Pseudo Dragonite

[Verse 1]
Orange wings, iron jaw
Four tails drag like a war drum claw
Pound for pound, he a whole boss fight
One look, your team get frostbite
Not a mascot, that dragon built mean
Thunder in the throat, eyes full green
Fast when he moves, land quake clean
Touch that sky, make the air feel lean
You brought six? Better count them twice
He erase a squad with one clean strike
No pretty pose, just battle scars
Big body, big threat, no safety bars
When he land, the ground go hush
Every weak little mon run and flush
Say he not top tier, you must be blind
He put fear in the whole timeline
[Pre-Chorus]
Better back up
Better call out
That grin says trouble
That roar means fallout
One step closer
Whole crew fold
If he was rare
The world would go cold
[Chorus]
Holy Arceus, regret it
Holy Arceus, regret it
If he was legendary, you know it
Nobody standing, nobody with it
Holy Arceus, regret it
Holy Arceus, regret it
Dragonite too monstrous, too lit
Whole league get split, admit it
[Verse 2]
He the kind of threat they keep in the vault
Too much power for a normal slot
One blue blur and the match is done
No drama needed, he the chosen sun
Double-edge grin and a hurricane swing
Make a king look small, make a champ look thin
You see that wingbeat, better pray for grace
Cause he close that gap in your face
Not a legend? That’s a paperwork lie
He got old-world wrath in a modern sky
If the title fit, then the map flip too
Gym to the grave, that’s what he do
Call him pseudo like it weak, that’s cap
He a final warning in a yellow cap
Arceus know, up in the clouds
Should’ve sealed that one before the crowds
[Bridge]
[Half-time]
One dragon, whole arena freeze
One glance, and the brave all leave
If myth had his name, if crown met flame
Every other monster lose the game
[Chorus]
Holy Arceus, regret it
Holy Arceus, regret it
If he was legendary, you know it
Nobody standing, nobody with it
Holy Arceus, regret it
Holy Arceus, regret it
Dragonite too monstrous, too lit
Whole league get split, admit it

Hard rap, aggressive boom-bap with trap drums, swung hi-hats, booming sub bass, and ominous minor-key synth stabs; verse rides tense and percussive, pre-chorus narrows to drum snaps and chanting doubles, chorus slams with gang-vocal hook and a low brass hit on the anchor phrase. Sharp lead vocal with doubled lines, ad-lib shouts, delay throws on the hook word, risers into each drop, and a dark, punchy mix with thick low end and clipped snares., rap