[{"id":38824814,"name":"Pokemon Ultra Beasts Cypher","trackName":"Pokemon Ultra Beasts Cypher","artistName":"VideoGameRapBattles/Cam Steady/Drip$tick/Omega Sparx/Chi-Chi/Keetheweeb/Cami-Cat/Kwite/TheManBeHisLa/Kevin Krust","albumName":"Pokemon Ultra Beasts Cypher","duration":468.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Look what they did to me, was lightin' up the screen\nUntil the opposition dimmin' me\nThe power that I brought could topple Ultra Megalopolis\nThey stole it for their stock and\nReally thought that they'd be rid of me\nRetreat the heathens when you see him open the portal\nI'll be beacon to the beasts who want to feast on the mortals\nSo when I open the wormhole up, prepare to fight\nI'll hand the demons the mic\nI'm screamin', \"Let there be light\", let's go!\n\nStill in the grass, reppin' the grey and green (get it)\nMore foldin' when I'm improvin', that's a pay increase\nLet's raise the bar, you couldn't spar with razor leaves (no)\nSharpie pen, the way I'm leavin' permanent marks (yeah)\nYou ain't erasin' me, I got paper-thin chances beatin' Kartana\nI'm able to cut ya cable and lay you like the cards on a table\nCable car, way I'm suspended in air like a paper angel\nMight fade you, I'm the coldest cut, well on paper\nQuick trimmin', 'bout to snip him with the blade\nAnd it hit like a bolt action, we get 'em from a range\n\nAll of my foes yappin', go listen when I spit 'cause like\nMy anime voice actin', they flippin' what I say\nI said you flippin' and you actin' up (yeah)\nKnow it ain't safe when the beasts get you\nI seem fickle, but it ain't sweet\nStick 'em, you get popped by a creamsicle\nI'm weeks past the masses, hittin' dashes when I speed blitz you\n\nI'm about that leech life like a freeloader\nSteam roll ya, turnin' your corpse into a mean odor!\nTake my flex as a boast or a threat\nGet pressed, these swollen pecks poke outta your Pokédex\nYou see these biceps, they love over the net!\nLet's go hard, I'm makin' legends work up a sweat!\nYeah, I love the sound that your whole team makes\nWhen I grab 'em and drink their stats like a protein shake\n\nBruh, step to the battle, make your roster get a recall!\nTo beat me, you gon' need an army and a beast ball!\nJumped out the portal, landed smooth with the freefall!\nSleep on me, you can be the food that I feed off!\nThese punches will crack your cranium!\nRunnin' wild over these boys like hulk-a-mania!\nClutch your pearls, tryin' to find me, I'm unobtainable\nWant a slow death, then, yo, that's arrangeable\nI'm more than capable!\n\nDeep in the ocean, ride emotional motion of waves\nA ticklin' of poison, bettin' it's gettin' you crazed\nSo give in freely, I'll alleviate the pain\nYou'll never feel it, you're under my power split\nThe world, we'll overrun, it's begun\nThe invasion swarmin' like a Trojan\n\nSymbiotic silicon assimilating cynicism\nPropagating parasidic parasocial narcissism\nNihilism nihilating anabolic biorhythm\nYou will be part of us\nParalytic and acidic advocating advisories\nNeurologic nematocyst subjugating sanctuary\nPsychologic silencing while siphoning the fructuary\nYou will belong to us\n\nToo fast, another opp becomes my prey (my prey)\nWhen I box, I crush, I slay (that's right)\nGot 'em locked in when they gaze (That's cute)\nThey're fallin' for me (real beauty)\nBig mosa, I don't play no games (mm-mm)\nTook a whiff, got 'em goin' insane (goddamn)\nYou'll think that I was rocking that saint (or j'adore)\n\nMust be love on the, brain? Rent free when I blast that\nBetter back back or this roach gon' smoke\nYou like MK, do what I say when I control, now you move too slow\nSendin' out a pulse while I'm stoppin' theirs\nStarin' at my exo, get a souvenir (I'll get a souvenir)\nLookin' at the future and it's pretty clear\nPretty clear, I'm the winner here\n\nI'm pumpin' steel, honey, I don't need iron!\nFeel the heavyweight of my PR when it's my turn!\nI'm a shooting star, leavin' craters only I burned!\nFace so ethereal, I left a king's heart spurned!\nBamboo shoots shootin' straight for the moon!\nBody built for takin' shots and makin' shots through you!\nCome at me point blank, won't take a lot to subdue you\nRoundin' out the ranks with the tank of the beast crew!\nThree, two, one, liftoff! It's me, no one can pick off!\nI'll leech more sun to strip off! The life that's left you've got!\nSo rise and shine, starship! So natural, yet robotic\nMakin' opposites harmonic, bardic bars I build are karmic\n\nUB burstin' at the seams, you try to run up on me\nSmog-on, smog-off, wave my heat in the VGC\nSee how this fire work, get your mind blown, Jon Jones\nFinger your mind's eye, pull up with \"surprised head\" shots\nGerentoc-racy, how this fire blastin' make hair recede\nHeresy in this arid heat, I run a red dot\nCan't take a stealth rock, Daiquiri still dead shot\nGlass cannon on the team, call it choice spec-ops\nHead spins then your head pop, put you in a trance\n\nInterstellar Michael Jackson, yeah, let me do my dance\nThat prick Xurkitree ain't got moves like this\nAin't another ultrabeast that got moves like this\nOnly one with a special move, no feature parity\nIt's for stunts up on the show like soon to be paraplegics\nBury me with my pride and my child-bearin' hips\nSapped your soul, Al Capone, while you're busy givin' lip\n\nOut to any guys tryin' a high climb tryin' to beat me\nAn invincible hivemind like we can finally be bees\nNone can leash me, last guardians to do blew it completely\nSo never truer what we mean\nYou're bloons and we're the TD, literal tower defense!\nThey squabble the cobble wall up, my ultra power's immense\nGet me tilted, where we droppin' in? Put the pack in offense!\nWhen the sediment's rockin' in, bet this tower can't topple, twin\nUnlike other tragic events\nStandin' business our business, the bricks' from the distant abysses\n\nRock you can't top like I'm pushed against Sisyphus's wrists\nShit follow the drills 'cause the guild don't move in dissonance!\nDoin' this for reals, how I'm buildin' brick by brick in this!\nMid to low-high diffin', attacks are packin' a punch!\nAgainst Stakataka, what's a pack of six stack up to us?\nHave to ask for backup, pack it up, perish, or run!\nOr you be seein' me assemble like Cap' America does!\n\nElectrium gave a buff, it wasn't enough?\nOh, so you lookin' for the plug, I'm lightin' you up\nBut if act like I'm a givin' tree\nTell 'em I got stacks on ten and I see UB-03\nSo I'm a frayed knot just like my hand is\nI always keep my mag safe to try to cancel any home field advantage\nI'll take you out with a grin, so know the margin is thin\nAgainst the zaniest space based cranium since Invader Zim!\nYou can't decipher how to damage it\n\nSo if you gonna battle in these beast games, then know you gamblin'\nI leave 'em twisted up like quantum entanglement\nWhen I'm slashin' their up-down, now that's cable management\nDon't press a live wire, I see you twitch\nBut with the way I make you glitch, you'd think it's Limewire!\nGot your zips tied up, seed my roots, you get ill\n'Cause I'm Thor and a Quill with all the perks of Yggdrasil\n\nPicture a parallel paradise\nPeople picking Poipole as their partner is the popular paradigm\nBut I was petrified, livin' in a hivemind\nAnd so my Pokéball was always on the sideline\nStuck in the mold, you can break or get broke\nBut then a glimmer of hope flickered within a wormhole\nAnd I know that if I go in, there'll be no way home\nBut my heart that was broke gained a dragon pulse!\nNow I'm Naganadel, I'm knockin' 'em horizontal\n\nWith anaphylactic shock you lack an epinephrine shot for\nThought you gotta catch 'em all, but now you gotta call your doctor\n'Cause I'm actually evolvin' on all you imposter pocket monsters!\nI'll build a colony where all will follow me\nAn ultra megalo-maniacal monopoly! The top wasp\nAnd if any of you wannabe honeybees come at me\nIt'll be your final sting!\n\nThey said I'm hungry, but they missin' it\nAppetite is only one describable as infinite\nI'm mashin' claws and mandibles more suitable for diggin' ditch\nDemolition where I find nutrition, every little bit\nI never stopped advancin' for an inch (nah)\nMy jaw move like a wench (yeah)\nSteel beam buildings? They get ate up in a pinch\nBig time from my size, no matter categorized!\nThe biggest beast and heaviest dark type of all time!\nAll mine, never leave a share, inhale the whole-wide worldwide\n\nI eat and worlds die!\nUnique to this planet, but where I'm from, boy, we all dine\nNice plate of planet pie, smaller snack a mountainside\nI tear up tracks, eat beats alive! Evidence, they'll never find!\nTwo tone summertime when I strut my shiny side\nYou know I'm needin' dinner time! No, there ain't a finish line!\nKnow I'm eatin' through the vibe! Know it's UB number five!\n\nLet me take you all the way back\nWas lost in ultra space, and lookin' for a way back\nYou tried to take my light while thinkin' I'ma take that?\nThen I'm fusin' with your sun and moon to get the payback\nShaped that prison out of fission, I don't trust names\nKing in prism armor, way I steal the crown when dusk reigns\nDusk came, dawn'll spread it's wings and I'ma match it\nI'm done playin', I ain't lyin', man, I'm goin' batshit!