[Chorus] Gu-Gucci Ding-Dong, fiff it, kill the Cloud off the top This a quick stock, I be techin' off of the wall Pull the wins out, shield down, got perfect drops Give it to that Diddy, turn this bit up a notch Gucci Ding-Dong (fiff it), make kids ticked off (bust it) Up with firefox? Nah, down to final stock (check it) Gucci Ding-Dong, fiff it, kill the Cloud off the top This a quick stock, I be techin' off of the wall [Verse 1] Kong Dong, got these chickens losing in Smash (cash) Do the dash, try to play me, kid, I’m bruising you bad (bustin' yo') Kongo punch now, the crew move out, know why these chickens mad 'Cause they trash and they suckin at Smash (Smash) Doubt officials, counter pickin chickens, shining the birds (brr) Take a picture, make an issue, breakin Tiefoon’s record (record) Turn on the game, fiff it up, spacin the kid with a blade, fiff it up (fiff it up) Start a match as a sandbag, make it runnin back and tell him he’s bad (yah) [Chorus] Gu-Gucci Ding-Dong, fiff it, kill the Cloud off the top This a quick stock, I be techin' off of the wall Pull the wins out, shield down, got perfect drops Give it to that Diddy, turn this bit up a notch Gucci Ding-Dong (fiff it), make kids ticked off (bust it) Up with firefox? Nah, down to final stock (check it) Gucci Ding-Dong, fiff it, kill the Cloud off the top This a quick stock, I be techin' off of the wall [Verse 2] I got big guap, looky here, I'm real thicc (yeah) 6 stocks, 2 majors and I'm still with it, uh (uh) Think you’re sweet? One spike, prove you ain’t shish (boom) Droolin fools, I ain’t worried bout a face stitched That lil' main that you playin, that's so typical B Talkin' trash but you want friendlies? That's a riddle to me Can't kill the kid if he’s younger than thirteen (whoo, yeah) ‘Cause then he’ll go and just tell on me (whoo, yeah) Twenty double X the best in the tourney (ah) Put a few holes in his win streak (whoo, Lil Boat) [Chorus] Gu-Gucci Ding-Dong, fiff it, kill the Cloud off the top This a quick stock, I be techin' off of the wall Pull the wins out, shield down, got perfect drops Give it to that Diddy, turn this bit up a notch Gucci Ding-Dong (fiff it), make kids ticked off (bust it) Up with firefox? Nah, down to final stock (check it) Gucci Ding-Dong, fiff it, kill the Cloud off the top This a quick stock, I be techin' off of the wall

[Hook] Hi, I hate this, what? I hate this chore, I hate this, chka-chka Smash 4 Hi, I hate this, huh? I hate this, who? I hate this, chka-chka Brawl 2 Hi, I hate this, what? I hate this chore, I hate this, chka-chka Smash 4 Hi, I hate this, huh? I hate this, who? I hate this, chka-chka Brawl 2 [Intro] Excuse me! Can I have the attention of the smash community for one second? [Verse 1] Hi, kids! Do you like violence? (Yeah, yeah, yeah!) Want to play a game that prides it and isnt fun till you’re high tech? (Uh huh!) Wanna fight till your hands snap from arthritis? (Yeah, yeah!) Try this and get messed up worse than my life is? (Huh?) My brain's dead weight, one day until my hands break But I’m still figuring out who to play in the next game! (um...) Sakurai came and said "Hey friend, try this game instead" "A sequel to Melee that makes it look wasted!" Well, I took the bait, trailed to a store, almost bailed When I saw the game had over 50 characters, and Bayo!? The balance can’t be good at all, yeah fat chance that That many matchups are fun, man I can’t even dashdance I take it to For Glory, I’ve spent over four years on Melee netplay, so let's see how fast this can get boring Get stomped by a falcon in less than a half an hour My fox’s loss got me all “No game’s as trash as Smash 4!” [Hook] Hi, I hate this, what? I hate this chore, I hate this, chka-chka Smash 4 Hi, I hate this, huh? I hate this, who? I hate this, chka-chka Brawl 2 Hi, I hate this, what? I hate this chore, I hate this, chka-chka Smash 4 Hi, I hate this, huh? I hate this, who? I hate this, chka-chka Brawl 2 [Verse 2] I try to play aggressive, but it isn’t much fun My in-your-face spacing is camped out by a duck hunt I smacked him in his face with a dair, called him a bad player, Quit the lobby when he argued it’s spacing and fair Why does Falco suck? this kid should be buffed! Couldn't win with luck, this is worse than jigglypuff! I’ve gotten fed up with this, go back to a Melee tourney Stomp the competition, what in Smash 4 am I not learning? Timing shines to make the percent rise? Don’t even try to! Lack of JC or any options make me feel lied to Characters feel sluggish, it’s like I’m juggling crossbows When I fight a Mario just to get a combo! You say I borrow johns, but look, everyone’s a floatie! Alone on his own, the cold clone just zones over me After hours, I realise what am I playing this crap for? Heh heh, Smash 4? More like trash 4. Gotem. [Hook] Hi, I hate this, what? I hate this chore, I hate this, chka-chka Smash 4 Hi, I hate this, huh? I hate this, who? I hate this, chka-chka Brawl 2 Hi, I hate this, what? I hate this chore, I hate this, chka-chka Smash 4 Hi, I hate this, huh? I hate this, who? I hate this, chka-chka Brawl 2 [Outro] I’ll just go back to my... fun cancelling... and... L cheating.... and.... wavehacking

