Animation vs. Anything
Spinel
Vs
Bendy!
Draw!
I'd tell you to stay quiet and seated during my picture show
But after six thousand whole years, you must be a pro!
You'll be flamed with fires of hell, the Dancing Demon's bringing heat
I'll resurrect the flow and turn my pen into an Ink Machine
Your show began with a resplendent performance
Just for the last half to go and ignore it
Your story was gutted and left just to bore us
A sacrifice that would impress Sammy Lawrence
Abhorrent, the only thing Bendy's your morals
You go back and forth with your cheap talk and then
Singing is all that it takes to convince ya' to turn back to good?
That's a sheep song! (Oh!)
You push all your problems on Steven
No wonder that you weren't remembered
Countless times I've been on screen
And I've never seen a bigger projector
We raised some cash for war bonds but
I'd rather stay abandoned than become
A servant for three space nazis, you propagandist!
Thirty damn years and we're not offering Joey Drew any forgiveness
You were hellbent on revenge
Than got redeemed in roughly ninety minutes!
So how 'bout you run right back to that
Wasteland that you call your home
I'm sure that Pink Diamond really misses her garden gnome
Well, well, well, well, now isn't that a shame?
It must be pretty hard to not exist in your own game
Aww, but I'll lend you a hand, so cheer up, little Joker
I keep my best friends close and my enemies even closer
So call up your cult to come save ya' 'cuz you'll never win you wimp
With how Sammy's actin' to save ya'
You're putting the "imp" in "simp"
Got all this ink but no paper
You'd beg for my rejuvenator
Shilling out soup just to save your bacon
No wonder your business sinked
Yeah, you're a Joey when hip hopping
Trapped in The Cycle, this kid's washed up
The only time you got drip on ya's when bleeding
Through like an ink splotch on my pen
Scrawling these sick bars that I spin onto this imp-oster
This gem's polished, you're flip flopping
You sing songs, I'm a pink monster!
I took over the entirety of Earth to start a fire
And unlike you, I don't need to pull it off with Markipliers
Armed with an injector that kills and poisons whole landscapes
But I could never match the toxicity of your fanbase
Now doll, we're both victims to creators who've lied
But my was just untruthful
Yours straight up banged Greg and then died!
And you stay guarding that garden alone bummer, so sad
While I'm chilling with millions of fans, rubber hose mad!
I'm ballin' in this battle here
You're bawlin' 'til you're out of tears
If I witness one more fight scene with crying, I'm outta here
Maybe a child would be entertained
By how you cling to Pink and play
But now it seems both your loved ones
And your fanbase begin to Drift Away
I'm laughing now at your attempt to scare me!
I've seen deadlier killers from Sadie's rock band
All of your arguments suck against me
But it makes sense that all Bendy has are strawmans
Talk about children? Just look at your fanbase
They're the only ones who want to play ya'!
Don't even try and backtrack on that Buddy
'Cuz I know that's all that your awful game does!
You're just another viral indie tryna squeak out some cash
Your biz is ink because you're copying from previous fads
That's right, we've heard your story over and over and over again
Gee, it's swell you finally met the fate of all the other trends!