Letra de Dream vs. Nagito Komaeda - Freshy Kanal

(Feat. Snakebite126, Eric the Audible)

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If you end up enjoying this battle

Enough of the prattle, you and me in a 1v1?

I don't see much challenge, but it still seems fun

It's no Pet War but I'll beat ya in one verse

And leave you like your dog - hit n' speedrun

Count em up, my WR Ws are

More plentiful than all the wounds that you cut on your arms

You don't really set a high bar talking 'bout your fine art

My avatar's drawn more consistent than your sprites are!

You hopeless loner, glad you know your own worth

Don't need to dig down to know this stepping stone's below dirt

I know you wanna get Hinata, but your luck's not so grand

If you can't even boost the odds of you hunting your man

How'd you not hit Byakuya's imposter

Even with the pounds that the dude sports? (George!)

Guess this rabid fan is only catching hands

From transplants with Junko's corpse (George!)

Grab a bow and arrow for this ghost white barebones

You could grow a forest with that bone meal hair, bro

Check all the careers I'm settin' the stage for

While your lymphoma's set in the stage four

What a grand display!

With all the wars you struggle to bear

I'm mere trash in the way

When compared to the Ultimate Square

But when it comes to despair (Ugh)

I have none left to spare (Ha)

So make like that disc pair

Give it up in this pair

I went through with one goal: exposing the traitor

While you got exposed exploiting the traders

Pursuing that dough, then toy with your players

Tom's suicide note is your kinda paper

And paired with your Stan audience?

I've inhaled gas less toxic

He labels himself spotless

But I got it! Let me break it down...

Not a perfect roster your team crafted, (Huh)

Ultimate Imposter of TeamCrafted (Huh)

Then it met the same end 'cause then Schlatt won (Huh)

And turned L'Manburg to a L'Manhunt

And normal's the only way

To describe your catalog of bland songs

Tell that plastic CG ragdoll

It's best to keep the mask on

Oh, come on

I thought you toted bombs

With just a glance at your chances

Your fans went, "No, that's wrong!"

Ironic Clay lacks foundation

With all the arguments he's built

And you're only blessed with fortune

When it's from your parent's will (Ooh!)

You started your wooden arc sailing on a ship

That explains why, on the microphone, you failed to land a hit

You're numb as it gets, your luck must've gun to your head

But you're only firing blanks like it's Russian Roulette

Your franchise took the stage and ignited some flames

But I'll be snuffing you all out like a fire grenade

Call my fans creepy stanning every student around

But your only friends now are like George, not found

Your hopes are shining through

But it's just a matter of time

'Fore the net treats you like Tommy and Wilbur

(It's banishment time!)

You couldn't kill tracks

But you still lack a clean record

Congrats, you're not the blackened

So what's your excuse for the n-word?

Every time drama comes up

You don't respond and let it be

All you can speedrun from

Is your responsibility

Luck's an awful talent

But you don't even share it

You're gaming's worst cheater

On the scene since ProJared

So here's my statement

How fitting that Dream's your name as

You're to be quickly forgotten

Once your crowd of teens awaken

Your hopes for world renown and loving fans

Got to see the day, but

We all know

The dark path your DreamWasTaken (Ah!)

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