is only with the most evil and horrid prescience that the final boss would seek to rob the world of the young Mr. Gleason's impending comic output. Perhaps the repeal of prohibition will dampen the final boss's murderous zeal before it is too late.

O motivo mais comum para querer conhecer a letra de Final Boss é que você gosta muito dela. Óbvio, não é?

Quando gostamos muito de uma música, como pode ser o seu caso com Final Boss de Mc Frontalot, desejamos poder cantá-la conhecendo bem a letra.

Se a sua motivação para ter procurado pela letra da música Final Boss foi porque você adora, esperamos que você possa aproveitar cantando-a.

É importante notar que Mc Frontalot, nos concertos ao vivo, nem sempre foi ou será fiel à letra da música Final Boss... Então é melhor se concentrar no que a música Final Boss diz no disco.

Aprenda as letras das músicas que você gosta, como Final Boss de Mc Frontalot, seja para cantá-las no chuveiro, fazer seus covers, dedicá-las a alguém ou ganhar uma aposta.