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Dylan Scott Moulton
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Loco Rap Battles
William Afton versus Eugene Crabs
Begin!
Thank you for coming to the Fazbear establishment
A fun place where your family can vanish in
Already finished up my business in the back room
But now I got a Krab's shell to crack like a cashew
You ate 'Bob's boots, now, you'll kiss mine formally
I don't think they can compare to when you walk normally
Bring lawsuits and you still can't corner me
I remain unwatched like a Kamp Koral scene
Since '87, my inventions left the West shaken
You'd piss yourself upon seeing an IRS agent
I'd give you my two cents on how the best do it
But if I held up a quarter, you'd lose a chef to it
If I had the time, would your daughter even be found?
I could keep you from the scene by putting nickels on the ground
You would drop her for a dollar, she needs mama to come take her
'Cause you only weigh her down, no wonder you live in an anchor
Sponge, me boy! (Yeah?)
What's his deal? (I think he likes kids)
Better prep a kids' meal!
(Umm... Mr. Krabs, this guy's a threat, sir!)
Oh, how 'bout I treat him like the health inspector? (Hahaha)
From man of the business to killer in scraps
I went from rags to riches, your riches gone rags
So sad! That robot band took your son's life
Like me pizza delivery, he had it in one bite!
People say you're quite the genius
But hey, I beg to differ, just a deadbeat drunk, even made his name, "Miller"
Me mattress stays bigger, I lay on eight figures
You're so broken, you almost made me pay Squidward
Me secret formula still keeps Bikini Bottom lined for days
You keep repeated formulas riddled inside your games
I served in the war and I earned me stars
While you just put a different meaning in purple hearts!
My formula's dull? Check your show, you're mistaken
You kill a kid's brain without a bite taken
You're raised with Plankton and now he loathes you
I'll bring you back together, both in one suit
I love me daughter, check the gifts I got her
While you let your bots drop all the kids you fathered!
So don't keep Davy Jones, waiting for your coming visit
Get to sleeping with the fishes, me business here is finished!
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