Are you tired of two geeks in mustaches, Who can manage to be boring with explosions and crashes? If you, or the Lorax, wanna bust like we do, Give us a call, we're ready to defeat you! Ghostbusters, flow crushers, get the job done, Spitting out the lyrics like, we got one! Get the people moving like the Statue of Liberty! Try to beat us in a battle? Man, you gotta be kidding me! The delivery of Stantz stands straight like my main man's Slinky, I collect spores, tell him 'bout the Twinkie. Like your show, it's all fluff and filler, I'll kick your hiney, man, I'm a Savage killer.
Mythbusters:
Wow, your raps are just too wack to handle! Let's do it like we do on the Discovery Channel. Your science is preposterous, the opposite of competent process, And in this episode, we'll give you a synopsis! Starting with the vacuum cleaners strapped up on your back! It's a fact, positrons don't react like that! You built a laser grid with no safety switch, And Walter Peck was right, that's some shady shit! Good thing you work in a firehouse, 'cause you just got burned. You are poor scientists, and that's confirmed.
Ghostbusters:
That's enough from the Walrus and Dickless the clown! Let's show these myth bitches how we do it downtown! Grab your stick, hold'n, heat 'em up, smokin'! High speed shows your ass get beat in slow motion! We roast show hosts when our flows cross streams, Pumping out blockbusters, while you work behind the scenes! It's a rap test, dummy, and you're both getting crashed! We came, we saw, we kicked your ass!
Mythbusters:
Ghosts aren't real, but it should be said. It's time to bring the B-Team back from the dead. Hey! Things are getting scary, when Tory, Grant and Kari, Come harder than Ray when that ghost popped his cherry! We reject your flows, and substitute our own! Uhhhhhhhmmm... Why'd you stop? I couldn't think of a rhyme. Well, just say the first thing that pops into your mind.
Stay Puft Marshmallow Man:
Aww... aww... Yo, raise up, it's Stay Puft, I stay fluff! Blaze chumps and flip Kari butter-side up! (Hey!) I smother Ghostbusters in fluffernutter, I don't play. Show these dweebs how to rock a beret. (Hey.) I live so large you can't harsh my mellow, Just one step took me out the ghetto! You best be afraid of my marshmallow flows, 'Cause Big Puft just turned all you bitches to toast!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