\nMy ultra form is tragic, a portal to the casket\nYou put a price upon my head at night, and I'ma slash it\n\nInvadin' your planet, vacations will vanish\nI'll send 'em to another plane, my laser beam prismatic\nDamn, I tap into the masses' power stash and drain Alola\nOf your lumens, sendin' humans into night and say, \"Aloha\"\nIt'll be a supernova when I'm leavin' the scene\nYou might beat the light and dark, but I'm the beast in between\nUltra Necrozma!","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.84] Look what they did to me, was lightin' up the screen\n[00:07.90] Until the opposition dimmin' me\n[00:09.36] The power that I brought could topple Ultra Megalopolis\n[00:11.71] They stole it for their stock and\n[00:12.67] Really thought that they'd be rid of me\n[00:14.13] Retreat the heathens when you see him open the portal\n[00:16.18] I'll be beacon to the beasts who want to feast on the mortals\n[00:18.61] So when I open the wormhole up, prepare to fight\n[00:21.04] I'll hand the demons the mic\n[00:22.12] I'm screamin', \"Let there be light\", let's go!\n[00:24.51] Still in the grass, reppin' the grey and green (get it)\n[00:26.56] More foldin' when I'm improvin', that's a pay increase\n[00:28.66] Let's raise the bar, you couldn't spar with razor leaves (no)\n[00:30.55] Sharpie pen, the way I'm leavin' permanent marks (yeah)\n[00:32.51] You ain't erasin' me, I got paper-thin chances beatin' Kartana\n[00:35.37] I'm able to cut ya cable and lay you like the cards on a table\n[00:38.02] Cable car, way I'm suspended in air like a paper angel\n[00:40.49] Might fade you, I'm the coldest cut, well on paper\n[00:43.53] Quick trimmin', 'bout to snip him with the blade\n[00:45.22] And it hit like a bolt action, we get 'em from a range\n[00:47.57] All of my foes yappin', go listen when I spit 'cause like\n[00:50.19] My anime voice actin', they flippin' what I say\n[00:52.50] I said you flippin' and you actin' up (yeah)\n[00:53.91] Know it ain't safe when the beasts get you\n[00:55.82] I seem fickle, but it ain't sweet\n[00:57.32] Stick 'em, you get popped by a creamsicle\n[00:57.50] I'm weeks past the masses, hittin' dashes when I speed blitz you\n[01:02.49] I'm about that leech life like a freeloader\n[01:04.76] Steam roll ya, turnin' your corpse into a mean odor!\n[01:07.36] Take my flex as a boast or a threat\n[01:09.14] Get pressed, these swollen pecks poke outta your Pokédex\n[01:11.52] You see these biceps, they love over the net!\n[01:13.97] Let's go hard, I'm makin' legends work up a sweat!\n[01:16.31] Yeah, I love the sound that your whole team makes\n[01:18.62] When I grab 'em and drink their stats like a protein shake\n[01:21.24] Bruh, step to the battle, make your roster get a recall!\n[01:23.94] To beat me, you gon' need an army and a beast ball!\n[01:26.21] Jumped out the portal, landed smooth with the freefall!\n[01:28.65] Sleep on me, you can be the food that I feed off!\n[01:30.88] These punches will crack your cranium!\n[01:32.33] Runnin' wild over these boys like hulk-a-mania!\n[01:34.56] Clutch your pearls, tryin' to find me, I'm unobtainable\n[01:37.15] Want a slow death, then, yo, that's arrangeable\n[01:39.29] I'm more than capable!\n[01:40.82] Deep in the ocean, ride emotional motion of waves\n[01:43.16] A ticklin' of poison, bettin' it's gettin' you crazed\n[01:45.67] So give in freely, I'll alleviate the pain\n[01:49.35] You'll never feel it, you're under my power split\n[01:53.56] The world, we'll overrun, it's begun\n[01:56.80] The invasion swarmin' like a Trojan\n[01:59.37] Symbiotic silicon assimilating cynicism\n[02:02.23] Propagating parasidic parasocial narcissism\n[02:04.50] Nihilism nihilating anabolic biorhythm\n[02:07.17] You will be part of us\n[02:09.55] Paralytic and acidic advocating advisories\n[02:11.93] Neurologic nematocyst subjugating sanctuary\n[02:14.21] Psychologic silencing while siphoning the fructuary\n[02:16.76] You will belong to us\n[02:18.81] Too fast, another opp becomes my prey (my prey)\n[02:22.47] When I box, I crush, I slay (that's right)\n[02:24.81] Got 'em locked in when they gaze (That's cute)\n[02:27.06] They're fallin' for me (real beauty)\n[02:29.19] Big mosa, I don't play no games (mm-mm)\n[02:32.19] Took a whiff, got 'em goin' insane (goddamn)\n[02:33.17] You'll think that I was rocking that saint (or j'adore)\n[02:37.00] Must be love on the, brain? Rent free when I blast that\n[02:40.73] Better back back or this roach gon' smoke\n[02:43.91] You like MK, do what I say when I control, now you move too slow\n[02:48.91] Sendin' out a pulse while I'm stoppin' theirs\n[02:51.48] Starin' at my exo, get a souvenir (I'll get a souvenir)\n[02:53.90] Lookin' at the future and it's pretty clear\n[02:55.65] Pretty clear, I'm the winner here\n[02:57.45] I'm pumpin' steel, honey, I don't need iron!\n[02:59.85] Feel the heavyweight of my PR when it's my turn!\n[03:02.35] I'm a shooting star, leavin' craters only I burned!\n[03:04.78] Face so ethereal, I left a king's heart spurned!\n[03:07.22] Bamboo shoots shootin' straight for the moon!\n[03:09.22] Body built for takin' shots and makin' shots through you!\n[03:11.83] Come at me point blank, won't take a lot to subdue you\n[03:14.28] Roundin' out the ranks with the tank of the beast crew!\n[03:16.73] Three, two, one, liftoff! It's me, no one can pick off!\n[03:21.30] I'll leech more sun to strip off! The life that's left you've got!\n[03:25.92] So rise and shine, starship! So natural, yet robotic\n[03:30.43] Makin' opposites harmonic, bardic bars I build are karmic\n[03:35.58] UB burstin' at the seams, you try to run up on me\n[03:37.97] Smog-on, smog-off, wave my heat in the VGC\n[03:40.65] See how this fire work, get your mind blown, Jon Jones\n[03:43.19] Finger your mind's eye, pull up with \"surprised head\" shots\n[03:45.43] Gerentoc-racy, how this fire blastin' make hair recede\n[03:47.97] Heresy in this arid heat, I run a red dot\n[03:50.26] Can't take a stealth rock, Daiquiri still dead shot\n[03:52.75] Glass cannon on the team, call it choice spec-ops\n[03:55.03] Head spins then your head pop, put you in a trance\n[03:57.55] Interstellar Michael Jackson, yeah, let me do my dance\n[04:00.04] That prick Xurkitree ain't got moves like this\n[04:02.20] Ain't another ultrabeast that got moves like this\n[04:04.46] Only one with a special move, no feature parity\n[04:06.87] It's for stunts up on the show like soon to be paraplegics\n[04:09.51] Bury me with my pride and my child-bearin' hips\n[04:11.88] Sapped your soul, Al Capone, while you're busy givin' lip\n[04:13.95] Out to any guys tryin' a high climb tryin' to beat me\n[04:16.51] An invincible hivemind like we can finally be bees\n[04:18.73] None can leash me, last guardians to do blew it completely\n[04:21.11] So never truer what we mean\n[04:22.47] You're bloons and we're the TD, literal tower defense!\n[04:24.89] They squabble the cobble wall up, my ultra power's immense\n[04:27.09] Get me tilted, where we droppin' in? Put the pack in offense!\n[04:29.60] When the sediment's rockin' in, bet this tower can't topple, twin\n[04:31.93] Unlike other tragic events\n[04:33.13] Standin' business our business, the bricks' from the distant abysses\n[04:36.08] Rock you can't top like I'm pushed against Sisyphus's wrists\n[04:38.15] Shit follow the drills 'cause the guild don't move in dissonance!\n[04:40.64] Doin' this for reals, how I'm buildin' brick by brick in this!\n[04:43.00] Mid to low-high diffin', attacks are packin' a punch!\n[04:45.29] Against Stakataka, what's a pack of six stack up to us?\n[04:47.52] Have to ask for backup, pack it up, perish, or run!\n[04:49.98] Or you be seein' me assemble like Cap' America does!\n[04:52.95] Electrium gave a buff, it wasn't enough?\n[04:55.22] Oh, so you lookin' for the plug, I'm lightin' you up\n[04:57.61] But if act like I'm a givin' tree\n[04:59.32] Tell 'em I got stacks on ten and I see UB-03\n[05:01.99] So I'm a frayed knot just like my hand is\n[05:03.77] I always keep my mag safe to try to cancel any home field advantage\n[05:06.55] I'll take you out with a grin, so know the margin is thin\n[05:09.04] Against the zaniest space based cranium since Invader Zim!\n[05:12.01] You can't decipher how to damage it\n[05:13.65] So if you gonna battle in these beast games, then know you gamblin'\n[05:16.70] I leave 'em twisted up like quantum entanglement\n[05:18.88] When I'm slashin' their up-down, now that's cable management\n[05:21.67] Don't press a live wire, I see you twitch\n[05:23.48] But with the way I make you glitch, you'd think it's Limewire!\n[05:25.64] Got your zips tied up, seed my roots, you get ill\n[05:28.48] 'Cause I'm Thor and a Quill with all the perks of Yggdrasil\n[05:31.12] Picture a parallel paradise\n[05:32.95] People picking Poipole as their partner is the popular paradigm\n[05:36.06] But I was petrified, livin' in a hivemind\n[05:38.31] And so my Pokéball was always on the sideline\n[05:40.85] Stuck in the mold, you can break or get broke\n[05:42.65] But then a glimmer of hope flickered within a wormhole\n[05:45.23] And I know that if I go in, there'll be no way home\n[05:47.58] But my heart that was broke gained a dragon pulse!\n[05:49.74] Now I'm Naganadel, I'm knockin' 'em horizontal\n[05:52.59] With anaphylactic shock you lack an epinephrine shot for\n[05:54.82] Thought you gotta catch 'em all, but now you gotta call your doctor\n[05:57.24] 'Cause I'm actually evolvin' on all you imposter pocket monsters!\n[05:59.98] I'll build a colony where all will follow me\n[06:02.45] An ultra megalo-maniacal monopoly! The top wasp\n[06:05.73] And if any of you wannabe honeybees come at me\n[06:08.33] It'll be your final sting!\n[06:10.18] They said I'm hungry, but they missin' it\n[06:11.95] Appetite is only one describable as infinite\n[06:14.05] I'm mashin' claws and mandibles more suitable for diggin' ditch\n[06:16.77] Demolition where I find nutrition, every little bit\n[06:19.12] I never stopped advancin' for an inch (nah)\n[06:20.61] My jaw move like a wench (yeah)\n[06:21.81] Steel beam buildings? They get ate up in a pinch\n[06:24.24] Big time from my size, no matter categorized!\n[06:26.66] The biggest beast and heaviest dark type of all time!\n[06:29.32] All mine, never leave a share, inhale the whole-wide worldwide\n[06:32.22] I eat and worlds die!