[Verse 1: BEN (ENNWAY)]
A bird against the one who froze the web?
You’ll need more than a notepad to go past this magnum Opus, BEN
Your family’s broken, bent, I’ll look into Manfred’s hopeless mess
I know a thing or two about Ocean Quests
But we both know Lorenz
He dropped the phone cause he knows that his home’s a wreck
Not surprised she can’t step up when her legs went and sent her
To the hospital bed, and she never woke again
But I can see why you slept in, I wouldn’t want to live your dreaded youth
Since daddy couldn’t find time to care for ya with the Lens of Truth
So no revival’s gonna save ya when I’m dissin' this pest
‘Cuz he nabbed the system and dipped... in the literal sense
Putrid, you’re more confusing than your textures
Useless, you’re only wanted by retro collectors
Moon kids, I ascend over all your flimsy horrors
Hubris, you can’t save yourself, it’s YOURTURN
[Verse 2: Thea (Azia)]
Hm? I think the phone’s ringing
This foe’s got his flow missing, but he should know
I’m the Mario Killer, I got pro crow spittin’
So best head to Lon Lon Ranch ‘cause on the mic, I roast chickens!
It makes sense you’re the Elegy of Emptiness
Since all the filler in your writing had made me deathly sick
You’re not really exciting- scary sightings and standing silent?
I could stop you in your tracks by turning on an anti-virus!
You’re the magnum opus of… cartridge possession?
Please, I’m more fly than you, even after your ascension!
The only thing you froze were the screens you were shown on
Mixed with the shallow story that rivals the water you choked on
The Father murdered ya’, you got eternal hatred
You took to Termina, then you got terminated
While I’m still alive, you can’t be comparing our states
When your fandom grabbed a pen and gave a terrible fate
A bird against the one who froze the web?
You’ll need more than a notepad to go past this magnum Opus, BEN
Your family’s broken, bent, I’ll look into Manfred’s hopeless mess
I know a thing or two about Ocean Quests
But we both know Lorenz
He dropped the phone cause he knows that his home’s a wreck
Not surprised she can’t step up when her legs went and sent her
To the hospital bed, and she never woke again
But I can see why you slept in, I wouldn’t want to live your dreaded youth
Since daddy couldn’t find time to care for ya with the Lens of Truth
So no revival’s gonna save ya when I’m dissin' this pest
‘Cuz he nabbed the system and dipped... in the literal sense
Putrid, you’re more confusing than your textures
Useless, you’re only wanted by retro collectors
Moon kids, I ascend over all your flimsy horrors
Hubris, you can’t save yourself, it’s YOURTURN
[Verse 2: Thea (Azia)]
Hm? I think the phone’s ringing
This foe’s got his flow missing, but he should know
I’m the Mario Killer, I got pro crow spittin’
So best head to Lon Lon Ranch ‘cause on the mic, I roast chickens!
It makes sense you’re the Elegy of Emptiness
Since all the filler in your writing had made me deathly sick
You’re not really exciting- scary sightings and standing silent?
I could stop you in your tracks by turning on an anti-virus!
You’re the magnum opus of… cartridge possession?
Please, I’m more fly than you, even after your ascension!
The only thing you froze were the screens you were shown on
Mixed with the shallow story that rivals the water you choked on
The Father murdered ya’, you got eternal hatred
You took to Termina, then you got terminated
While I’m still alive, you can’t be comparing our states
When your fandom grabbed a pen and gave a terrible fate
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