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(Boyfriend)

Wooow, your family’s private jet rocks!

Even the seats are comfy!

(Girlfriend)

The comfiest!

Mom picked ‘em out personally.

(Mommy Mearest)

What can I say?

Mother knows best.

(Daddy Dearest)

And I painted the plane.

(Boyfriend)

Never would’ve guessed.

Where are we headed, anyway?

(Mommy Mearest)

We figured we’d invite

you both to our favorite Spa!

It’s the only one that knows

How to treat demon skin!

(Daddy Dearest)

In fact, we’re almost there!

(Boyfriend)

Huh?

But we’re flyin’ over the

middle of nowhere!

(Henchmen)

GOIN’ DOWN.

(Daddy Dearest)

Ah, here we go.

(Boyfriend)

AAAUGH! WHAT THAT PILOT DOING?

WE’RE GONNA CRASH!

(Daddy Dearest)

Just sit tight and enjoy the ride,

And all my er,

Your troubles’ll soon be over.

(Boyfriend)

Forget that!

C’mon The Girlfriend,

we gotta get outta here!

(Girlfriend)

Huh?!

(Boyfriend)

Quick! Open your parachute!

Now for mine!

AAAAAUGH!

EEEUGH….

Chck Chck

(Tankman)

Hey, this is a warzone!

Babies not allowed!

Wait, we’re on .

Larger, uglier babies allowed!

Dig that stereo, though.

Bet movies would sound great on it.

And that mic…

You a singer or somethin’?

(Boyfriend)

Singing is literally my entire life.

(Tankman)

And what do you do?

(Girlfriend)

I move my head to the beat!

(Tankman)

Sounds reeal helpful.

Y’know, normally, We’d just

Kill you for intruding, but…

What the hell,

It's been a boring day...

LET'S SEE WHAT YOU GOT!

Better sing real pretty, bud!

I could crush your bodies

just like bugs!

But then there'd be so much blood!

Cleaning up would be…

UGH…

(Boyfriend)

No need to get so intense!

Neither of us wanted to drop by!

Doesn't really make much sense

Sentencing us to die!

(Tankman)

Honestly,

it’s soundin’ pretty tempting,

Don’t know if I wanna hear

That cringe Elmo voice

Singin’ back for si minutes,

If your rhymes ain't fire,

Your toast! That clear?

(Boyfriend)

If sick burns

Are really what you're after

You've held up the perfect team!

I spent years perfecting my craft,

While you Tankmen goofed off,

Couldn't even make the Marines!

(Tankman)

Raggin on the tank?

Not that wise a start,

When it’s aimed your way!

Man, you got some cojones!

I hope you’re not a one trick pony!

(Boyfriend)

You have no idea

What I’ve gotten through!

You might sing real tough,

But I’ve outperformed tougher than you!

(Tankman)

You think you’re tough?

Bout time you learned!

Real men ain’t fazed by

Crappy Kidz Bop burns!

Try not sucking on your ne t turn!

(Boyfriend)

Just warming up!

Can’t do my worst

Til I learn how

I can hit you where it hurts!

(Tankman)

Let me show you how it’s done!

Don’t know why you’re lookin’

So damn smug

when you’re standin’

Four foot one

Bet you’re short there too…

UGH...

(Boyfriend)

Gonna hit beneath the belt

Tradin’ inappropriate zingers?

I bet all you’ve ever felt’s

Your own Salad Fingers!

(Tankman)

I got standards, man!

Take a look at yours! ,

(UGH…)

Dating a teen

With the brains of a door

While I rule the Tankmen

Patrolling this wasteland

Bein’ awesome, conquering every war!

(Boyfriend)

Don’t insult Girlfriend!

She’s the world to me!

When I kiss her,

No thoughts, head empty

You raise your turret

To blow grunts away

Cos you can’t have

What comes to us naturally!

(Tankman)

If I give up, my whole team’ll perish!

They need me to lead the rush!

True bonds shared by men

Hold up far stronger than

Two dumb hormonal

Teenagers with a crush!

(Boyfriend)

We’ve survived a creepy lemon monster

And eachothers’ bad decisions

And, even though

It might make our lives tougher,

We’re together, drop your derision, man!

(Tankman)

That’s real cute, but cute stuff’s lame!

Makes me wanna block it

With earplugs

Up the rating on this game!

These verses have been…

UGH...

(Boyfriend)

You just can’t admit I won!

Can’t split us apart

With those weak threats!

Keep on wavin’ round those guns

I ain’t goin’ down yet!

(Tankman)

Hah!

Pretty tight bars for a

little dude who's simping over an

Ugly, boring, little teenager

that wears her mom's clothes!