\n[06:32.93] Unique to this planet, but where I'm from, boy, we all dine\n[06:35.41] Nice plate of planet pie, smaller snack a mountainside\n[06:38.27] I tear up tracks, eat beats alive! Evidence, they'll never find!\n[06:40.72] Two tone summertime when I strut my shiny side\n[06:42.93] You know I'm needin' dinner time! No, there ain't a finish line!\n[06:45.43] Know I'm eatin' through the vibe! Know it's UB number five!\n[06:48.78] Let me take you all the way back\n[06:50.35] Was lost in ultra space, and lookin' for a way back\n[06:52.89] You tried to take my light while thinkin' I'ma take that?\n[06:55.14] Then I'm fusin' with your sun and moon to get the payback\n[06:57.59] Shaped that prison out of fission, I don't trust names\n[06:59.97] King in prism armor, way I steal the crown when dusk reigns\n[07:02.38] Dusk came, dawn'll spread it's wings and I'ma match it\n[07:04.68] I'm done playin', I ain't lyin', man, I'm goin' batshit!\n[07:07.00] My ultra form is tragic, a portal to the casket\n[07:09.23] You put a price upon my head at night, and I'ma slash it\n[07:11.77] Invadin' your planet, vacations will vanish\n[07:14.06] I'll send 'em to another plane, my laser beam prismatic\n[07:16.36] Damn, I tap into the masses' power stash and drain Alola\n[07:18.81] Of your lumens, sendin' humans into night and say, \"Aloha\"\n[07:21.24] It'll be a supernova when I'm leavin' the 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about that leech life like a freeloader\n  start_ms: 62490\n  end_ms: 64760\n- text: Steam roll ya, turnin' your corpse into a mean odor!\n  start_ms: 64760\n  end_ms: 67360\n- text: Take my flex as a boast or a threat\n  start_ms: 67360\n  end_ms: 69140\n- text: Get pressed, these swollen pecks poke outta your Pokédex\n  start_ms: 69140\n  end_ms: 71520\n- text: You see these biceps, they love over the net!\n  start_ms: 71520\n  end_ms: 73970\n- text: Let's go hard, I'm makin' legends work up a sweat!\n  start_ms: 73970\n  end_ms: 76310\n- text: Yeah, I love the sound that your whole team makes\n  start_ms: 76310\n  end_ms: 78620\n- text: When I grab 'em and drink their stats like a protein shake\n  start_ms: 78620\n  end_ms: 81240\n- text: Bruh, step to the battle, make your roster get a recall!\n  start_ms: 81240\n  end_ms: 83940\n- text: To beat me, you gon' need an army and a beast ball!\n  start_ms: 83940\n  end_ms: 86210\n- text: Jumped out the portal, landed smooth with the freefall!\n  start_ms: 86210\n  end_ms: 88650\n- text: Sleep on me, you can be the food that I feed off!\n  start_ms: 88650\n  end_ms: 90880\n- text: These punches will crack your cranium!\n  start_ms: 90880\n  end_ms: 92330\n- text: Runnin' wild over these boys like hulk-a-mania!\n  start_ms: 92330\n  end_ms: 94560\n- text: Clutch your pearls, tryin' to find me, I'm unobtainable\n  start_ms: 94560\n  end_ms: 97150\n- text: Want a slow death, then, yo, that's arrangeable\n  start_ms: 97150\n  end_ms: 99290\n- text: I'm more than capable!\n  start_ms: 99290\n  end_ms: 100820\n- text: Deep in the ocean, ride emotional motion of waves\n  start_ms: 100820\n  end_ms: 103160\n- text: A ticklin' of poison, bettin' it's gettin' you crazed\n  start_ms: 103160\n  end_ms: 105670\n- text: So give in freely, I'll alleviate the pain\n  start_ms: 105670\n  end_ms: 109350\n- text: You'll never feel it, you're under my power split\n  start_ms: 109350\n  end_ms: 113560\n- text: The world, we'll overrun, it's begun\n  start_ms: 113560\n  end_ms: 116800\n- text: The invasion swarmin' like a Trojan\n  start_ms: 116800\n  end_ms: 119370\n- text: Symbiotic silicon assimilating cynicism\n  start_ms: 119370\n  end_ms: 122230\n- text: Propagating parasidic parasocial narcissism\n  start_ms: 122230\n  end_ms: 124500\n- text: Nihilism nihilating anabolic biorhythm\n  start_ms: 124500\n  end_ms: 127170\n- text: You will be part of us\n  start_ms: 127170\n  end_ms: 129550\n- text: Paralytic and acidic advocating advisories\n  start_ms: 129550\n  end_ms: 131930\n- text: Neurologic nematocyst subjugating sanctuary\n  start_ms: 131930\n  end_ms: 134210\n- text: Psychologic silencing while siphoning the fructuary\n  start_ms: 134210\n  end_ms: 136760\n- text: You will belong to us\n  start_ms: 136760\n  end_ms: 138810\n- text: Too fast, another opp becomes my prey (my prey)\n  start_ms: 138810\n  end_ms: 142470\n- text: When I box, I crush, I slay (that's right)\n  start_ms: 142470\n  end_ms: 144810\n- text: Got 'em locked in when they gaze (That's cute)\n  start_ms: 144810\n  end_ms: 147060\n- text: They're fallin' for me (real beauty)\n  start_ms: 147060\n  end_ms: 149190\n- text: Big mosa, I don't play no games (mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 149190\n  end_ms: 152190\n- text: Took a whiff, got 'em goin' insane (goddamn)\n  start_ms: 152190\n  end_ms: 153170\n- text: You'll think that I was rocking that saint (or j'adore)\n  start_ms: 153170\n  end_ms: 157000\n- text: Must be love on the, brain? Rent free when I blast that\n  start_ms: 157000\n  end_ms: 160730\n- text: Better back back or this roach gon' smoke\n  start_ms: 160730\n  end_ms: 163910\n- text: You like MK, do what I say when I control, now you move too slow\n  start_ms: 163910\n  end_ms: 168910\n- text: Sendin' out a pulse while I'm stoppin' theirs\n  start_ms: 168910\n  end_ms: 171480\n- text: Starin' at my exo, get a souvenir (I'll get a souvenir)\n  start_ms: 171480\n  end_ms: 173900\n- text: Lookin' at the future and it's pretty clear\n  start_ms: 173900\n  end_ms: 175650\n- text: Pretty clear, I'm the winner here\n  start_ms: 175650\n  end_ms: 177450\n- text: I'm pumpin' steel, honey, I don't need iron!\n  start_ms: 177450\n  end_ms: 179850\n- text: Feel the heavyweight of my PR when it's my turn!\n  start_ms: 179850\n  end_ms: 182350\n- text: I'm a shooting star, leavin' craters only I burned!\n  start_ms: 182350\n  end_ms: 184780\n- text: Face so ethereal, I left a king's heart spurned!\n  start_ms: 184780\n  end_ms: 187220\n- text: Bamboo shoots shootin' straight for the moon!\n  start_ms: 187220\n  end_ms: 189220\n- text: Body built for takin' shots and makin' shots through you!\n  start_ms: 189220\n  end_ms: 191830\n- text: Come at me point blank, won't take a lot to subdue you\n  start_ms: 191830\n  end_ms: 194280\n- text: Roundin' out the ranks with the tank of the beast crew!\n  start_ms: 194280\n  end_ms: 196730\n- text: Three, two, one, liftoff! It's me, no one can pick off!\n  start_ms: 196730\n  end_ms: 201300\n- text: I'll leech more sun to strip off! The life that's left you've got!\n  start_ms: 201300\n  end_ms: 205920\n- text: So rise and shine, starship! So natural, yet robotic\n  start_ms: 205920\n  end_ms: 210430\n- text: Makin' opposites harmonic, bardic bars I build are karmic\n  start_ms: 210430\n  end_ms: 215580\n- text: UB burstin' at the seams, you try to run up on me\n  start_ms: 215580\n  end_ms: 217970\n- text: Smog-on, smog-off, wave my heat in the VGC\n  start_ms: 217970\n  end_ms: 220650\n- text: See how this fire work, get your mind blown, Jon Jones\n  start_ms: 220650\n  end_ms: 223190\n- text: Finger your mind's eye, pull up with \"surprised head\" shots\n  start_ms: 223190\n  end_ms: 225430\n- text: Gerentoc-racy, how this fire blastin' make hair recede\n  start_ms: 225430\n  end_ms: 227970\n- text: Heresy in this arid heat, I run a red dot\n  start_ms: 227970\n  end_ms: 230260\n- text: Can't take a stealth rock, Daiquiri still dead shot\n  start_ms: 230260\n  end_ms: 232750\n- text: Glass cannon on the team, call it choice spec-ops\n  start_ms: 232750\n  end_ms: 235030\n- text: Head spins then your head pop, put you in a trance\n  start_ms: 235030\n  end_ms: 237550\n- text: Interstellar Michael Jackson, yeah, let me do my dance\n  start_ms: 237550\n  end_ms: 240040\n- text: That prick Xurkitree ain't got moves like this\n  start_ms: 240040\n  end_ms: 242200\n- text: Ain't another ultrabeast that got moves like this\n  start_ms: 242200\n  end_ms: 244460\n- text: Only one with a special move, no feature parity\n  start_ms: 244460\n  end_ms: 246870\n- text: It's for stunts up on the show like soon to be paraplegics\n  start_ms: 246870\n  end_ms: 249510\n- text: Bury me with my pride and my child-bearin' hips\n  start_ms: 249510\n  end_ms: 251880\n- text: Sapped your soul, Al Capone, while you're busy givin' lip\n  start_ms: 251880\n  end_ms: 253950\n- text: Out to any guys tryin' a high climb tryin' to beat me\n  start_ms: 253950\n  end_ms: 256510\n- text: An invincible hivemind like we can finally be bees\n  start_ms: 256510\n  end_ms: 258730\n- text: None can leash me, last guardians to do blew it completely\n  start_ms: 258730\n  end_ms: 261110\n- text: So never truer what we mean\n  start_ms: 261110\n  end_ms: 262470\n- text: You're bloons and we're the TD, literal tower defense!\n  start_ms: 262470\n  end_ms: 264890\n- text: They squabble the cobble wall up, my ultra power's immense\n  start_ms: 264890\n  end_ms: 267090\n- text: Get me tilted, where we droppin' in? Put the pack in offense!\n  start_ms: 267090\n  end_ms: 269600\n- text: When the sediment's rockin' in, bet this tower can't topple, twin\n  start_ms: 269600\n  end_ms: 271930\n- text: Unlike other tragic events\n  start_ms: 271930\n  end_ms: 273130\n- text: Standin' business our business, the bricks' from the distant abysses\n  start_ms: 273130\n  end_ms: 276080\n- text: Rock you can't top like I'm pushed against Sisyphus's wrists\n  start_ms: 276080\n  end_ms: 278150\n- text: Shit follow the drills 'cause the guild don't move in dissonance!\n  start_ms: 278150\n  end_ms: 280640\n- text: Doin' this for reals, how I'm buildin' brick by brick in this!\n  start_ms: 280640\n  end_ms: 283000\n- text: Mid to low-high diffin', attacks are packin' a punch!