I am Boromir,
Sprinkling white seeds far and near,
An arrow through the chest and I'm not quite outta here.
That one ring,
Is a powerful thing,
Almost pulled me in,
To the witch king kind.
One does not simply get to kill me,
Did it take one arrow?
NO IT TOOK THREE!

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You can't begin to understand,
The power of the white hand.
I pull twisted elves from under the land.
Take a look at my army of Uruk-Hai,
Join the hand of Sauron or prepare to die.

 

I was for hire, in the shier,
Until I had a new job to do,
"don't you leave him Samwise Gangee!"
AND I DONT MEAN TO!

 

I am Legalas,
I will woop your ass,
One mile away, I'll stick an arrow in your ass.
There's no surprises,
As the red sun rises,
Your blood has been spilled.

 

I can sing,
For a king,
But I can't walk through a mine without touching anything.
And I'm hungryyyyy!
'Cause I need,
More than 3,
Meals a day, and I'm still skinny.

 

Fool of a took,
You think you look good?
No one looks, as shinny as me,
Throw yourself in next time and, rid us of, your stupidity.
My white are blinding!
Almost as good as my griming.
I'll blind you with that and a battle in expert timing.
With one blast of my staff,
You are all in the past.
You try and try,
But you can't last my wrath.
I know its not written but its me who rules.
If I show up with an army,
Fly you fools!

 

You look worses,
Since god washed off the dirtses.
I'm so fly I might get two verses.

No you wont 'cause it'll be me,
Moving through the shadows so you can't even see.
And I'm gonna gets what they stole from us,
The one and only
MY MOTHER FU**ING PRECIOUS!