[Verse 1] I'm not lawful, make this fella stop talking You're not one of the gods, you're one of the god-awfuls We all gawkin' when looking at your Fox Kid, stick to Smash 4 and losing by four stocks Not a fan of your style You ain't standing your ground Get wins while kicking a man when he's down Like, "I beat Brayden, I'm the favorite if he chokes! As far as Cole goes, I'll just wait 'til he's a host." Ain't no telling how foolish you'll be lookin' Evidence dot zip can't contain the mad whooping Right when we realize the money match is over That'll be your cue to throw your controller [Verse 2] Expose you as a fraud Yeah I'll be blowing you up Who said you was hot? I know it wasn't Funk Been here twelve years and you know I'm showing up For a man of many words, I think you've said enough But, the only way to make you hush First I'll body bag your Pac then dot zip it shut 'Imma put you in your place Kid, you a disgrace Get killed quick like that missile hit you in the face After all of this you'll be watching your mouth Ain't no telling who'll be calling you out Salty Suite goes down You better come correct Until you win a local show the Tech Gods respect [Verse 3] P.S. Tiefoon, I ain't done yet I'm the underdog so place your bets Whoever want to see Tiefoon looking dumb Throw your money on the line cause I'm making some Gotta say bro you're looking awfully weak Wait and see what happens at the Salty Suite Plaid Pac don't suit you so go find another Teach you a lesson and take back my color [Intro] No, he didn't They didn't do it again You made a song like this two times, Slop? Uh-uh, naw, you see that? This is special right here Yeah, I’m readin this guy like a book I’m boutta JV4 Yeah, what's poppin', Slop? [Verse 1] Just let me lay back and hit an old simplistic Jigg’ bit On Pit's shtick, and start flyin like bair’s tip hit The “Shook Melee Cypher” was my turd Now we hyper Than the sight of whites pickin Fox to shine birds Some of these crowds tourneys draw be rowdy as Berzernie Still at large, mixed, mastered, packed full of bars Some of these crowds me and Tiefoon draw Are too small to be useful, like Lucina with a b--- job Whoa, not counter-pickin again With your stickers and pens, getting (chka) triggered again You and what army could harm me? Awfully delivering Sloppy on Doc’s beat Came a long way to makin' these songs play It'll be a wrong play to bair at me the wrong way I got a long leg and I carry it all day But it ain’t a real cypher just bein' all me [Hook] And you don't really want to pick, FD I doubt that you could beat, my sheik Fox’ll get you sweattin, feel the heat Finna spotdodge, represent the nation And you don't really want to go on FD I doubt that you could beat, my sheik Fox’ll get you sweattin, feel the heat Finna spotdodge, represent the nation [Verse 2] Aww, naww, big thicc Slop Full of round stalls, Control stick’s a bong Back up, finna, read you, baby (Save me from his playing!) Give me the mic, let me recite 'til ZeRo’s a d--- Pickin fights with Mango SoPo every night What if it’s time, a theoretical Makin' a livin' off of the right technicals How in the world, do I have the skill to dair off a spike? Without counter picking the bird Pickin the turnip right, I’m a bright kid with the burns Dreamin' at night of screaming' at Fox, schemin' to leave Get a main, go pro, down B’s as lethal as sheik I just want to play like M2K and ZeRo, and cheese With Mango, Leffen, Nairo, MVD, and see What it’s about, to be who the people believe In with no doubt, and recently I’m being this mean So when you see me settin' up like a nerd all cheeky Or heard the CD usin the bad words so freely It's just me bein' me; here, want me to tone it down? (**** my ****ing ****, you ******!) You happy now? Look here, I start some trouble everywhere that I go Ask the tourney owners oh, ‘cause they know I show my skill, they throw me out the back door I tech and roll back in, they closed it too slow [Hook] And you don't really wanna pick, FD I doubt that you could beat, my sheik Fox’ll get you sweattin feel, the heat Finna spotdodge, represent the nation And you don't really wanna pick, FD I doubt that you could beat, my sheik Fox’ll get you sweattin feel, the heat Finna spotdodge, represent the nation [Outro] 2021 and forever Sloppy Toaster You know it’s Spotdodge Nation comin’ at ya Come on, yeah