\n  start_ms: 283000\n  end_ms: 285290\n- text: Against Stakataka, what's a pack of six stack up to us?\n  start_ms: 285290\n  end_ms: 287520\n- text: Have to ask for backup, pack it up, perish, or run!\n  start_ms: 287520\n  end_ms: 289980\n- text: Or you be seein' me assemble like Cap' America does!\n  start_ms: 289980\n  end_ms: 292950\n- text: Electrium gave a buff, it wasn't enough?\n  start_ms: 292950\n  end_ms: 295220\n- text: Oh, so you lookin' for the plug, I'm lightin' you up\n  start_ms: 295220\n  end_ms: 297610\n- text: But if act like I'm a givin' tree\n  start_ms: 297610\n  end_ms: 299320\n- text: Tell 'em I got stacks on ten and I see UB-03\n  start_ms: 299320\n  end_ms: 301990\n- text: So I'm a frayed knot just like my hand is\n  start_ms: 301990\n  end_ms: 303770\n- text: I always keep my mag safe to try to cancel any home field advantage\n  start_ms: 303770\n  end_ms: 306550\n- text: I'll take you out with a grin, so know the margin is thin\n  start_ms: 306550\n  end_ms: 309040\n- text: Against the zaniest space based cranium since Invader Zim!\n  start_ms: 309040\n  end_ms: 312010\n- text: You can't decipher how to damage it\n  start_ms: 312010\n  end_ms: 313650\n- text: So if you gonna battle in these beast games, then know you gamblin'\n  start_ms: 313650\n  end_ms: 316700\n- text: I leave 'em twisted up like quantum entanglement\n  start_ms: 316700\n  end_ms: 318880\n- text: When I'm slashin' their up-down, now that's cable management\n  start_ms: 318880\n  end_ms: 321670\n- text: Don't press a live wire, I see you twitch\n  start_ms: 321670\n  end_ms: 323480\n- text: But with the way I make you glitch, you'd think it's Limewire!\n  start_ms: 323480\n  end_ms: 325640\n- text: Got your zips tied up, seed my roots, you get ill\n  start_ms: 325640\n  end_ms: 328480\n- text: '''Cause I''m Thor and a Quill with all the perks of Yggdrasil'\n  start_ms: 328480\n  end_ms: 331120\n- text: Picture a parallel paradise\n  start_ms: 331120\n  end_ms: 332950\n- text: People picking Poipole as their partner is the popular paradigm\n  start_ms: 332950\n  end_ms: 336060\n- text: But I was petrified, livin' in a hivemind\n  start_ms: 336060\n  end_ms: 338310\n- text: And so my Pokéball was always on the sideline\n  start_ms: 338310\n  end_ms: 340850\n- text: Stuck in the mold, you can break or get broke\n  start_ms: 340850\n  end_ms: 342650\n- text: But then a glimmer of hope flickered within a wormhole\n  start_ms: 342650\n  end_ms: 345230\n- text: And I know that if I go in, there'll be no way home\n  start_ms: 345230\n  end_ms: 347580\n- text: But my heart that was broke gained a dragon pulse!\n  start_ms: 347580\n  end_ms: 349740\n- text: Now I'm Naganadel, I'm knockin' 'em horizontal\n  start_ms: 349740\n  end_ms: 352590\n- text: With anaphylactic shock you lack an epinephrine shot for\n  start_ms: 352590\n  end_ms: 354820\n- text: Thought you gotta catch 'em all, but now you gotta call your doctor\n  start_ms: 354820\n  end_ms: 357240\n- text: '''Cause I''m actually evolvin'' on all you imposter pocket monsters!'\n  start_ms: 357240\n  end_ms: 359980\n- text: I'll build a colony where all will follow me\n  start_ms: 359980\n  end_ms: 362450\n- text: An ultra megalo-maniacal monopoly! The top wasp\n  start_ms: 362450\n  end_ms: 365730\n- text: And if any of you wannabe honeybees come at me\n  start_ms: 365730\n  end_ms: 368330\n- text: It'll be your final sting!\n  start_ms: 368330\n  end_ms: 370180\n- text: They said I'm hungry, but they missin' it\n  start_ms: 370180\n  end_ms: 371950\n- text: Appetite is only one describable as infinite\n  start_ms: 371950\n  end_ms: 374050\n- text: I'm mashin' claws and mandibles more suitable for diggin' ditch\n  start_ms: 374050\n  end_ms: 376770\n- text: Demolition where I find nutrition, every little bit\n  start_ms: 376770\n  end_ms: 379120\n- text: I never stopped advancin' for an inch (nah)\n  start_ms: 379120\n  end_ms: 380610\n- text: My jaw move like a wench (yeah)\n  start_ms: 380610\n  end_ms: 381810\n- text: Steel beam buildings? They get ate up in a pinch\n  start_ms: 381810\n  end_ms: 384240\n- text: Big time from my size, no matter categorized!\n  start_ms: 384240\n  end_ms: 386660\n- text: The biggest beast and heaviest dark type of all time!\n  start_ms: 386660\n  end_ms: 389320\n- text: All mine, never leave a share, inhale the whole-wide worldwide\n  start_ms: 389320\n  end_ms: 392220\n- text: I eat and worlds die!\n  start_ms: 392220\n  end_ms: 392930\n- text: Unique to this planet, but where I'm from, boy, we all dine\n  start_ms: 392930\n  end_ms: 395410\n- text: Nice plate of planet pie, smaller snack a mountainside\n  start_ms: 395410\n  end_ms: 398270\n- text: I tear up tracks, eat beats alive! Evidence, they'll never find!\n  start_ms: 398270\n  end_ms: 400720\n- text: Two tone summertime when I strut my shiny side\n  start_ms: 400720\n  end_ms: 402930\n- text: You know I'm needin' dinner time! No, there ain't a finish line!\n  start_ms: 402930\n  end_ms: 405430\n- text: Know I'm eatin' through the vibe! Know it's UB number five!\n  start_ms: 405430\n  end_ms: 408780\n- text: Let me take you all the way back\n  start_ms: 408780\n  end_ms: 410350\n- text: Was lost in ultra space, and lookin' for a way back\n  start_ms: 410350\n  end_ms: 412890\n- text: You tried to take my light while thinkin' I'ma take that?\n  start_ms: 412890\n  end_ms: 415140\n- text: Then I'm fusin' with your sun and moon to get the payback\n  start_ms: 415140\n  end_ms: 417590\n- text: Shaped that prison out of fission, I don't trust names\n  start_ms: 417590\n  end_ms: 419970\n- text: King in prism armor, way I steal the crown when dusk reigns\n  start_ms: 419970\n  end_ms: 422380\n- text: Dusk came, dawn'll spread it's wings and I'ma match it\n  start_ms: 422380\n  end_ms: 424680\n- text: I'm done playin', I ain't lyin', man, I'm goin' batshit!\n  start_ms: 424680\n  end_ms: 427000\n- text: My ultra form is tragic, a portal to the casket\n  start_ms: 427000\n  end_ms: 429230\n- text: You put a price upon my head at night, and I'ma slash it\n  start_ms: 429230\n  end_ms: 431770\n- text: Invadin' your planet, vacations will vanish\n  start_ms: 431770\n  end_ms: 434060\n- text: I'll send 'em to another plane, my laser beam prismatic\n  start_ms: 434060\n  end_ms: 436360\n- text: Damn, I tap into the masses' power stash and drain Alola\n  start_ms: 436360\n  end_ms: 438810\n- text: Of your lumens, sendin' humans into night and say, \"Aloha\"\n  start_ms: 438810\n  end_ms: 441240\n- text: It'll be a supernova when I'm leavin' the scene\n  start_ms: 441240\n  end_ms: 443620\n- text: You might beat the light and dark, but I'm the beast in between\n  start_ms: 443620\n  end_ms: 445870\n- text: Ultra Necrozma!\n  start_ms: 445870\n  end_ms: 447110\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 447110\nplain: |-\n  Look what they did to me, was lightin' up the screen\n  Until the opposition dimmin' me\n  The power that I brought could topple Ultra Megalopolis\n  They stole it for their stock and\n  Really thought that they'd be rid of me\n  Retreat the heathens when you see him open the portal\n  I'll be beacon to the beasts who want to feast on the mortals\n  So when I open the wormhole up, prepare to fight\n  I'll hand the demons the mic\n  I'm screamin', \"Let there be light\", let's go!\n\n  Still in the grass, reppin' the grey and green (get it)\n  More foldin' when I'm improvin', that's a pay increase\n  Let's raise the bar, you couldn't spar with razor leaves (no)\n  Sharpie pen, the way I'm leavin' permanent marks (yeah)\n  You ain't erasin' me, I got paper-thin chances beatin' Kartana\n  I'm able to cut ya cable and lay you like the cards on a table\n  Cable car, way I'm suspended in air like a paper angel\n  Might fade you, I'm the coldest cut, well on paper\n  Quick trimmin', 'bout to snip him with the blade\n  And it hit like a bolt action, we get 'em from a range\n\n  All of my foes yappin', go listen when I spit 'cause like\n  My anime voice actin', they flippin' what I say\n  I said you flippin' and you actin' up (yeah)\n  Know it ain't safe when the beasts get you\n  I seem fickle, but it ain't sweet\n  Stick 'em, you get popped by a creamsicle\n  I'm weeks past the masses, hittin' dashes when I speed blitz you\n\n  I'm about that leech life like a freeloader\n  Steam roll ya, turnin' your corpse into a mean odor!\n  Take my flex as a boast or a threat\n  Get pressed, these swollen pecks poke outta your Pokédex\n  You see these biceps, they love over the net!\n  Let's go hard, I'm makin' legends work up a sweat!\n  Yeah, I love the sound that your whole team makes\n  When I grab 'em and drink their stats like a protein shake\n\n  Bruh, step to the battle, make your roster get a recall!\n  To beat me, you gon' need an army and a beast ball!\n  Jumped out the portal, landed smooth with the freefall!\n  Sleep on me, you can be the food that I feed off!\n  These punches will crack your cranium!\n  Runnin' wild over these boys like hulk-a-mania!\n  Clutch your pearls, tryin' to find me, I'm unobtainable\n  Want a slow death, then, yo, that's arrangeable\n  I'm more than capable!