Billy Butcher vs. Syndrome (feat. Freeced) - Freshy Kanal/Freeced.mp3

[00:00.000] 编曲 : Syko
[00:01.000] 作词 : Freshy Kanal
[00:02.000] 作曲 : Freshy Kanal
[00:09.859]Syndrome:
[00:13.152]Who do we have here?
[00:14.445]Brooding old man in a trenchcoat,
[00:16.407]Lookin' like he came to study
[00:18.101]for a Rorschach test? No.
[00:19.927]I read your comics; to be honest Fidel Castro,
[00:22.874]I almost got a papercut on all that ****ing edge, bro!
[00:26.015]You're not dangerous,
[00:26.671]you make your pals repay favors and take all the risk
[00:28.461]then don't let them go!
[00:29.382]I guess you must crack a few eggs and break off a new friendship
[00:31.298]to end up with Frenchie toast!
[00:32.791]Oh you sly dog, you got me rapping triplets,
[00:34.244]but dissing you fills me with pity,
[00:35.673]'Cuz I can tell it must eat you alive knowing Homelander
[00:37.578]and your dear missus got busy!
[00:39.017]Billy Butcher:
[00:39.375]Oi! Cunt!
[00:40.608]That means you, Jimmy Neutron!
[00:42.405]The douche who needs his goons to help him get his super-suit on!
[00:45.821]Move off or do one!
[00:47.155]I can tell you screw machines, (Oh, mate...)
[00:49.115]Too odd how you're powerless
[00:50.598]and still have yet to lose your V!
[00:52.591]My men dispense of Supes, you suck them off to sell ya' toys,
[00:55.654]If we were a group of pussies,
[00:57.256]we'd be the Incredi-Boys!
[00:59.094]You lost to a baby, mate, I wouldn't have that,
[01:02.158]Personally, I'd cock and aim him
[01:03.763]at your face like "Gat-Gat"!
[01:05.119]Syndrome:
[01:05.478]Let me take a Butcher's at that accent, who're they kidding?
[01:08.304]You're only here 'cause Amazon
[01:09.911]couldn't get Hugh Jackman with two-day shipping!
[01:11.856]I take out Supes like an egg drop,
[01:13.159]carried out big league plans while my face popped pimples,
[01:15.051]Never let my age stop me from tanking an old dude
[01:16.772]too hirsute for a tank top! (Woo!)
[01:18.407]You take out Supes like a-
[01:19.346]wait. Stop. (Ha ha!)
[01:20.364]As much as you hate Vought,
[01:21.345]You ain't got people who know how to take shots
[01:22.959]Following a man who's an absent dad as a day job!
[01:25.266]And I know you were born in Hell, (Huh,)
[01:26.814]but at least you got a story to tell, (Huh,)
[01:28.453]How you came back home and daddy still had
[01:29.616]bloodstains from your poor little brother's corpse on his belt! (Uh!)
[01:31.761]But I don't understand all the drama,
[01:33.013]Your son's hanging with his old man and his mama,
[01:34.619]He sees in you what you see in the hands of your papa,
[01:36.407]Wow, now you've got a while family of trauma!
[01:37.854]Billy Butcher:
[01:38.094]Age bars off an actual boomer,
[01:39.313]tech skills couldn't put bags in a Hoover,
[01:40.789]My drunk father would guess this cunt's password
[01:42.527]faster than you could be rude in the back of an Uber!
[01:44.827]Man's stupid, ain't gonna do shit,
[01:46.196]man's been a square like Rubik's,
[01:47.674]They won't lend you an ear
[01:48.553]when you're putting on airs with the hair of a used up Q-tip!
[01:50.865]If you're ethical, then I beg to know
[01:52.546]who the hell in Metroville paid for it,
[01:54.228]The way you settle scores is a metaphor for
[01:55.799]what the ****ing state of the nation is,
[01:57.582]It's Incredibly stupid,
[01:58.477]you quell the Supes and claim their powers are ableist,
[02:00.689]Another crazy kid who's been
[02:01.611]wasting days with a parasocial relationship!
[02:04.034]I'm appalled that this poor twat
[02:05.622]can't perform as a support act,
[02:07.384]Even after his false dad
[02:08.822]used this wharf rat as a doormat!
[02:10.690]If you don't want to suffer burnout,
[02:12.308]don't be such a ****ing star!
[02:13.933]Keep on whinging all you want,
[02:15.386]you'll never measure up to Parr!