Gridline Studios, Freeced, Gianni Matragano - Herobrine vs G-Man lyrics
[Gridline Studios, Freeced, Gianni Matragano - Herobrine vs G-Man lyrics]
Gridline Rap Battles herobrine
Vs g-Man
Begin
From the mods to the caves
I dawned the pickaxe that I forged with
So know that hellfire is coming if you
Follow the path of the torches
When I begin ascension
You'll wish I went to heaven
Even with a face of bit compression
I leave a track sounding like disc 11
Eyes on you from a whole other biome
So walk away or tighten up
But, judging by the way you talk
Your brain still needs to
Load a couple chunks
As your façade commences to crumble
I'll build block defensеs atop the wreckage
A morе horrid mob than
Vortigaunts is steppin'
You couldn't forsee these consequences
Patch after patch dropped
"Removed Herobrine", said Notch
So players slept soft 'til
They heard the knock, as the dead watched
Hop on Java or Bedrock
Jump to Pocket or Xbox
Just one more dead mob
Wait, stop! Get out of my head, stop it!
Rise and shine, Mr brine rise and rhyme
My friend my employers wish me to provide
A means to an end
Not to imply you've been sleeping on the job
No one deserves a rest more
Than an outdated Creepypasta left on
The community cutting floor
All your effort to stay relevant
Would have been time misspent
No joke streams to save you
No shrines to be erected, in essence
We stopped believing in a ghost
The hoax of your contraptions
Your time won't come again
From the fake reactions
To the embarrassing fanfictions burned
By your following masses so rise and shine
Mr brine wake up and smell the ashes
Keep your boring speeches more silent
Than Gordon Freeman is
From the grave I woke
So don't come after me just cause
You look like Jordan Peterson
I'm stealing diamonds and emeralds
From Alex's vault, and I'm out the door
Your Alyx needed a stack of some scaffolding
Just to break out of yours
Leave less than leafless trees when
I'm done with you, sealed away in tombs
Grief this man's beef with me, leave
You like my namesake: Decayed, consumed
Your legacy defined you
But took second to your world seed in fact
Your only mystery to be solved was a leaf
Enough delusions, the tale's tired time to
Put this to an end, you
Are not required
I've other matters to attend to
Who won? Who's next?
You decide gridline Rap Battles
Vs g-Man
Begin
From the mods to the caves
I dawned the pickaxe that I forged with
So know that hellfire is coming if you
Follow the path of the torches
When I begin ascension
You'll wish I went to heaven
Even with a face of bit compression
I leave a track sounding like disc 11
Eyes on you from a whole other biome
So walk away or tighten up
But, judging by the way you talk
Your brain still needs to
Load a couple chunks
As your façade commences to crumble
I'll build block defensеs atop the wreckage
A morе horrid mob than
Vortigaunts is steppin'
You couldn't forsee these consequences
Patch after patch dropped
"Removed Herobrine", said Notch
So players slept soft 'til
They heard the knock, as the dead watched
Hop on Java or Bedrock
Jump to Pocket or Xbox
Just one more dead mob
Wait, stop! Get out of my head, stop it!
Rise and shine, Mr brine rise and rhyme
My friend my employers wish me to provide
A means to an end
Not to imply you've been sleeping on the job
No one deserves a rest more
Than an outdated Creepypasta left on
The community cutting floor
All your effort to stay relevant
Would have been time misspent
No joke streams to save you
No shrines to be erected, in essence
We stopped believing in a ghost
The hoax of your contraptions
Your time won't come again
From the fake reactions
To the embarrassing fanfictions burned
By your following masses so rise and shine
Mr brine wake up and smell the ashes
Keep your boring speeches more silent
Than Gordon Freeman is
From the grave I woke
So don't come after me just cause
You look like Jordan Peterson
I'm stealing diamonds and emeralds
From Alex's vault, and I'm out the door
Your Alyx needed a stack of some scaffolding
Just to break out of yours
Leave less than leafless trees when
I'm done with you, sealed away in tombs
Grief this man's beef with me, leave
You like my namesake: Decayed, consumed
Your legacy defined you
But took second to your world seed in fact
Your only mystery to be solved was a leaf
Enough delusions, the tale's tired time to
Put this to an end, you
Are not required
I've other matters to attend to
Who won? Who's next?
You decide gridline Rap Battles