But bars can only get ya so far.

When funny rapping fails....

Chck Chck

That’s what these babies are for.

(Boyfriend)

Whoa maybe actually

don't wave that around?

(Tankman)

Rela , the safety’s on!

BANG

...now.

(Boyfriend)

Please put that away

while we're singing.

(Tankman)

Fine…

But you really oughta understand

why guns get my turret risin'.

Consider this basic training...

If you live long enough to join us.

Now the most important thing

about guns is have one!

Never give it up, soldier!

the second most important thing

is proper handling and marksmanship,

but that's a bit advanced

for you right now,

so let's just sing about ‘em instead.

On the field, it’s a bitter,

cold and brutal warzone!

Things’ll turn out bad

if you’re left defenseless, buddy!

(Boyfriend)

Nerves are steeled!

Did you really think

I’d leave myself prone

when my girlfriend’s dad

has a target painted on me?

(Tankman)

Ah! So you’ve got

a devoted captain huntin’ you too?

Tryin’ real hard to

sink your hopes of

gettin’ funky

all night long with your date?

(Boyfriend)

Yeah…but I just

hold him back with rappin,

wouldn’t do much

good shooting up the

guy who keeps my

girlfriend housed and

kept in good funkin’ shape!

(Tankman)

Hey, ya know, don’t

gotta shoot him down

there’s more than one way

you can win the battle!

(Boyfriend)

What? No way!

(Tankman)

Snipers strike fear

with a single round

aimed where the sun don’t shine

and leave ‘em all rattled!

(Boyfriend)

Shooting him there

would just be unsightly

he’d be madder than he is already!

Even if it would affect him slightly,

wouldn’t be able to

keep my aim steady!

(Tankman)

That’s why you

gotta learn bout usin guns!

Who knows when you’ll need to fire?

And if you’re gonna

learn how to fire one

might as well wear the proper attire!

(Boyfriend)

Think I’ll pass, pal!

Haven’t faced anything

I couldn’t overcome

singing til things worked out nicely!

Opening fire sounds

reckless and dumb

and assault gear’s really pricey!

(Tankman)

That’s the fun part of

fighting in this war!

Nothing else left

to spend our cash on!

Loaded with weapons,

armor, food and more!

Everybody gets a ration!

(Boyfriend)

Got it now!

You care lots about your team!

Want ‘em to be

safe and sound, clearly!

Ready to fight, a

well oiled machine

that’s why you love

guns so dearly!

(Tankman)

Are you callin’ me a softie?

Those guys are just cannon fodder!

If I let them all die,

no one would cover me!

Otherwise, why would I bother?

(Boyfriend)

But doesn’t that

mean that somewhere

in your heart past

pain and panic

much as you might deny,

hidden, deep down in there

there’s a passion that’s Titanic

(Tankman)

Heh, you got me there!

Love the whole second half

of that movie, it’s thrilling!

‘specifically the part where

the iceberg hits the ship and

there’s hundreds of onscreen killings!

Shame a few of the lifeboats

manage to steer away

and save the snobs fleein’

always wondered

what it’d be like

if I willed myself

there to intervene…

(Boyfriend)

Wait a second, what?

We were just talkin about

emotions and duty

thought we were gonna

have a breakthrough

now you’re just talking

about a movie?

Why don’t we

just step back and try this again

cos I know

You’re more than a gun!

Even if

you don’t care ‘bout most ‘of em,

bet you’re still

lookin out for someone!

(Tankman)

Stop tryin’ to be my therapist!

Anyway, where was I? Oh right!

I’d set up a big iceberg tank and

shoot down fleeing

lifeboats all night!

And it would fire smaller icebergs

that make the boats sink,

drown out their screamin’

then I’d go back home,

eat some food and

think up more strategies

while I’m dreamin!

(Boyfriend)

How does that connect to anything?

You’re goin’ the wrong direction!

This part was gonna be the clima ,

with a meaningful connection!

I gave you such a perfect setup

to make your love of guns

mean somethin’ more!

But you tossed it away to

give movies that were just fine

e tra deaths and war!

(Tankman)

Told ya, kid, I’m fine,

soundin’ like a creep

coulda learned to shoot things,

but you kept debating!

If you were smart,

you’d have gone

“beep boop beep

that’d be funny,

instead of grating!

But don’t worry,

you’ll learn a bunch real fast

face so full of lead,

you’ll need a mask

you’ll look like Darkman,

from your head to hips!

Just try kissin’

your girl without lips!

(Boyfriend)

Wait up! Hold your fire!

Got me thinkin’

movies are how you’re

speakin’ your thoughts through!