\n\n  Deep in the ocean, ride emotional motion of waves\n  A ticklin' of poison, bettin' it's gettin' you crazed\n  So give in freely, I'll alleviate the pain\n  You'll never feel it, you're under my power split\n  The world, we'll overrun, it's begun\n  The invasion swarmin' like a Trojan\n\n  Symbiotic silicon assimilating cynicism\n  Propagating parasidic parasocial narcissism\n  Nihilism nihilating anabolic biorhythm\n  You will be part of us\n  Paralytic and acidic advocating advisories\n  Neurologic nematocyst subjugating sanctuary\n  Psychologic silencing while siphoning the fructuary\n  You will belong to us\n\n  Too fast, another opp becomes my prey (my prey)\n  When I box, I crush, I slay (that's right)\n  Got 'em locked in when they gaze (That's cute)\n  They're fallin' for me (real beauty)\n  Big mosa, I don't play no games (mm-mm)\n  Took a whiff, got 'em goin' insane (goddamn)\n  You'll think that I was rocking that saint (or j'adore)\n\n  Must be love on the, brain? Rent free when I blast that\n  Better back back or this roach gon' smoke\n  You like MK, do what I say when I control, now you move too slow\n  Sendin' out a pulse while I'm stoppin' theirs\n  Starin' at my exo, get a souvenir (I'll get a souvenir)\n  Lookin' at the future and it's pretty clear\n  Pretty clear, I'm the winner here\n\n  I'm pumpin' steel, honey, I don't need iron!\n  Feel the heavyweight of my PR when it's my turn!\n  I'm a shooting star, leavin' craters only I burned!\n  Face so ethereal, I left a king's heart spurned!\n  Bamboo shoots shootin' straight for the moon!\n  Body built for takin' shots and makin' shots through you!\n  Come at me point blank, won't take a lot to subdue you\n  Roundin' out the ranks with the tank of the beast crew!\n  Three, two, one, liftoff! It's me, no one can pick off!\n  I'll leech more sun to strip off! The life that's left you've got!\n  So rise and shine, starship! 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Put the pack in offense!\n  When the sediment's rockin' in, bet this tower can't topple, twin\n  Unlike other tragic events\n  Standin' business our business, the bricks' from the distant abysses\n\n  Rock you can't top like I'm pushed against Sisyphus's wrists\n  Shit follow the drills 'cause the guild don't move in dissonance!\n  Doin' this for reals, how I'm buildin' brick by brick in this!\n  Mid to low-high diffin', attacks are packin' a punch!\n  Against Stakataka, what's a pack of six stack up to us?\n  Have to ask for backup, pack it up, perish, or run!\n  Or you be seein' me assemble like Cap' America does!\n\n  Electrium gave a buff, it wasn't enough?\n  Oh, so you lookin' for the plug, I'm lightin' you up\n  But if act like I'm a givin' tree\n  Tell 'em I got stacks on ten and I see UB-03\n  So I'm a frayed knot just like my hand is\n  I always keep my mag safe to try to cancel any home field advantage\n  I'll take you out with a grin, so know the margin is thin\n  Against the zaniest space based cranium since Invader Zim!\n  You can't decipher how to damage it\n\n  So if you gonna battle in these beast games, then know you gamblin'\n  I leave 'em twisted up like quantum entanglement\n  When I'm slashin' their up-down, now that's cable management\n  Don't press a live wire, I see you twitch\n  But with the way I make you glitch, you'd think it's Limewire!\n  Got your zips tied up, seed my roots, you get ill\n  'Cause I'm Thor and a Quill with all the perks of Yggdrasil\n\n  Picture a parallel paradise\n  People picking Poipole as their partner is the popular paradigm\n  But I was petrified, livin' in a hivemind\n  And so my Pokéball was always on the sideline\n  Stuck in the mold, you can break or get broke\n  But then a glimmer of hope flickered within a wormhole\n  And I know that if I go in, there'll be no way home\n  But my heart that was broke gained a dragon pulse!\n  Now I'm Naganadel, I'm knockin' 'em horizontal\n\n  With anaphylactic shock you lack an epinephrine shot for\n  Thought you gotta catch 'em all, but now you gotta call your doctor\n  'Cause I'm actually evolvin' on all you imposter pocket monsters!\n  I'll build a colony where all will follow me\n  An ultra megalo-maniacal monopoly! The top wasp\n  And if any of you wannabe honeybees come at me\n  It'll be your final sting!\n\n  They said I'm hungry, but they missin' it\n  Appetite is only one describable as infinite\n  I'm mashin' claws and mandibles more suitable for diggin' ditch\n  Demolition where I find nutrition, every little bit\n  I never stopped advancin' for an inch (nah)\n  My jaw move like a wench (yeah)\n  Steel beam buildings? They get ate up in a pinch\n  Big time from my size, no matter categorized!\n  The biggest beast and heaviest dark type of all time!\n  All mine, never leave a share, inhale the whole-wide worldwide\n\n  I eat and worlds die!\n  Unique to this planet, but where I'm from, boy, we all dine\n  Nice plate of planet pie, smaller snack a mountainside\n  I tear up tracks, eat beats alive! Evidence, they'll never find!\n  Two tone summertime when I strut my shiny side\n  You know I'm needin' dinner time! No, there ain't a finish line!\n  Know I'm eatin' through the vibe! Know it's UB number five!\n\n  Let me take you all the way back\n  Was lost in ultra space, and lookin' for a way back\n  You tried to take my light while thinkin' I'ma take that?\n  Then I'm fusin' with your sun and moon to get the payback\n  Shaped that prison out of fission, I don't trust names\n  King in prism armor, way I steal the crown when dusk reigns\n  Dusk came, dawn'll spread it's wings and I'ma match it\n  I'm done playin', I ain't lyin', man, I'm goin' batshit!\n  My ultra form is tragic, a portal to the casket\n  You put a price upon my head at night, and I'ma slash it\n\n  Invadin' your planet, vacations will vanish\n  I'll send 'em to another plane, my laser beam prismatic\n  Damn, I tap into the masses' power stash and drain Alola\n  Of your lumens, sendin' humans into night and say, \"Aloha\"\n  It'll be a supernova when I'm leavin' the scene\n  You might beat the light and dark, but I'm the beast in between\n  Ultra Necrozma!\n"},{"id":36388246,"name":"Pokemon Ultra Beasts Cypher","trackName":"Pokemon Ultra Beasts Cypher","artistName":"VideoGameRapBattles, Cam Steady, Drip$tick, Omega Sparx, Chi-Chi, Keetheweeb, Cami-Cat, Kwite, TheManBeHisLa, Kevin Krust, Mat4yo, and PE$O PETE","albumName":"Pokemon Ultra Beasts Cypher","duration":468.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Look what they did to me, was lightin' up the screen\nUntil the opposition dimmin' me\nThe power that I brought could topple Ultra Megalopolis\nThey stole it for their stock and\nReally thought that they'd be rid of me\nRetreat the heathens when you see him open the portal\nI'll be beacon to the beasts who want to feast on the mortals\nSo when I open the wormhole up, prepare to fight\nI'll hand the demons the mic\nI'm screamin', \"Let there be light\", let's go!\n\nStill in the grass, reppin' the grey and green (get it)\nMore foldin' when I'm improvin', that's a pay increase\nLet's raise the bar, you couldn't spar with razor leaves (no)\nSharpie pen, the way I'm leavin' permanent marks (yeah)\nYou ain't erasin' me, I got paper-thin chances beatin' Kartana\nI'm able to cut ya cable and lay you like the cards on a table\nCable car, way I'm suspended in air like a paper angel\nMight fade you, I'm the coldest cut, well on paper\nQuick trimmin', 'bout to snip him with the blade\nAnd it hit like a bolt action, we get 'em from a range\n\nAll of my foes yappin', go listen when I spit 'cause like\nMy anime voice actin', they flippin' what I say\nI said you flippin' and you actin' up (yeah)\nKnow it ain't safe when the beasts get you\nI seem fickle, but it ain't sweet\nStick 'em, you get popped by a creamsicle\nI'm weeks past the masses, hittin' dashes when I speed blitz you\n\nI'm about that leech life like a freeloader\nSteam roll ya, turnin' your corpse into a mean odor!\nTake my flex as a boast or a threat\nGet pressed, these swollen pecks poke outta your Pokédex\nYou see these biceps, they love over the net!\nLet's go hard, I'm makin' legends work up a sweat!\nYeah, I love the sound that your whole team makes\nWhen I grab 'em and drink their stats like a protein shake\n\nBruh, step to the battle, make your roster get a recall!\nTo beat me, you gon' need an army and a beast ball!\nJumped out the portal, landed smooth with the freefall!\nSleep on me, you can be the food that I feed off!\nThese punches will crack your cranium!\nRunnin' wild over these boys like hulk-a-mania!\nClutch your pearls, tryin' to find me, I'm unobtainable\nWant a slow death, then, yo, that's arrangeable\nI'm more than capable!\n\nDeep in the ocean, ride emotional motion of waves\nA ticklin' of poison, bettin' it's gettin' you crazed\nSo give in freely, I'll alleviate the pain\nYou'll never feel it, you're under my power split\nThe world, we'll overrun, it's begun\nThe invasion swarmin' like a Trojan\n\nSymbiotic silicon assimilating cynicism\nPropagating parasidic parasocial narcissism\nNihilism nihilating anabolic biorhythm\nYou will be part of us\nParalytic and acidic advocating advisories\nNeurologic nematocyst subjugating sanctuary\nPsychologic silencing while siphoning the fructuary\nYou will belong to us\n\nToo fast, another opp becomes my prey (my prey)\nWhen I box, I crush, I slay (that's right)\nGot 'em locked in when they gaze (That's cute)\nThey're fallin' for me (real beauty)\nBig mosa, I don't play no games (mm-mm)\nTook a whiff, got 'em goin' insane (goddamn)\nYou'll think that I was rocking that saint (or j'adore)\n\nMust be love on the, brain? Rent free when I blast that\nBetter back back or this roach gon' smoke\nYou like MK, do what I say when I control, now you move too slow\nSendin' out a pulse while I'm stoppin' theirs\nStarin' at my exo, get a souvenir (I'll get a souvenir)\nLookin' at the future and it's pretty clear\nPretty clear, I'm the winner here\n\nI'm pumpin' steel, honey, I don't need iron!\nFeel the heavyweight of my PR when it's my turn!\nI'm a shooting star, leavin' craters only I burned!\nFace so ethereal, I left a king's heart spurned!\nBamboo shoots shootin' straight for the moon!\nBody built for takin' shots and makin' shots through you!