Lil Dušan-World Cup 2026 Part 3-(3D mic audio) (Official audio).
[Hook] World Cup '26, the whole planet goin' stupid, Three hosts, one war — we turnin' fields into movin' crypts. 48 squads clashin', dreams gettin' murdered quick, I'm the voice of the pitch, spittin' fire while they take the hit. [Verse 1] Seattle to Guadalajara, stadiums packed like sardines in a can, Fans throwin' flares, atmosphere thicker than a brick of Afghan. Spain tiki-takin' but we counter-press like wolves on the hunt, Leave 'em dizzy, pockets empty, back to the motherfuckin' punt. Germany precision? Nah, we break they engine with aggression, Japan speed demons gettin' taught a painful lesson. El Tri in Azteca, the roar louder than a jet, Opponents shittin' bricks when that home crowd starts the threat. Canada with the maple leaf, cold as a Toronto winter, Stealin' wins in stoppage time, leavin' big teams bitter. USA on home soil, stars drippin' with that American sauce, Pulisic, Reyna, McKennie — runnin' through your lines like exhaust. [Hook] World Cup '26, the whole planet goin' stupid, Three hosts, one war — we turnin' fields into movin' crypts. 48 squads clashin', dreams gettin' murdered quick, I'm the voice of the pitch, spittin' fire while they take the hit.
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[Hook] World Cup '26, the whole planet goin' stupid, Three hosts, one war — we turnin' fields into movin' crypts. 48 squads clashin', dreams gettin' murdered quick, I'm the voice of the pitch, spittin' fire while they take the hit. [Verse 1] Seattle to Guadalajara, stadiums packed like sardines in a can, Fans throwin' flares, atmosphere thicker than a brick of Afghan. Spain tiki-takin' but we counter-press like wolves on the hunt, Leave 'em dizzy, pockets empty, back to the motherfuckin' punt. Germany precision? Nah, we break they engine with aggression, Japan speed demons gettin' taught a painful lesson. El Tri in Azteca, the roar louder than a jet, Opponents shittin' bricks when that home crowd starts the threat. Canada with the maple leaf, cold as a Toronto winter, Stealin' wins in stoppage time, leavin' big teams bitter. USA on home soil, stars drippin' with that American sauce, Pulisic, Reyna, McKennie — runnin' through your lines like exhaust. [Hook] World Cup '26, the whole planet goin' stupid, Three hosts, one war — we turnin' fields into movin' crypts. 48 squads clashin', dreams gettin' murdered quick, I'm the voice of the pitch, spittin' fire while they take the hit.