Animation versus Anything
Tricky the Clown versus Springtrap (draw!)
Enter the Madness!
Get into Combat and I'll send you back to your tattered attraction!
(Raggedy rabbit) lookin' like Energizer's advertising for battery acid!
(You are invalid) murdering children 'cause you're a pathetic washed-up little Faz-been!
(Turn you to scrap) and there's no rebuilding yourself when I tear of a f-ton off Afton!
Somebody, clean up this Withered Brit! (Hank!)
Looking and smelling worse than Queen Elizabeth!
I'm making rackets with Wimbleton! (Hank!)
You're watching people swing racquets at Wimbledon!
Shoddy designer, just look at what those locks do
Only thing you've been building are law-suits
You got off Scott-free knowing you won't die
Pumped full of Remnant, talk about Pro-life!
Your creator built up a stuffed up wallet
And that moron used it to fund some f****d up causes!
Defended his actions because it's what God wanted!
I went and asked Jebus and he said "Fuck Scott Cawthon!"
When I said we needed "some wrappers"
I'm glad you'd still come
But dude, you won't believe it
We found one, a real one!
Greetings Doctor, I trust you're working hard
So why not set some time aside to build some f*****g arms!
You're acting like a Baby, throwing tantrums with no purpose
And you call yourself a clown? More like the entire Circus!
My killing spree is endless, I'm never out of options
Unlike your only weapon, I show no signs of stopping!
And yes, I target children, true
But I would never groom them, please!
Your fans are safer with me than in your communities!
You've done it now, you're screwed! I won't back down to you!
You don't kill clown, you fool! Step back as clown kills you!
(Mask off) how 'bout we dig into this
Jack-off with disses Halloween Edition?
'Cause Afton's a frickin' absentee and villain
Quit rapping and visit back to see your children!
(Passed off) parenting 'cause William had to be
Hidden acting as a businessman
Tragically, silly daddy saw his kids get attacked
By the same contraptions he was building
(While gone) I met with your wife
And we tend to get a bit quirky at night
I'm stuffing her birthday suit that ho is bad
Can't salvage your body so she throws it back!
Bad luck, now Sit n' Survive 'cause I got the Improbability Drive!
The devil is here and your soul's for the taking
Your hell begins now, so don't keep me waiting!
Your charade of a god has brought me far little terror
Compared to this jester pestering me with Audio Errors!
So either put back on that dumb mask, or lock up your sprung traps
You can try to burn me, but Tricky, I always come back
I suppose I should've guessed your rhymes would mean nothing
When this Flash-in-the-pan is only known from Friday Night Funkin'!
Lyrical serial killer, you're just a sniveling wimp
So this rabbit will leave you scooped up 'cause tricks are for kids
You know the power that you've harvested can't actively be harnessed
You're just tasked to be Auditor's distraction while he's watching
But now Afton's left you charred and body-bagged
So I'll be thought of as The Man Behind the Slaughter
Of the sham inside Nevada
