So Wily decided he should build some robots that can actually kill Mega Man. The results were...interesting.
my name is Enker, I go hard dragin' my dick on the floor // I know a robot with a pump that's trying to be hardcore // no joke, I'll take his girl and slapstick on splash bitch // hit shore and wait till he shows up and start attackin' // you couldn't be hard man if you were built packin' heat // you may spit fire in your flow, but I spit magma when I speak // I also sever cats when burning tracks to junk man // like the Flame Sword, I'll slash you to ashes to dust man // your just a clown, man, you got guts to lay a track // I'll lay out ya guts so Auto can tune you back // I'll break into ya lab and take everything in sight // yellin' "freeze, cracka, gimme da gun, gimme da ice" // my Mirror Buster don't lie, I'm the master of robot masters // wily ain't ya master, nor is he ya father you bastards // Mega Man, when I attack it's like a flash in the dark // I'm so quick you won't react until you're scattered in parts // you think I give a fuck how much range you can take? // you could throw five blades at once and I'll just stand in place // then use my Barrier Spear, go on a face-lift craze // your face'll look like the middle stage of a shape shift phase // I'm underground, man, I stay ghost like I'm Astro // throw rap stars in Galaxy Man's asshole // the black hole, I've whopped so much ass it's gettin' old // I remember when Toad Man was just a young tadpole // I taught Shade Man how to fight within the shadows // made Knight Man a warrior before he got his will for battle // Cloud Man's not at the top, I'm the one who's lookin' down // as he bows I was the king before King hand a crown // Angry Son's don't set, we everywhere you are // you think you hot, son, but I always kill new stars // cats tryna bite my shit, there solar // cuz they're like you, the power ain't yours, it's fuckin' ours
da da daa, da da da daa, da da da daa, kill dem Mega's (repeat x4)
yeah, my name's Punk but don't get it twisted // my moniker is quite viscous, seem me rockin' mo-hawk spikes // this is not a fair fight, cho: so how you callin' it, dog? // I'm callin' all cars with Nitro and Turbo in charge // killin' Mega Man is how we get off, and after that // we comin' back to finish off the doc, the girl and the dog // and make it one big disaster, a genocide, a massacre // cho: so tell em why you the illest robot masta // well I'm flattered that your callin' me master but we be comin' after them actors // so let's be accurate and refactor the label // from the "K" to the -illas, but I think I can be more specific // and toss a "Mega Man" in front to be clearer // inferior, that's why that blue bastard gradually beats yall // while my killas hold it down like Gravity Beetle // catch you in the air, man, rise up like Gyro // throw signature spikes that spiral, you tragically free-fall then... // you entered my chamber with ya Mega Buster strapped? where's my life at... // cuz imma mega bust dat ass // so bust back like you on ya last life // my double damage make em vanish like a prototype... // both: cuz his armor sucks, with no shield he'd be fucked // eh yo I got the Screw Crusher cocked, ready to blast // you tried to cop the Mirror Buster, cho: but I already whopped dat ass // now you cyclin' through weapons like you got a rainbow infection // but all the selections are ineffective when they connectin' // you ain't fuckin' with the killas crew // we run through, guns glued to ya cranium, leave em duckin like Metools // regular blue, X, ZX or Battle Net // fuck all ya versions, you versin' versatile battle vets // Legends get no respect, and Star Force? weak at best // we like a virus that just can't be checked // so go figure, even if you manage to kill the Mega Man Killas // you still can't kill us, like Sigma
meta: who you want me to crush, fam? cho: how bout that cat Zero? // meta: naw that's a waste of time, he's not even the main hero // but I heard that robot Bass is on some anit shit // cho: naw he switched sides on us, meta: now he's Mega Man's bitch // cho: so what about Quint? meta: what, that lame ass kid? // hopin' around on a pogo stick like that shit is legit? // that's what a joke is, I slap him upside the head with a hackey-sack explosive // cho: yeah, he's a little lame to roll with // so what you wanna do? meta: let's freakin kill everybody // cho: what if we leave to many bodies? meta: then we'll leave em for Dr. Wily // hat mad scientist knows what to do with this waste // cho: these humans are useless, though, we should use them for slaves, like // "don't talk back, you work for us now, Dr. Cocksack // meta: yeah, and you ain't even gettin ya bots back // cho: and don't try to resist, cuz we makin necks snap // meta: Mega Man, don't try to stop us cuz you know you're no match // cho: You ain't got balls, why you wear a mechanical jock strap? // meta: Mega...cho: who? meta: Mega...cho: what? meta: Mega's just a soft cat // cho: harder than Bubble Man? meta: naw, man, go check the stats // cho: as hard as Sheep Man...meta: naw, Sheep Man's harder than that // cho: he's gotta jack cats skills just to make cats cower // meta: even Plant Man's ability? cho: yeah that fag has flower power // he gave Proto Man his moves and now they're moves he'll never have // meta: he gave away his charge shot? cho: and he gave away his dash // meta: so if we shoot at him correctly then you know that he's fucked // but what if he double jumps? cho: he aint' Bass, meta: oh yeah, cho: duh // meta: can he still combine with Rush? cho: not anymore // meta: Yo why the fuck's he downgradin? cho: Dr. Light is too poor // meta: that's why you start each game with now power-ups you dumbass // cho: that's why you gotta borrow cats' abilities to get past // meta: that's why the download-ables merk the original cast // both: that's why the latest game'll probably be ya last
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