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triplestabber - creeper vs among us - rap battle كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: creeper (dilly!)]
yo, this bout about prowler’s bound to hurt more than a crew betrayal
cd beats and tnts, all bangers in my loot table
drop discs when you slay me, wavy tunes playing inately
wait, this c4 bombed this game? i’ll leave ’em like we’re going back in ’18
ditch your ass, no trend to save your sleuth game ’bout alien sh_t
you’re in the cams interrogating crewmates orwellian print
while there is no convincing me by airing out a drawn tale
no clouded view, it’s plain to see when you’re leaving a con_trail
you’ve gone stale, no wonder all your servers are cramming with bots
got caught veiling androids, so i’ll leave your galaxy bombed
a panic is brought when players see me blowing up their plot
but, you’re making my job easy, i’ll poke some holes in your plot
this faux foe phones in phony info fo’ folks to bluff
i’ll focus on fomo m_f_s, phonophobia
i’ll blow out your eardrums, so deafen too when getting muted
get my revenge, but it’s this captain that is executed
hmm… maybe not, ’cause you hold no sort of leadership
you’re headin’ off to off a head, destruction’s where you lead the ship
exactly like your makers, chart a course to pop off twitch growth
and fell off, they’re not the sh_t. you both got impostor syndrome

[verse 2: among us (fightmarker)]
to get my lyrics, get a brain to start and play smart
read between my words, this martian’s got some sp_ce bars
i con the lives of this ship, i’m an icon!
your kind conjured minecon, a shower’s where those slimes belong
in votes, i’m a harsh judge
whatchu expect when i’m sharp_tongued?
best keep your guard up. if you wanna start bluffing about you a hard one
then your points are getting shut down with a large gun!
i’ve mastered in casting doubts
i’m not busted from capping, i’m busting a cap in their mouth
shooting votes, when i got my hands in these rounds
while you flee when you see a cat in the house
i’m sabotaging ships, cause chaos, scatter skale crowds
jumpscare compilation’s your type of reactor meltdowns
when i say to air out and vent, it’s not to sit and share
i’d rather cut the oxygen and vanish into thin air
combing through the suspects slitting hairs, finding what’s sus
you’re the one that bangs. with a blade i’ll have your buzz cut
no chance to start fizzing, i’ll stop ya before you pop rocks
no bob ross, but red is smeared on the paintings you’re dawned on
[verse 3: creeper (dilly!)]
fake ass beans nubs, playback and see ya
with way past speeds, bud. trained in task speedruns
this monster can fake ’em and be all haunting in nature
but, i don’t care, ’cause no one plays attention to wandering traitors
test this vinyl record, guy? you’ll have to check the vital’s lines
i’ll spend a trial, death’s my title; quite the genocidal type
arrived surprised? oh, there’s something that i deduced upon
i don’t need myself, i just need to drop a truth bomb
oh, come on, i’m not that bad. this monster is perfectly fine, actually
what’s a few blocks to be lost in the blast? really, i only cast miner casualties
violent tragedies writhe the land when creep surfaces up to ignite calamities
you can play the wrong type of strategy, and you’re living outside in the galaxy
no game runt. i tried to join, got booted, slowly kicked
invite the devs to fix it, but there is no room coding it
a broken mix of servers with laggy movement and garbled code
a storm could not convince your men to make your sh_t be charged on phones

[verse 4: among us (fightmarker)]
so this token monster with an overcoat of blotchy skin’s
my foe? i’ll vote them off the ship. your role is bogus, not a bit
was thought of by his author, bits of broken code that notch had picked
and chose, this dope’s adopted, sh_t. guess we’re both impostors, b_tch!
talking about your maker, rotten apples dropped on all sides
is this another slip in the keyboard by pressing alt right?
my mind crafts up gaslights; you craft mines and light gas
a bright flash is your last life; i stab eyes and blind packs
red alert emergency, but this time’s not a sabotage
we’re playing hide and seek, and i see your flashing bod
i got the jaw of crocs, leaving players shocked in awe
everyone is thunderstruck, but it’s your head that is popping off

- triplestabber

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