Hey, it’s your PR Agent, and uhh, I just listened through the current version of the EP… you know, with this project - and actually, most of your recent stuff - you’re only really catering to a hella niche audience. You’re not gonna get any attention with this stuff. 2000 Eminem parodies about Sesame Street and the competitive scene for a kid’s video game? You actually expect any results with this crap? *Sigh* Alright, here’s what I say you should do, if you’re gonna carry though with these stupid themes you should at least make the- the SOUND of it relatable, for the modern age. You know, get some new wave stuff on there! You want the kids to listen, make it for the kids! I sent a few links to you, and I’d strongly recommend you consider this… if you want any results. Call me back soon, I’m sure we’ll figure something out.

[Intro] Local Ayy, ayy, ayy, chyeah Ayy, Local, chyeah [Chorus] Look at my Fox shine (ice) Look at my bird shine, chyeah (ooh) DI is right all the time, chyeah (ooh, chyeah) I take ‘em five at a time, ooh (brr) I just be smokin' my foes, chyeah All of them whining and broke, ooh (brr, brr) JCing on the nose, chyeah They see me they know they’ll lose, uh, chyeah (oh) Look at my Fox shine, chyeah (ice) Look at my bird shine, chyeah Beat a kid two times, chyeah 3-0ing you in my prime, ooh (brr) No, I cannot lie, ooh Look at my Fox shine, chyeah, chyeah Look at my bird shine (brr) I think I got too bright, ooh [Verse 1] Look at my Fox shine Got the goggles on cuz I’m boutta smoke four guys Tokin’ on the foes, take a blow, then I show my Oceanic flow, oh she and her crew, know why Moses and Noah are just me from a past life Wonder how I do this? I dunno and never ask why Pull up on a party and I got the smash DI They call me retarted cuz I take the clash to new heights Look at my wrist like “Oh, man” How you play like that with a broke, hand (uh) Focusin, I’m in a trance, chyeah So ill I had to be banned, ooh Pop a stock, now a foe mopin Poppa doc, talk a lot, left a spot open They told me that I act like a soldier Wanna cop the squad but I already sold ya [Chorus] Look at my Fox shine (ice) Look at my combo shine, chyeah (ooh) DI is right all the time, chyeah (ooh, chyeah) I take ‘em five at a time, ooh (brr) I just be smokin' my foes, chyeah All of them whining and broke, ooh (brr, brr) JCing on the nose, chyeah They see me they know they’ll lose, uh, chyeah (oh) Look at my Fox shine, chyeah (ice) Look at my combo shine, chyeah Beat a kid two times, chyeah 3-0ing you in my prime, ooh (brr) No, I cannot lie, ooh Look at my Fox shine, chyeah, chyeah Look at my combo shine (brr) I think I got too bright, ooh [Verse 2] Bump Corneria, when I uh, ride around Thumps in the area, blaring the, sour sound Sippin a la croix, with the boys, we don’t clown around We ain’t got a choice, take a toy, to the tower now Ride up in the elevator, carrying the several pounds To the top floor and just hope for a background For when you throw controllers on a jet that’s westbound And that aint even close to the level we’re at now [Chorus] Look at my Fox shine (ice) Look at my combo shine, chyeah (ooh) DI is right all the time, chyeah (ooh, chyeah) I take ‘em five at a time, ooh (brr) I just be smokin' my foes, chyeah All of them whining and broke, ooh (brr, brr) JCing on the nose, chyeah They see me they know they’ll lose, uh, chyeah (oh) Look at my Fox shine, chyeah (ice) Look at my combo shine, chyeah Beat a kid two times, chyeah 3-0ing you in my prime, ooh (brr) No, I cannot lie, ooh Look at my Fox shine, chyeah, chyeah Look at my combo shine (brr) I think I got too bright, ooh [Outro] Yeah, you wanted new wave, huh? Well, that’s what you get, idiot Get out of here

[Intro] (buh, buh…) [Verse 1] We're spacing away I don't know what I'm to play I play it anyway Today's another day to bair you Shining away I'll grab with throw follow ups, OK? [Chorus] Space on me (space on me) Space me on (space on me) I'll be gone And then I’ll bair you [Verse 2] So needless to say Main Fox to the end (But I’ll be) Zoning away Slowly learning that dying’s ok Space after me It's no better to be safe than sorry [Chorus] Space on me (space on me) Space me on (space on me) I'll be gone And then I’ll bair you