Freshy Kanal - Morbius vs. Dracula (feat. Chase Beck, LittleFlecks) lyrics

Freshy Kanal

Chase Beck

[Freshy Kanal - Morbius vs. Dracula feat. Chase Beck, LittleFlecks lyrics]

Morbius, the best movie ever made (yuh, yuh)
The mic calls
Now I'm here to raise the stakes (yuh, yuh)
Blood doctor
But, you don't wanna come test this
I keep it like Rotten Tomatoes: 100%, bitch
This bat is draining ya now
Feels like Castlevania how
My attacks are breaking this Count
Axed in half, I'll name him Discount
You're a granddad who's chasin'
And ransackin' ladies
Who can't act like they were aroused
Drac' captured dames that span half his age
But couldn't captivate a damn crowd ouch!
The critics all be goin'
Crazy! Got 'em shoutin' (Morbius)
I hit up Martin Scorsese, got him shoutin'
(Morbius) you know, I'm coppin' hoes daily
Got 'em shoutin' (Morbius)
Fillin' Sony's dough craving
Now they shout for morе (bius)

I have to bat against this vampire joke?
Ugh, I'll turn this Snapchat
Filtеr to a ghost
I've seen undead pale faces for
More than a century
But, your looks have given me
A different monster energy
Leto? No, I need better for breakfast
I'll wear on my necklace after
I turn you neckless
As the Count from the street
Who's making massive numbers
Even I have to wonder
Who'd think to give you trash an Oscar?
You take everything Disney does
And make it mediocre
Sony feeds off Marvel's scraps so much
They even brought Vulture
A hodgepodge of pop culture
Your film is egregious
Reflected onto the silver screen
No wonder no one has seen it!
It's like 3 acts of terror how
Your box office bomb hit's
You're only delivering when you're
Mailing used condoms
I took your babe and flew into my province!
I must be MC Hammer 'cause she's
Getting nailed in my coffin

Call this the second weekend
The way I bring the crowd back
When I got your organs stingin'
I'm not talkin' 'bout your soundtrack
Your fart cloud ass stands no chance
So change your form in time
If this old man wants to dance
Then it's morbin' time!
Hear a chorus of screams for
The More to the B bring gore to the streets
But according to the lore that I read
While your enemies formed in a league
You're a dork staying indoors for a week
When you warred with the three
You were forced to retreat
But, I got more than a pitchfork
And a torch for my heat
So go get me a new foe I can beat
And the floor's gettin' cleaned
With them: Morbius sweeps

That was the worst
I mean, the verse you've written sucks
It's time to bring in a
Vampire that knows true cinema!

If Sony Pictures won't stop
Tuggin' and pullin'
On the udders of the Marvel cash cow
Time for a cullin'
Jared, you should method act
As a better rapper
Want to lead a cult classic?
Then don't forget the latter!
Your movie scores have been mauled to death
Left theatres more empty
Than Stewart's performances
All that Morbius is fillin' screens
Wit' is more BS!
You sure that your disease was cured?
You got them rabies, kid
CGI came out lookin' worse than my baby did
What do you do in the shadow of
The role that I was cast as?
Now you're a shit Joker and a worse bat, man
Batman? Oh, no, no, no, no, no i amvenom
Blagh!

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