\nCome at me point blank, won't take a lot to subdue you\nRoundin' out the ranks with the tank of the beast crew!\nThree, two, one, liftoff! It's me, no one can pick off!\nI'll leech more sun to strip off! The life that's left you've got!\nSo rise and shine, starship! So natural, yet robotic\nMakin' opposites harmonic, bardic bars I build are karmic\n\nUB burstin' at the seams, you try to run up on me\nSmog-on, smog-off, wave my heat in the VGC\nSee how this fire work, get your mind blown, Jon Jones\nFinger your mind's eye, pull up with \"surprised head\" shots\nGerentoc-racy, how this fire blastin' make hair recede\nHeresy in this arid heat, I run a red dot\nCan't take a stealth rock, Daiquiri still dead shot\nGlass cannon on the team, call it choice spec-ops\nHead spins then your head pop, put you in a trance\n\nInterstellar Michael Jackson, yeah, let me do my dance\nThat prick Xurkitree ain't got moves like this\nAin't another ultrabeast that got moves like this\nOnly one with a special move, no feature parity\nIt's for stunts up on the show like soon to be paraplegics\nBury me with my pride and my child-bearin' hips\nSapped your soul, Al Capone, while you're busy givin' lip\n\nOut to any guys tryin' a high climb tryin' to beat me\nAn invincible hivemind like we can finally be bees\nNone can leash me, last guardians to do blew it completely\nSo never truer what we mean\nYou're bloons and we're the TD, literal tower defense!\nThey squabble the cobble wall up, my ultra power's immense\nGet me tilted, where we droppin' in? Put the pack in offense!\nWhen the sediment's rockin' in, bet this tower can't topple, twin\nUnlike other tragic events\nStandin' business our business, the bricks' from the distant abysses\n\nRock you can't top like I'm pushed against Sisyphus's wrists\nShit follow the drills 'cause the guild don't move in dissonance!\nDoin' this for reals, how I'm buildin' brick by brick in this!\nMid to low-high diffin', attacks are packin' a punch!\nAgainst Stakataka, what's a pack of six stack up to us?\nHave to ask for backup, pack it up, perish, or run!\nOr you be seein' me assemble like Cap' America does!\n\nElectrium gave a buff, it wasn't enough?\nOh, so you lookin' for the plug, I'm lightin' you up\nBut if act like I'm a givin' tree\nTell 'em I got stacks on ten and I see UB-03\nSo I'm a frayed knot just like my hand is\nI always keep my mag safe to try to cancel any home field advantage\nI'll take you out with a grin, so know the margin is thin\nAgainst the zaniest space based cranium since Invader Zim!\nYou can't decipher how to damage it\n\nSo if you gonna battle in these beast games, then know you gamblin'\nI leave 'em twisted up like quantum entanglement\nWhen I'm slashin' their up-down, now that's cable management\nDon't press a live wire, I see you twitch\nBut with the way I make you glitch, you'd think it's Limewire!\nGot your zips tied up, seed my roots, you get ill\n'Cause I'm Thor and a Quill with all the perks of Yggdrasil\n\nPicture a parallel paradise\nPeople picking Poipole as their partner is the popular paradigm\nBut I was petrified, livin' in a hivemind\nAnd so my Pokéball was always on the sideline\nStuck in the mold, you can break or get broke\nBut then a glimmer of hope flickered within a wormhole\nAnd I know that if I go in, there'll be no way home\nBut my heart that was broke gained a dragon pulse!\nNow I'm Naganadel, I'm knockin' 'em horizontal\n\nWith anaphylactic shock you lack an epinephrine shot for\nThought you gotta catch 'em all, but now you gotta call your doctor\n'Cause I'm actually evolvin' on all you imposter pocket monsters!\nI'll build a colony where all will follow me\nAn ultra megalo-maniacal monopoly! The top wasp\nAnd if any of you wannabe honeybees come at me\nIt'll be your final sting!\n\nThey said I'm hungry, but they missin' it\nAppetite is only one describable as infinite\nI'm mashin' claws and mandibles more suitable for diggin' ditch\nDemolition where I find nutrition, every little bit\nI never stopped advancin' for an inch (nah)\nMy jaw move like a wench (yeah)\nSteel beam buildings? They get ate up in a pinch\nBig time from my size, no matter categorized!\nThe biggest beast and heaviest dark type of all time!\nAll mine, never leave a share, inhale the whole-wide worldwide\n\nI eat and worlds die!\nUnique to this planet, but where I'm from, boy, we all dine\nNice plate of planet pie, smaller snack a mountainside\nI tear up tracks, eat beats alive! Evidence, they'll never find!\nTwo tone summertime when I strut my shiny side\nYou know I'm needin' dinner time! No, there ain't a finish line!\nKnow I'm eatin' through the vibe! Know it's UB number five!\n\nLet me take you all the way back\nWas lost in ultra space, and lookin' for a way back\nYou tried to take my light while thinkin' I'ma take that?\nThen I'm fusin' with your sun and moon to get the payback\nShaped that prison out of fission, I don't trust names\nKing in prism armor, way I steal the crown when dusk reigns\nDusk came, dawn'll spread it's wings and I'ma match it\nI'm done playin', I ain't lyin', man, I'm goin' batshit!\nMy ultra form is tragic, a portal to the casket\nYou put a price upon my head at night, and I'ma slash it\n\nInvadin' your planet, vacations will vanish\nI'll send 'em to another plane, my laser beam prismatic\nDamn, I tap into the masses' power stash and drain Alola\nOf your lumens, sendin' humans into night and say, \"Aloha\"\nIt'll be a supernova when I'm leavin' the scene\nYou might beat the light and dark, but I'm the beast in between\nUltra Necrozma!","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.84] Look what they did to me, was lightin' up the screen\n[00:07.90] Until the opposition dimmin' me\n[00:09.36] The power that I brought could topple Ultra Megalopolis\n[00:11.71] They stole it for their stock and\n[00:12.67] Really thought that they'd be rid of me\n[00:14.13] Retreat the heathens when you see him open the portal\n[00:16.18] I'll be beacon to the beasts who want to feast on the mortals\n[00:18.61] So when I open the wormhole up, prepare to fight\n[00:21.04] I'll hand the demons the mic\n[00:22.12] I'm screamin', \"Let there be light\", let's go!\n[00:24.51] Still in the grass, reppin' the grey and green (get it)\n[00:26.56] More foldin' when I'm improvin', that's a pay increase\n[00:28.66] Let's raise the bar, you couldn't spar with razor leaves (no)\n[00:30.55] Sharpie pen, the way I'm leavin' permanent marks (yeah)\n[00:32.51] You ain't erasin' me, I got paper-thin chances beatin' Kartana\n[00:35.37] I'm able to cut ya cable and lay you like the cards on a table\n[00:38.02] Cable car, way I'm suspended in air like a paper angel\n[00:40.49] Might fade you, I'm the coldest cut, well on paper\n[00:43.53] Quick trimmin', 'bout to snip him with the blade\n[00:45.22] And it hit like a bolt action, we get 'em from a range\n[00:47.57] All of my foes yappin', go listen when I spit 'cause like\n[00:50.19] My anime voice actin', they flippin' what I say\n[00:52.50] I said you flippin' and you actin' up (yeah)\n[00:53.91] Know it ain't safe when the beasts get you\n[00:55.82] I seem fickle, but it ain't sweet\n[00:57.32] Stick 'em, you get popped by a creamsicle\n[00:57.50] I'm weeks past the masses, hittin' dashes when I speed blitz you\n[01:02.49] I'm about that leech life like a freeloader\n[01:04.76] Steam roll ya, turnin' your corpse into a mean odor!\n[01:07.36] Take my flex as a boast or a threat\n[01:09.14] Get pressed, these swollen pecks poke outta your Pokédex\n[01:11.52] You see these biceps, they love over the net!\n[01:13.97] Let's go hard, I'm makin' legends work up a sweat!\n[01:16.31] Yeah, I love the sound that your whole team makes\n[01:18.62] When I grab 'em and drink their stats like a protein shake\n[01:21.24] Bruh, step to the battle, make your roster get a recall!\n[01:23.94] To beat me, you gon' need an army and a beast ball!\n[01:26.21] Jumped out the portal, landed smooth with the freefall!\n[01:28.65] Sleep on me, you can be the food that I feed off!\n[01:30.88] These punches will crack your cranium!\n[01:32.33] Runnin' wild over these boys like hulk-a-mania!\n[01:34.56] Clutch your pearls, tryin' to find me, I'm unobtainable\n[01:37.15] Want a slow death, then, yo, that's arrangeable\n[01:39.29] I'm more than capable!\n[01:40.82] Deep in the ocean, ride emotional motion of waves\n[01:43.16] A ticklin' of poison, bettin' it's gettin' you crazed\n[01:45.67] So give in freely, I'll alleviate the pain\n[01:49.35] You'll never feel it, you're under my power split\n[01:53.56] The world, we'll overrun, it's begun\n[01:56.80] The invasion swarmin' like a Trojan\n[01:59.37] Symbiotic silicon assimilating cynicism\n[02:02.23] Propagating parasidic parasocial narcissism\n[02:04.50] Nihilism nihilating anabolic biorhythm\n[02:07.17] You will be part of us\n[02:09.55] Paralytic and acidic advocating advisories\n[02:11.93] Neurologic nematocyst subjugating sanctuary\n[02:14.21] Psychologic silencing while siphoning the fructuary\n[02:16.76] You will belong to us\n[02:18.81] Too fast, another opp becomes my prey (my prey)\n[02:22.47] When I box, I crush, I slay (that's right)\n[02:24.81] Got 'em locked in when they gaze (That's cute)\n[02:27.06] They're fallin' for me (real beauty)\n[02:29.19] Big mosa, I don't play no games (mm-mm)\n[02:32.19] Took a whiff, got 'em goin' insane (goddamn)\n[02:33.17] You'll think that I was rocking that saint (or j'adore)\n[02:37.00] Must be love on the, brain? 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It's me, no one can pick off!\n[03:21.30] I'll leech more sun to strip off! The life that's left you've got!