Freshy Kanal, Kyubi Vaz - Chucky vs. Woody lyrics

Bonus Battle woody
Vs chucky
Begin!

A ragdoll wants a rap brawl?
I'm not the kind of
Toy you'd wanna dance with
Ain't seen a faker hunk of plastic
Since Tiffany's "enhancements"
I mean you dug your shit in my spotlight
I got a comeback you couldn't dream of
Rookie
So how much Woody could a wood-Chucky chuck
If a wood-Chucky could chuck Woody?
Hold the gun on your sidekicks or
Run into my knife bitch
I'd play "hide your soul"
But you're already lifeless
Stay PG and keep counting your sheep
While you sit in Bonnie's room alone
Without a peep
Trust me, I'll strip your title as hot topic
Did your plot strings puppet
That many fucking losses?
Thinking outside the box
Andy's off to college
While I still keep on rocking my box office

Those burdens you dug yourself in
Ain't something I'd ignore
'Cause I don't think that body count
Would help disburse your child support
As sheriff, i can't endorse a story milked
Six times or more so tell me
Exactly what bragging rights does your
Franchise have in store?
You run on two legs
But your feelings are fake
After this: no more reboots for this snake
My lasso is cutting your wires
You got a big mouth for
A fun-size Michael Myers
For dolls like you, we ain't got no tolerance
Even Sid's toys would throw
You across the fence you drew the line, this
Battle is your suicide
My movie's booting you aside a
Rescue for your audience
Square up all you want in all your fancy ways
You will never be able to
Fill up Andy's grave my destiny's a legacy
Your story's ending right here
'Cause by now your buzzkill's burnt
Out in this light-year

You're armless in this show, sir
A failed stunt for your shoulder
So put a gun in your holster
Or fuck off my posters! I Hamil'd it up!
I've been toppling cities
Scaring the piss outta kiddies
Bitch, I'm Andy's owner you Hamm it up
Riding your owner like it's a piggyback
You're Woody Wood-pecking all up
Over Andy's shoulders i'm in mint condition
But from a bloody background
You're my sloppy second
But a hand-me letdown
Bullseye spit's harder than Woody
You got nothing while I make the beat
Drop like "Andy's coming!"
My name lives in the doll
I have insanity lead you're called Woody
'cause you fell down the family tree
If you're as beloved to Andy as you think
He'd call the doctor but to him
You're just as alive as his father

Don't go dissing others for their titles
Partner "Good Guys" is your legacy
You're the poster boy for playtime
The only street you're running is Sesame
I don't hold you to high standards
In my part of town you're too young
Yet you're smart enough to connect
To tech but too
Dumb to plug your head to your tongue?
I'm off into the sunset
Let's not prolong our argument
"To infinity and beyond"
Muffles Chucky from the bottom
Of the bargain bin