Freshy Kanal - The Rock vs. Paperboy vs. Edward Scissorhands (feat. Chase Beck, Commander Jacob, Zawesome, Eric the audible) lyrics

Freshy Kanal

Chase Beck

[Freshy Kanal - The Rock vs. Paperboy vs. Edward Scissorhands feat. Chase Beck, Commander Jacob, Zawesome, Eric the audible lyrics]

I'll start this off found some losers
To put my foot in
When I step in the stu can you
Smell what the Rock is cooking?
I keep my eyes on the green
So I’ll tear through you
As millions cheer for me on their
Tv screens call that paper view
Don't need a Rochambeaux to throw hands
Edward nearly arrested so much
You're like the heart of your inventor
Crimes you didn’t commit left
Your reputation shredded
Bro, this arcade game relic runs
With less frames per second
Paperboy drives, doing that town work
Earning that minimum wage per hour
See a damn cat or a fencе
You cower step in the ring
You'll bе wetting your trousers
I know Eddie's getting jealous cause
I'm boutta grab this biker
And I'll do what he can't manage to
When I go smash this Ryder
Cause, I'll punch through your face
Then I'll punch through your guts
Then I’ll punch through your nuts
That’s a three-hole punch!
The bank wouldn't throw you a cent
For me it snows dividends
But to give credit where it’s due
You sure got alone by the end
So once I've ripped apart the scissor bitch
With my fists and dismantled him
We'll catch Depp in court again
This time suing for damages!

Pass Paperboy a rap tape
And I'mma stack paper cab trade
A Boulder Dash player how I Smash Dwayne up
Racks later all the taxpayers got
My pad paid up
Couldn’t calculate my cash take if
You were Matt Damon
I bet you're fearing me now
Huh oh bitch you wary
I'm simply here to fill
Up tomorrow's obituary
Put down the protein shakes and spend
A lunch with your babies
Don't want all of this columnist
I'll be Sunnin you Daily
Kinda horrid to think you went
From scores in the ring
To the CGI abortion of the scorpion king
How does it feel to be in every second movie
But every second of your movies is
So fucking boring it stings
After I wreck the wrestler
I'll end Ed on the cross streets
Fuck your dead inventor I'll
Finish this scarred freak
You're so extra extra eyeliner and sob scenes
Picked the best director to make
You whiter than broad sheets
Got those nervous ticks clockwork
In your muscles
You can't read the room cross
Words leave you puzzled
Goth nerd girls got your
Heart hurting for cuddles
Not worth getting clipped in the
Act so just cut it

Oh, I'm sorry is this mic on?
I was willing to let bygones be bygones
Until I saw this bike tyke slide onto my lawn
Unless you know who you're messing
With you should ride on
You ain't running this with
Scissorman my scissor hands
Wrap it all up when I slash
These idiots to ribbon strands
As one-dimensional as Paperboy while you're
In your best shape
Your flicks cover plot holes with
Muscles: they're just flex tapes
I'm on the frontpage of my town
Maybe team up next time
Dwayne's eyebrows are the only thing
That's making the headlines
Both your deliveries came out the
Same since the start
I'll make sure next time you're casted
It'll just be your arm chop, chop
Chop you up like my flows till
The Rock is rubble and spokesman
Is crushed and covered in holes by
The time his monitor scrolls
Cuz I'm always cutting it close with
These snippers up on your throat
Nick the vain when I steal the
Thunder out from under you both

Don't wanna hear more shit
Stirrin' outta this virgin
You came from Tim Burton
Now you're Kim's burden (Ghaah)
Step in my lawn and get mowed down
You're the guy who took wrestling and
Somehow made it more lowbrow
Some old executives control you got that
Late delivery cause you're old news
I rolled you-
(Ahhh) Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
Sorry my, even with Dwayne
You're the most shredded man so far
For a bike rider I assumed
You could handle bars
Grah! The Rock lives again!
Never stayin' dead! (Uh)
I'll fight to the bitter end
Just to chase the bread to fit in with men
I'll stay ahead in this dispute
Rock! Paper! Uh scissors?

Shoot! Gunn on the set, time to move out
My shot, roll in like cameras
I do what I want
My day's got a fuck ton more crucial things
Blocked than saving another
Dang Suicide Squad
I see Paperboy hustling and
Riding through town
So you must be embarrassed
That I stay outrunning you even as my ass
Stays resting in DC's office as a chairman
This barber's got beef with Bald
Adam over here? What for?
Dwayne, this is the set
For Rock Paper Scissors
Not a fucking Thumb War!
Make actors my bitch cause I'm the Star-Lord
Give Depp the cut because he
Just leaves me bored
Johnny gave so few fucks when he performed
It's like my PG Porn
From Scooby Doo to DC's fucking chancellor
And redesigning timelines went from
Cancelled to canceler
I'll scrap you nerds as well 'fore I'm
Driven off in the far front
Called shotgun cause Gunn just called
The shots on y'all cunts!

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