\n[03:25.92] So rise and shine, starship! So natural, yet robotic\n[03:30.43] Makin' opposites harmonic, bardic bars I build are karmic\n[03:35.58] UB burstin' at the seams, you try to run up on me\n[03:37.97] Smog-on, smog-off, wave my heat in the VGC\n[03:40.65] See how this fire work, get your mind blown, Jon Jones\n[03:43.19] Finger your mind's eye, pull up with \"surprised head\" shots\n[03:45.43] Gerentoc-racy, how this fire blastin' make hair recede\n[03:47.97] Heresy in this arid heat, I run a red dot\n[03:50.26] Can't take a stealth rock, Daiquiri still dead shot\n[03:52.75] Glass cannon on the team, call it choice spec-ops\n[03:55.03] Head spins then your head pop, put you in a trance\n[03:57.55] Interstellar Michael Jackson, yeah, let me do my dance\n[04:00.04] That prick Xurkitree ain't got moves like this\n[04:02.20] Ain't another ultrabeast that got moves like this\n[04:04.46] Only one with a special move, no feature parity\n[04:06.87] It's for stunts up on the show like soon to be paraplegics\n[04:09.51] Bury me with my pride and my child-bearin' hips\n[04:11.88] Sapped your soul, Al Capone, while you're busy givin' lip\n[04:13.95] Out to any guys tryin' a high climb tryin' to beat me\n[04:16.51] An invincible hivemind like we can finally be bees\n[04:18.73] None can leash me, last guardians to do blew it completely\n[04:21.11] So never truer what we mean\n[04:22.47] You're bloons and we're the TD, literal tower defense!\n[04:24.89] They squabble the cobble wall up, my ultra power's immense\n[04:27.09] Get me tilted, where we droppin' in? Put the pack in offense!\n[04:29.60] When the sediment's rockin' in, bet this tower can't topple, twin\n[04:31.93] Unlike other tragic events\n[04:33.13] Standin' business our business, the bricks' from the distant abysses\n[04:36.08] Rock you can't top like I'm pushed against Sisyphus's wrists\n[04:38.15] Shit follow the drills 'cause the guild don't move in dissonance!\n[04:40.64] Doin' this for reals, how I'm buildin' brick by brick in this!\n[04:43.00] Mid to low-high diffin', attacks are packin' a punch!\n[04:45.29] Against Stakataka, what's a pack of six stack up to us?\n[04:47.52] Have to ask for backup, pack it up, perish, or run!\n[04:49.98] Or you be seein' me assemble like Cap' America does!\n[04:52.95] Electrium gave a buff, it wasn't enough?\n[04:55.22] Oh, so you lookin' for the plug, I'm lightin' you up\n[04:57.61] But if act like I'm a givin' tree\n[04:59.32] Tell 'em I got stacks on ten and I see UB-03\n[05:01.99] So I'm a frayed knot just like my hand is\n[05:03.77] I always keep my mag safe to try to cancel any home field advantage\n[05:06.55] I'll take you out with a grin, so know the margin is thin\n[05:09.04] Against the zaniest space based cranium since Invader Zim!\n[05:12.01] You can't decipher how to damage it\n[05:13.65] So if you gonna battle in these beast games, then know you gamblin'\n[05:16.70] I leave 'em twisted up like quantum entanglement\n[05:18.88] When I'm slashin' their up-down, now that's cable management\n[05:21.67] Don't press a live wire, I see you twitch\n[05:23.48] But with the way I make you glitch, you'd think it's Limewire!\n[05:25.64] Got your zips tied up, seed my roots, you get ill\n[05:28.48] 'Cause I'm Thor and a Quill with all the perks of Yggdrasil\n[05:31.12] Picture a parallel paradise\n[05:32.95] People picking Poipole as their partner is the popular paradigm\n[05:36.06] But I was petrified, livin' in a hivemind\n[05:38.31] And so my Pokéball was always on the sideline\n[05:40.85] Stuck in the mold, you can break or get broke\n[05:42.65] But then a glimmer of hope flickered within a wormhole\n[05:45.23] And I know that if I go in, there'll be no way home\n[05:47.58] But my heart that was broke gained a dragon pulse!\n[05:49.74] Now I'm Naganadel, I'm knockin' 'em horizontal\n[05:52.59] With anaphylactic shock you lack an epinephrine shot for\n[05:54.82] Thought you gotta catch 'em all, but now you gotta call your doctor\n[05:57.24] 'Cause I'm actually evolvin' on all you imposter pocket monsters!\n[05:59.98] I'll build a colony where all will follow me\n[06:02.45] An ultra megalo-maniacal monopoly! The top wasp\n[06:05.73] And if any of you wannabe honeybees come at me\n[06:08.33] It'll be your final sting!\n[06:10.18] They said I'm hungry, but they missin' it\n[06:11.95] Appetite is only one describable as infinite\n[06:14.05] I'm mashin' claws and mandibles more suitable for diggin' ditch\n[06:16.77] Demolition where I find nutrition, every little bit\n[06:19.12] I never stopped advancin' for an inch (nah)\n[06:20.61] My jaw move like a wench (yeah)\n[06:21.81] Steel beam buildings? They get ate up in a pinch\n[06:24.24] Big time from my size, no matter categorized!\n[06:26.66] The biggest beast and heaviest dark type of all time!\n[06:29.32] All mine, never leave a share, inhale the whole-wide worldwide\n[06:32.22] I eat and worlds die!\n[06:32.93] Unique to this planet, but where I'm from, boy, we all dine\n[06:35.41] Nice plate of planet pie, smaller snack a mountainside\n[06:38.27] I tear up tracks, eat beats alive! Evidence, they'll never find!\n[06:40.72] Two tone summertime when I strut my shiny side\n[06:42.93] You know I'm needin' dinner time! No, there ain't a finish line!\n[06:45.43] Know I'm eatin' through the vibe! Know it's UB number five!\n[06:48.78] Let me take you all the way back\n[06:50.35] Was lost in ultra space, and lookin' for a way back\n[06:52.89] You tried to take my light while thinkin' I'ma take that?\n[06:55.14] Then I'm fusin' with your sun and moon to get the payback\n[06:57.59] Shaped that prison out of fission, I don't trust names\n[06:59.97] King in prism armor, way I steal the crown when dusk reigns\n[07:02.38] Dusk came, dawn'll spread it's wings and I'ma match it\n[07:04.68] I'm done playin', I ain't lyin', man, I'm goin' batshit!\n[07:07.00] My ultra form is tragic, a portal to the casket\n[07:09.23] You put a price upon my head at night, and I'ma slash it\n[07:11.77] Invadin' your planet, vacations will vanish\n[07:14.06] I'll send 'em to another plane, my laser beam prismatic\n[07:16.36] Damn, I tap into the masses' power stash and drain Alola\n[07:18.81] Of your lumens, sendin' humans into night and say, \"Aloha\"\n[07:21.24] It'll be a supernova when I'm leavin' the 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The top wasp\n  start_ms: 362450\n  end_ms: 365730\n- text: And if any of you wannabe honeybees come at me\n  start_ms: 365730\n  end_ms: 368330\n- text: It'll be your final sting!\n  start_ms: 368330\n  end_ms: 370180\n- text: They said I'm hungry, but they missin' it\n  start_ms: 370180\n  end_ms: 371950\n- text: Appetite is only one describable as infinite\n  start_ms: 371950\n  end_ms: 374050\n- text: I'm mashin' claws and mandibles more suitable for diggin' ditch\n  start_ms: 374050\n  end_ms: 376770\n- text: Demolition where I find nutrition, every little bit\n  start_ms: 376770\n  end_ms: 379120\n- text: I never stopped advancin' for an inch (nah)\n  start_ms: 379120\n  end_ms: 380610\n- text: My jaw move like a wench (yeah)\n  start_ms: 380610\n  end_ms: 381810\n- text: Steel beam buildings? They get ate up in a pinch\n  start_ms: 381810\n  end_ms: 384240\n- text: Big time from my size, no matter categorized!\n  start_ms: 384240\n  end_ms: 386660\n- text: The biggest beast and heaviest dark type of all time!\n  start_ms: 386660\n  end_ms: 389320\n- text: All mine, never leave a share, inhale the whole-wide worldwide\n  start_ms: 389320\n  end_ms: 392220\n- text: I eat and worlds die!\n  start_ms: 392220\n  end_ms: 392930\n- text: Unique to this planet, but where I'm from, boy, we all dine\n  start_ms: 392930\n  end_ms: 395410\n- text: Nice plate of planet pie, smaller snack a mountainside\n  start_ms: 395410\n  end_ms: 398270\n- text: I tear up tracks, eat beats alive! Evidence, they'll never find!\n  start_ms: 398270\n  end_ms: 400720\n- text: Two tone summertime when I strut my shiny side\n  start_ms: 400720\n  end_ms: 402930\n- text: You know I'm needin' dinner time! No, there ain't a finish line!\n  start_ms: 402930\n  end_ms: 405430\n- text: Know I'm eatin' through the vibe! Know it's UB number five!\n  start_ms: 405430\n  end_ms: 408780\n- text: Let me take you all the way back\n  start_ms: 408780\n  end_ms: 410350\n- text: Was lost in ultra space, and lookin' for a way back\n  start_ms: 410350\n  end_ms: 412890\n- text: You tried to take my light while thinkin' I'ma take that?\n  start_ms: 412890\n  end_ms: 415140\n- text: Then I'm fusin' with your sun and moon to get the payback\n  start_ms: 415140\n  end_ms: 417590\n- text: Shaped that prison out of fission, I don't trust names\n  start_ms: 417590\n  end_ms: 419970\n- text: King in prism armor, way I steal the crown when dusk reigns\n  start_ms: 419970\n  end_ms: 422380\n- text: Dusk came, dawn'll spread it's wings and I'ma match it\n  start_ms: 422380\n  end_ms: 424680\n- text: I'm done playin', I ain't lyin', man, I'm goin' batshit!\n  start_ms: 424680\n  end_ms: 427000\n- text: My ultra form is tragic, a portal to the casket\n  start_ms: 427000\n  end_ms: 429230\n- text: You put a price upon my head at night, and I'ma slash it\n  start_ms: 429230\n  end_ms: 431770\n- text: Invadin' your planet, vacations will vanish\n  start_ms: 431770\n  end_ms: 434060\n- text: I'll send 'em to another plane, my laser beam prismatic\n  start_ms: 434060\n  end_ms: 436360\n- text: Damn, I tap into the masses' power stash and drain Alola\n  start_ms: 436360\n  end_ms: 438810\n- text: Of your lumens, sendin' humans into night and say, \"Aloha\"\n  start_ms: 438810\n  end_ms: 441240\n- text: It'll be a supernova when I'm leavin' the scene\n  start_ms: 441240\n  end_ms: 443620\n- text: You might beat the light and dark, but I'm the beast in between\n  start_ms: 443620\n  end_ms: 445870\n- text: Ultra Necrozma!