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[00:00.000] 编曲 : Syko[00:01.000] 作词 : Freshy Kanal[00:02.000] 作曲 : Freshy Kanal[00:09.859]Syndrome:[00:13.152]Who do we have here?[00:14.445]Brooding old man in a trenchcoat,[00:16.407]Lookin' like he came to study[00:18.101]for a Rorschach test? No.[00:19.927]I read your comics; to be honest Fidel Castro,[00:22.874]I almost got a papercut on all that ****ing edge, bro![00:26.015]You're not dangerous,[00:26.671]you make your pals repay favors and take all the risk[00:28.461]then don't let them go![00:29.382]I guess you must crack a few eggs and break off a new friendship[00:31.298]to end up with Frenchie toast![00:32.791]Oh you sly dog, you got me rapping triplets,[00:34.244]but dissing you fills me with pity,[00:35.673]'Cuz I can tell it must eat you alive knowing Homelander[00:37.578]and your dear missus got busy![00:39.017]Billy Butcher:[00:39.375]Oi! Cunt![00:40.608]That means you, Jimmy Neutron![00:42.405]The douche who needs his goons to help him get his super-suit on![00:45.821]Move off or do one![00:47.155]I can tell you screw machines, (Oh, mate...)[00:49.115]Too odd how you're powerless[00:50.598]and still have yet to lose your V![00:52.591]My men dispense of Supes, you suck them off to sell ya' toys,[00:55.654]If we were a group of pussies,[00:57.256]we'd be the Incredi-Boys![00:59.094]You lost to a baby, mate, I wouldn't have that,[01:02.158]Personally, I'd cock and aim him[01:03.763]at your face like "Gat-Gat"![01:05.119]Syndrome:[01:05.478]Let me take a Butcher's at that accent, who're they kidding?[01:08.304]You're only here 'cause Amazon[01:09.911]couldn't get Hugh Jackman with two-day shipping![01:11.856]I take out Supes like an egg drop,[01:13.159]carried out big league plans while my face popped pimples,[01:15.051]Never let my age stop me from tanking an old dude[01:16.772]too hirsute for a tank top! (Woo!)[01:18.407]You take out Supes like a-[01:19.346]wait. Stop. (Ha ha!)[01:20.364]As much as you hate Vought,[01:21.345]You ain't got people who know how to take shots[01:22.959]Following a man who's an absent dad as a day job![01:25.266]And I know you were born in Hell, (Huh,)[01:26.814]but at least you got a story to tell, (Huh,)[01:28.453]How you came back home and daddy still had[01:29.616]bloodstains from your poor little brother's corpse on his belt! (Uh!)[01:31.761]But I don't understand all the drama,[01:33.013]Your son's hanging with his old man and his mama,[01:34.619]He sees in you what you see in the hands of your papa,[01:36.407]Wow, now you've got a while family of trauma![01:37.854]Billy Butcher:[01:38.094]Age bars off an actual boomer,[01:39.313]tech skills couldn't put bags in a Hoover,[01:40.789]My drunk father would guess this cunt's password[01:42.527]faster than you could be rude in the back of an Uber![01:44.827]Man's stupid, ain't gonna do shit,[01:46.196]man's been a square like Rubik's,[01:47.674]They won't lend you an ear[01:48.553]when you're putting on airs with the hair of a used up Q-tip![01:50.865]If you're ethical, then I beg to know[01:52.546]who the hell in Metroville paid for it,[01:54.228]The way you settle scores is a metaphor for[01:55.799]what the ****ing state of the nation is,[01:57.582]It's Incredibly stupid,[01:58.477]you quell the Supes and claim their powers are ableist,[02:00.689]Another crazy kid who's been[02:01.611]wasting days with a parasocial relationship![02:04.034]I'm appalled that this poor twat[02:05.622]can't perform as a support act,[02:07.384]Even after his false dad[02:08.822]used this wharf rat as a doormat![02:10.690]If you don't want to suffer burnout,[02:12.308]don't be such a ****ing star![02:13.933]Keep on whinging all you want,[02:15.386]you'll never measure up to Parr!
