| Freddy, Bendy, Part 5
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| Here we go, uh, comin' at ya' hard
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| Freddy it’s been a minute
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| I bet your itchin'
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| Ready, cuz I be winning
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| I got the sickest flow
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| Wicked is my game, bullet train
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| Takin' it to the brain, yeah
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| Pass on Freddy, challenge Drake
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| Rappin' good, silky smooth son (Oh)
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| Take a lesson from the demon (preach)
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| 'Cuz you be scared of this ink pen (sketch)
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| I be writing like it’s permanent
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| Bendy, are you almost finished
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| It’s been a lot longer than a minute
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| For chapter five, whatchu bringin'
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| I’ve recently been resurrected from the dead
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| Ultimate Custom Night in everybody’s head
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| They’ll be passin' on you
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| All my friends laughin' at you
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| You’re takin' ages to make
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| Same time that I made two games
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| I got a whole lotta beef 'bout your half-baked chapters
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| Real jump-scares are what the kids are after
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| Sharp claws and the gloves come off
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| Freddy pounds you like a beatin' drum
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| Cardboard Bendy comes to life
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| And he scared you, blackin' out your eyes
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| Scare kings
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| Scare kings
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| You are a silly animatronic
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| I am a demon to bring on a challenge
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| But you don’t frighten
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| Your stale, I’m ripin'
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| Your stupid verse would be better silent (Sh)
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| But I don’t mind if you can fight me (champ)
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| You gave 'em good, but I’m the best G (game)
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| A hundred thousand, like my paychecks (rich)
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| I took it in, never get ya' spot back
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| A cardboard cut out
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| Five raps, and a shutout
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| You’re five feet tall
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| Collect dust in a warehouse
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| No doubt, your down for the count
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| Slouched over, you pout
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| You’ll be cryin' throughout
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| Go, your whereabouts, no one cares
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| Poetic violence. |
| fight this
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| Huhuhuh, isn’t it clear
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| I’m the William Shakespeare of deadly fuzzy teddy bears
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| I don’t fight fair, jaws locked nightmare (nightmare)
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| Sharp claws and the gloves come off
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| Freddy pounds you like a beatin' drum
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| Cardboard Bendy comes to life
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| And he scared you, blackin' out your eyes
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| Scare kings
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| I’ll take Freddy
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| Rip his head off, make a taxidermy
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| Crushed guts, made of rust
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| Watch him dizzy, squirmin'
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| Kill him dead, tell his friends
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| That he’s gonna choke, jagged edge
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| Class red, cause I slit his throat
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| B-b-b-bendy, you’re beat up
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| It’s lovely, your face ripped to pieces
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| Slice open your tummy
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| Intestines fall out, and your inks drippin' runny
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| I’ll stuff your insides turn you into a fuzzy
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| Scare kings
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| Sharp claws and the gloves come off
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| Freddy pounds you like a beatin' drum
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| Scare kings
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| Cardboard Bendy comes to life
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| And he scared you, blackin' out your eyes
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| Scare kings
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| Scare kings (kings) |