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eddiefrb - salad fingers vs. marionette (2023) lyrics

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[intro]
animation vs. anything
salad fingers
vs
the marionette
draw!

[verse 1: salad fingers]
h+llo!
they call me salad fingers
a mad distinguished chap
and i’m not ’bout to givegifts
with how i spit in rap
so come into the kitchen
there’s a fish in the back
treat you like afton
i’ll stop this kid from springing her trap
you’re not scary or special
scott is more scared of his perilous schedule
cranking out games just to carry a threshold
milking you like you were mario+nettles
it’s not often that greed will turn a christian to a conman for shoppers
but a deal was offered and cawthon and then suddenly pop! went your weasels
it’s awful
you’re such a tryhard, pleasuring off a fright caused
i’d say that you might want some therapy with your (therapy with your)
silly little wind bar, making the players’ lifes hard
and baiting out the nightguard like a jeremey fisher (jeremey fisher)
on firth impression, honestly
i’m not that threatened
not to mention all that poppyc+ck of your story’s connection
lead on and left gone by the retconned, wrecked plot that scott invented
he left his audience guessing and let you rot in suspension
[verse 2: marionette and phone guy]
uh, h+llo? h+llo?
uh, you’re mr. fingers, right?
you dodged out of the great war
so it seems this is your first fight
i’ll give you a few pointers so just keep sitting tight
but watch your back, ’cause like fnaf 1+
i’m k!lling the mike
i’m hopping out the box and crawling down the halls
a monster on the prowl to hunt you down
so best turn off your power kid
keep talking out your ass, i’ll call you salad t+ss+r
no one’s controlling my shock value and i jumpscare for the fun of it
where as it sounds like you’re only rated r
with an a+s+m in front of it
i would tell you to stuff it but judging from your head and limbs
that’s my job; this pathetic wimp’s a living endoskeleton
a maniac as barren and disheveled as his residence
who’s lame show caused less trauma then the bite of ’87 did
lyrics or content, i got the better flow
quit dropping bars and drop a new episode
call it 4/20 ’cause your leaves are getting smoked
you’re the crouton of the internet’s salad bowl
all of that flash animation is binding poor david to proper showrunning ways
got us all waiting for new episodes like “tomorrow is another day”
[verse 3: salad fingers]
quit giving gifts to kids and give some life to your withered disses
come join my other comrades; i’m a whiz with ventriloquism
you couldn’t police me with your whole database technology
your rapping’s rusty, i hope it doesn’t rub off on me
the bars that i write ought to hit
but it seems you’re the opposite
i suppose it’s no surprise that lefty is non+dominant
and i would say your soul’s less free than if this puppet was a sock
you’re just another broken shard that i will lock back in their box

[verse 4: marionette]
your familial trauma scarred you more than a mask covers
the sands of time won’t smooth out all the horrors of glass brother
unfortunate past and now have no porridge to pass mother
no drawer’s there to patch that now a flesh boy is your last loved one
this lunatic is more crooked than his back and it’s strange that you’d even hop upon a track to spit
but it seems that your flow is just another inanimate object that you’re interacting with
you are detached from reality now and this battle was your last chance
you tried to mend your relationships but save them
you can’t



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