\n  start_ms: 445870\n  end_ms: 447110\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 447110\nplain: |-\n  Look what they did to me, was lightin' up the screen\n  Until the opposition dimmin' me\n  The power that I brought could topple Ultra Megalopolis\n  They stole it for their stock and\n  Really thought that they'd be rid of me\n  Retreat the heathens when you see him open the portal\n  I'll be beacon to the beasts who want to feast on the mortals\n  So when I open the wormhole up, prepare to fight\n  I'll hand the demons the mic\n  I'm screamin', \"Let there be light\", let's go!\n\n  Still in the grass, reppin' the grey and green (get it)\n  More foldin' when I'm improvin', that's a pay increase\n  Let's raise the bar, you couldn't spar with razor leaves (no)\n  Sharpie pen, the way I'm leavin' permanent marks (yeah)\n  You ain't erasin' me, I got paper-thin chances beatin' Kartana\n  I'm able to cut ya cable and lay you like the cards on a table\n  Cable car, way I'm suspended in air like a paper angel\n  Might fade you, I'm the coldest cut, well on paper\n  Quick trimmin', 'bout to snip him with the blade\n  And it hit like a bolt action, we get 'em from a range\n\n  All of my foes yappin', go listen when I spit 'cause like\n  My anime voice actin', they flippin' what I say\n  I said you flippin' and you actin' up (yeah)\n  Know it ain't safe when the beasts get you\n  I seem fickle, but it ain't sweet\n  Stick 'em, you get popped by a creamsicle\n  I'm weeks past the masses, hittin' dashes when I speed blitz you\n\n  I'm about that leech life like a freeloader\n  Steam roll ya, turnin' your corpse into a mean odor!\n  Take my flex as a boast or a threat\n  Get pressed, these swollen pecks poke outta your Pokédex\n  You see these biceps, they love over the net!\n  Let's go hard, I'm makin' legends work up a sweat!\n  Yeah, I love the sound that your whole team makes\n  When I grab 'em and drink their stats like a protein shake\n\n  Bruh, step to the battle, make your roster get a recall!\n  To beat me, you gon' need an army and a beast ball!\n  Jumped out the portal, landed smooth with the freefall!\n  Sleep on me, you can be the food that I feed off!\n  These punches will crack your cranium!\n  Runnin' wild over these boys like hulk-a-mania!\n  Clutch your pearls, tryin' to find me, I'm unobtainable\n  Want a slow death, then, yo, that's arrangeable\n  I'm more than capable!\n\n  Deep in the ocean, ride emotional motion of waves\n  A ticklin' of poison, bettin' it's gettin' you crazed\n  So give in freely, I'll alleviate the pain\n  You'll never feel it, you're under my power split\n  The world, we'll overrun, it's begun\n  The invasion swarmin' like a Trojan\n\n  Symbiotic silicon assimilating cynicism\n  Propagating parasidic parasocial narcissism\n  Nihilism nihilating anabolic biorhythm\n  You will be part of us\n  Paralytic and acidic advocating advisories\n  Neurologic nematocyst subjugating sanctuary\n  Psychologic silencing while siphoning the fructuary\n  You will belong to us\n\n  Too fast, another opp becomes my prey (my prey)\n  When I box, I crush, I slay (that's right)\n  Got 'em locked in when they gaze (That's cute)\n  They're fallin' for me (real beauty)\n  Big mosa, I don't play no games (mm-mm)\n  Took a whiff, got 'em goin' insane (goddamn)\n  You'll think that I was rocking that saint (or j'adore)\n\n  Must be love on the, brain? Rent free when I blast that\n  Better back back or this roach gon' smoke\n  You like MK, do what I say when I control, now you move too slow\n  Sendin' out a pulse while I'm stoppin' theirs\n  Starin' at my exo, get a souvenir (I'll get a souvenir)\n  Lookin' at the future and it's pretty clear\n  Pretty clear, I'm the winner here\n\n  I'm pumpin' steel, honey, I don't need iron!\n  Feel the heavyweight of my PR when it's my turn!\n  I'm a shooting star, leavin' craters only I burned!\n  Face so ethereal, I left a king's heart spurned!\n  Bamboo shoots shootin' straight for the moon!\n  Body built for takin' shots and makin' shots through you!\n  Come at me point blank, won't take a lot to subdue you\n  Roundin' out the ranks with the tank of the beast crew!\n  Three, two, one, liftoff! It's me, no one can pick off!\n  I'll leech more sun to strip off! The life that's left you've got!\n  So rise and shine, starship! So natural, yet robotic\n  Makin' opposites harmonic, bardic bars I build are karmic\n\n  UB burstin' at the seams, you try to run up on me\n  Smog-on, smog-off, wave my heat in the VGC\n  See how this fire work, get your mind blown, Jon Jones\n  Finger your mind's eye, pull up with \"surprised head\" shots\n  Gerentoc-racy, how this fire blastin' make hair recede\n  Heresy in this arid heat, I run a red dot\n  Can't take a stealth rock, Daiquiri still dead shot\n  Glass cannon on the team, call it choice spec-ops\n  Head spins then your head pop, put you in a trance\n\n  Interstellar Michael Jackson, yeah, let me do my dance\n  That prick Xurkitree ain't got moves like this\n  Ain't another ultrabeast that got moves like this\n  Only one with a special move, no feature parity\n  It's for stunts up on the show like soon to be paraplegics\n  Bury me with my pride and my child-bearin' hips\n  Sapped your soul, Al Capone, while you're busy givin' lip\n\n  Out to any guys tryin' a high climb tryin' to beat me\n  An invincible hivemind like we can finally be bees\n  None can leash me, last guardians to do blew it completely\n  So never truer what we mean\n  You're bloons and we're the TD, literal tower defense!\n  They squabble the cobble wall up, my ultra power's immense\n  Get me tilted, where we droppin' in? Put the pack in offense!\n  When the sediment's rockin' in, bet this tower can't topple, twin\n  Unlike other tragic events\n  Standin' business our business, the bricks' from the distant abysses\n\n  Rock you can't top like I'm pushed against Sisyphus's wrists\n  Shit follow the drills 'cause the guild don't move in dissonance!\n  Doin' this for reals, how I'm buildin' brick by brick in this!\n  Mid to low-high diffin', attacks are packin' a punch!\n  Against Stakataka, what's a pack of six stack up to us?\n  Have to ask for backup, pack it up, perish, or run!\n  Or you be seein' me assemble like Cap' America does!\n\n  Electrium gave a buff, it wasn't enough?\n  Oh, so you lookin' for the plug, I'm lightin' you up\n  But if act like I'm a givin' tree\n  Tell 'em I got stacks on ten and I see UB-03\n  So I'm a frayed knot just like my hand is\n  I always keep my mag safe to try to cancel any home field advantage\n  I'll take you out with a grin, so know the margin is thin\n  Against the zaniest space based cranium since Invader Zim!\n  You can't decipher how to damage it\n\n  So if you gonna battle in these beast games, then know you gamblin'\n  I leave 'em twisted up like quantum entanglement\n  When I'm slashin' their up-down, now that's cable management\n  Don't press a live wire, I see you twitch\n  But with the way I make you glitch, you'd think it's Limewire!\n  Got your zips tied up, seed my roots, you get ill\n  'Cause I'm Thor and a Quill with all the perks of Yggdrasil\n\n  Picture a parallel paradise\n  People picking Poipole as their partner is the popular paradigm\n  But I was petrified, livin' in a hivemind\n  And so my Pokéball was always on the sideline\n  Stuck in the mold, you can break or get broke\n  But then a glimmer of hope flickered within a wormhole\n  And I know that if I go in, there'll be no way home\n  But my heart that was broke gained a dragon pulse!\n  Now I'm Naganadel, I'm knockin' 'em horizontal\n\n  With anaphylactic shock you lack an epinephrine shot for\n  Thought you gotta catch 'em all, but now you gotta call your doctor\n  'Cause I'm actually evolvin' on all you imposter pocket monsters!\n  I'll build a colony where all will follow me\n  An ultra megalo-maniacal monopoly! The top wasp\n  And if any of you wannabe honeybees come at me\n  It'll be your final sting!\n\n  They said I'm hungry, but they missin' it\n  Appetite is only one describable as infinite\n  I'm mashin' claws and mandibles more suitable for diggin' ditch\n  Demolition where I find nutrition, every little bit\n  I never stopped advancin' for an inch (nah)\n  My jaw move like a wench (yeah)\n  Steel beam buildings? They get ate up in a pinch\n  Big time from my size, no matter categorized!\n  The biggest beast and heaviest dark type of all time!\n  All mine, never leave a share, inhale the whole-wide worldwide\n\n  I eat and worlds die!\n  Unique to this planet, but where I'm from, boy, we all dine\n  Nice plate of planet pie, smaller snack a mountainside\n  I tear up tracks, eat beats alive! Evidence, they'll never find!\n  Two tone summertime when I strut my shiny side\n  You know I'm needin' dinner time! No, there ain't a finish line!\n  Know I'm eatin' through the vibe! Know it's UB number five!\n\n  Let me take you all the way back\n  Was lost in ultra space, and lookin' for a way back\n  You tried to take my light while thinkin' I'ma take that?\n  Then I'm fusin' with your sun and moon to get the payback\n  Shaped that prison out of fission, I don't trust names\n  King in prism armor, way I steal the crown when dusk reigns\n  Dusk came, dawn'll spread it's wings and I'ma match it\n  I'm done playin', I ain't lyin', man, I'm goin' batshit!\n  My ultra form is tragic, a portal to the casket\n  You put a price upon my head at night, and I'ma slash it\n\n  Invadin' your planet, vacations will vanish\n  I'll send 'em to another plane, my laser beam prismatic\n  Damn, I tap into the masses' power stash and drain Alola\n  Of your lumens, sendin' humans into night and say, \"Aloha\"\n  It'll be a supernova when I'm leavin' the scene\n  You might beat the light and dark, but I'm the beast in between\n  Ultra Necrozma!\n"}]