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letra de vanny vs. spamton g. spamton - gamingplush64

[intro]
spamton!
vs-

[verse 1: vanessa / vanny]
gotcha! freeze!
hands up, quit movin’
the last thing that i want tonight is some wimp lootin’
most annoying thing in my inbox since luis
not just gonna take names, kid, i’m taking you in
slimy little lying virus, know that i’m not buying it
check the main stage, i’ll show you “showtime” when i side a disc
oh, you get mad when your rivals don’t play fair?
forget about the sun, you wouldn’t survive the daycare
yeah, i know you, saw your file, it must hurt to see
i got exactly what you want; a job with security
i’m murdering the track, this is the second time you’re burned alive
no silver – i see through any lies that this perp’ll guise
no phone to guide you, this battle is done, set
so cry in the receiver…
are you having fun yet?
rabbits rule at multiplying but this bun’s dividing ya
even if you made me fall, i’m leaving the mall fired up
your friends were worried ’bout you ’til your phone paid off and got you rich
then they turned around and forgot you like “it was just a glitch”
coincidence, the mixing of “vanessa” and “bunny”
if you connected that then you’re finally right on the money
don’t try any diss-assembling; you’ll fumble on the beat
so run away or else i’ll send you on “company retreat”
[verse 2: spamton g. spamton]
you look a lot more blonde in your movie, vanny
but i’mma raise the stakes, i’m a g youcant sweep
(mcflurry on the track) hit it boyz!
it’s number 1 ’97 and i light the mike
kick it back to ’87 ‘cuz my lines got bite
most puzzling puppet since john kramer with the kromer i’m receiving
but alternately, i’ll ctrl you and keep on deleting (hahahaha-)
your pizzaplex is full of- freakin’- questions
are you mike? are you baby? are you princess quest kin?
the whole internet interested speculating your spot
then had five lines in the trilogy and one of them was “aaaaaa”
your flow must be a sister location the way it’s facing leaks
but i make betas freak, get up in your face like a leitmotif
your savior was aaaaaaa in the flames at three
then scott f-cking cawthon had to mangle up your game release
i’m novel, you’re comical- at least that’s what your pages read
only time you’re going- mask off- is when you lay deceased
no save-ing when i make it to the bas-m-nt where i’ll take my leave
heaven, watch me get into the trash and then i’ll take the key
hochi mama!
that smart race
what’s the big idea?!
do you know who i am?
i’m number 1 rated salesman 1997 and you’re-
[verse 3: sammy lawrence]
shhh…
it’s time you take notes from the music director
head of the department’s removing your head first
be not afraid, isn’t this what you wanted?
i’m a godd-mn reanimated profit
you’re not a threat playing dress-up, vanessa
when greg spoke into an alexa and it wrecked ya
i only need a dustpan and security breach breaks
and that’s a safer bet than any spamton sweep-stakes
betrayed, abandoned, and blamed the addisons
laid in trash until taking action
sold lame knickknacks all to pave the path
to a great attraction
but just like burtrum in the bas-m-nt, that will be out of your reach
a hare and a cat? no, you are both sheep…
because i reign supreme!
this is where your games end!
lights out, can i get an amen?

[verse 4: mephiles the dark, (spamton g. spamton)]
coming out of the shadow, i’m here to bring h-ll
make you eat your words, you’re already drinking ink wells
a pit of kinnies bickering… this is disappointing…
let me turn up the heat… iblis trigger warning
vanny, head of the rotten grandpa fanclub
can’t even get my hands up
call me patient 4 – ’06 with the way i damage damsels
taking advantage and breaking the canon then imma vanish (hahaha-)
oh, spamton (huh?)
you’re smiling wide for the guy with the mind more random than a real time fandub
your scams, i don’t give a d-mn for
steppin’ to mephiles never ends well
not even sonic could stop me
i sent a piece through his chest; got elise beggin’ for help
you are all dead to me, some of you, literally
swat you all down like a b-tterfly
why fight at all?
my win is meant to be
what are you gonna do, gonna cry?
[verse 5: mukuro ikusaba, “junko enoshima”, tsumugi shirogane]
and here enters enoshima, the ultimate fashionista
to tell sega’s edgy demon, don’t be such a massive diva
don’t say you “fire shots,” you were written out of the canon
while “photoshop and junk” is a more accurate description for spamton
n’awww, look at this rabbit’s cr-ppy stitching
she’s a bit of a shable
likewise, your paper plate is just a waste
you’ll get canned like pendle with cambell
mephiles can’t grip a candle with how lit i am, i’m dripping
try me, i can, like, even make a shot through the heart look b-tchin’!
listen, ikusaba’s always gonna k!ll it if you wage a war
i wanted you to bring me to despair but you just made me bored
i hid in an academy and maybe you should take a course
because i’m blowing up the track, i even made a banging corpse
how did vanny’s game dare to call it “free roam”
when it has more glitches than her alter ego
even then, your world’s program a stronger neo
than this e-mail chained in the bas-m-nt
like sammy, he calls but n0body came
both got dropped like ’06’s frames
i will not take slander from amateurs when, in all their plans, they got slain
goth phases, blot stains and block chains, i’m not swayed
your wins are ultimate fiction…
they’re only fit for cosplay

- gamingplush64

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