Текст песни URBoF - The Seven Deadly Sins Royale
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Gatsby: Did you receive an invitation to challenge the MC? Excuse my manners old sport, I’m Gatsby! I don’t plan to agree so leave your contracts In your playroom’s toy chest before ya’ comeback Got more than Roaring Twenties in my pocket You couldn’t even finish Harvard economics! I'll leave you Freed if you excuse my greed and admit that it's time you submit to me So Steele yourself, cuz you're a bad West Egg Believe me, I know a lot about bootlegs That’s how I Rolls-Royce when I drive through the ash and beat you up ceaselessly into the past I'm prevailin', Trevelyan, so let it sink in Your fortune only came from picking up Lincolns And no fanfiction that they give the green light Will convince me you're not just black and white Grey: Hold on Jay, let's slow this down Mr. Grey will diss you now You better not get too Carraway'd because when it comes to rap, I dominate and you'd make a doctor's billboard weep while I take the time to leave my rhymes deep inside both your mind and my Red Room flayed Fifty Shades of black and blue I'm pumped up, lusting for a win You're a friendless fat cat and loose Bu-cannon The Jazz Aged Gatz and turned potential into a most fatal case of Affluenza Quit ruining parties, Prohi-bitchin to Tom or I'll leave your Egg cracked like my whore of a mom It just goes to show I've got the love of the ladies Since you're in the pool yet we're BOTH pushing Daisies Gloop: Guten tag! I’ve won a golden ticket to whoopassery! And Grey, despite the name, keep your Willy out this factory! Too Hungary to focus on your cheating and effrontery I’m clod stopping, Everlasting on this track and in my gluttony And like blueberries, I’m popping corporate egos to get justice With no mother here to say “save rhymes for later, Augustus” You’ve both lost your man cards, so get chewed out, mastication! Come with me and you’ll be in a world of pure annihilation! Sawyer: Who let the pig out of his pen? Oop, it’s just Augustus Gloop Guess I’m too slothful to tell a petting zoo from an obese nincompoop In this rap and the in factory I guess you were the first to choke Man it seems you’re really fudged just like the Oompa Loompa’s hoped Learn to chew and rhyme, you’re not getting enough time to breathe! How can you come out on top while you can’t see what’s underneath? When I grab the mic you’re bound to make like the tube and suck it Until your diabetes gets you and you kick the Charlie Bucket Macbeth: It’s my fate to keep you like my bodyguards in the foyer You’ll be tilted, italics, when [Exeunt, today’s Tom Sawyer!] You’re all whitewashed up, but this Scot’s got it on Loch! With lines as intricate as MacDougal’s cave to leave you lost! While you’re hypnotizing children to go do your work instead I’m just here wishing that it was destiny that you stayed dead You envy me? I’m dastardly! Just ask all those I’ve slayed! Succumb to your MacDaddy! Thou’ve just been Scottish Played! White: Your tragedy is written! Something wicked this way crumbles Baby, be prepared to drown in blood, bent over, double doubled! Your awful tests and rotten quotes make me wish I was illiterate Thus I’m causing more death than a tale written by an idiot So out, out you damned spot, and face my wrath at last! It could only take the Whitest heart to taint a prom so black Toil and trouble as fire burns and I ascend to queen So whipped by your missus; it should be easy to come bow to me! Frankenstein: My rhymes are alive! Cower to my power, Frankenstein! Playing God, the aramanthine Victor knows naught but true pride! I’d say take a shower to vash up, but even that’s been drenched in blood Quit spewing out that rancid flow, go take your mouth and plug it up! This is the valiant work of science, there’s no place for little witches Cause I listened to your verse and now I’m the one left in stitches! Not even your mother loves you, Monster! You’re thunderstruck, electrified! No one will know your name once I leave you like her, crucified! |
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Даже твоя мать не любит тебя, монстр! Вы поражены громом, наэлектризованы!
Никто не узнает твоего имени, как только я оставлю тебя такой, как она, распятая!