Like the titanic,

your life is sinkin’

and you don’t want

anyone to save you!

So you hold it in,

shooting folks to bits

who might make you

ree amine it

leave them terrified,

focused on their pain

so nobody

bugs you ‘bout your brain!

(Tankman)

Kid, that’s…

Totally wrong! Hahahaha!

(Steve)

Hey, maybe this kid would suck less

If you told him your

Actual problem, sir!

(Tankman)

God funking damn it Steve

I just wanted to rap about

Guns and Movies.

But this twerp had to make

everything all emotional

and metaphorical

and “advertiser friendly .

Well, let's see how emotional

you are once we

waste your girlfriend!

Men, prepare to fire!

Chck Chck

Any last words?

(Girlfriend)

Up.

(Steve and Tankmen 1)

Huh? Up?

UAAAAHHH!

(Girlfriend)

Down.

(Steve and Tankmen 1)

UGH!

(Girlfriend)

Left.

(Steve and Tankmen 1)

AAAAHHHH!

(Girlfriend)

Right.

(Steve and Tankmen 1)

WHOOOOAAAAA!

(Girlfriend)

Whew…That’s how you do it...

(Boyfriend)

What is happening and

Why is it hot.

(Tankman)

Oh no, two men down.

I only have

500,000,000 more.

Everyone else, prepare to fire!

Chck Chck

(Girlfriend)

Uh Oh...

(Boyfriend)

Gotcha!

Yo, Pico! What’re you doin’ here?

(Pico)

Savin’ Your Bacon.

And, uh, I’m contractually

Obligated to save hers.

(Tankman)

Hey, great idea.

Send the ginger with PTSD

into a warzone where he can

watch everyone he cares about

die all over again!

(Steve)

Sir! I’m okay sir AUGH!

(Tankman)

STEVE!

Allright, that’s it.

LET’S ROCK, YA LITTLE RUNTS!

record scratch

...Oh Funk Off, .

Go on, slaughter men like cattle

with your merc

it doesn’t mean squat!

This is your first big boy battle,

you’re about to lose a whole lot!

(Boyfriend)

Didn’t count on Pico bustin’ caps

but hey, I’m glad he made it!

Even up the playing field to

rap so hard your pride gets faded!

(Tankman)

Think you got the

rhymes to claim a victory?

You might think your lines are

pretty hard but no one here

gets hard as me!

(Boyfriend)

Man, you’re history!

Guess you haven’t noticed

this fight’s two on one!

Got my girlfriend

right here in my arms

(Boyfriend and Girlfriend)

Give up, man, we can’t be outdone!

(Girlfriend)

Dirty jokes can’t beat a duet!

(Tankman)

Wow, you’re singing

lines together

what a game changer,

twice the chance to fail!

(Boyfriend)

We’re in sync,

c’mon, do better,

all of your burns are

gettin’ really stale!

(Girlfriend)

Ain’t seen nothin’ yet!

(Tankman)

Are we actually

gonna fight right now?

Not even tryin’,

this ain’t worth my best!

Won fights before,

(Boyfriend)

C’mon, take your

best shot right now

Me and my

girlfriend can pass any test!

(Tankman)

but can you win the war?

You don’t understand the kind of

stress this army job will give ya!

Another day, another death,

and ya wonder who’s

gonna outlive ya!

(Boyfriend)

Just tryin’ to date The Girlfriend’s

deadlier than all your lackeys

the second I think

I can breathe again,

someone with a grudge

attacks me!

(Tankman)

They’re not the ones

that I worry ‘bout

it’s the enemy fighters on my tail

one by one,

they could wipe us all out

leaving nothing but a blood trail!

(Boyfriend)

‘Least everyone

tryna off your crew

looks kinda the same,

easy to know

who’s a passerby and

who’s a threat to you

anyone could be my greatest foe...

(Tankman)

That’s the part that

makes me stress out

most of them are chill and tired

(Boyfriend)

Wait, what?

(Tankman)

but if just one troop

got left out from

our titanic based cease fire…

Yeah… yup… right… true… huh!

Pretty good!

(Boyfriend)

So you mean…

if one missed the

order out there

they’d still think that

you were fighting

any one of them anywhere

could, without warning,

strike like lighting?

(Boyfriend and Girlfriend)

Never a second of respite

prepared at all times to fight!

(Tankman)

Never a second

I don’t wanna shoot ‘em all

but then just like before

bye Titanic, hello Tank War…

(Boyfriend)

I’ll be real,

sounds like your life is misery

even when folks try to

take me out, we just sing,

they never jump me!

(Boyfriend and Girlfriend)

How can we help?

(Tankman)

There you go,

you unlocked my story

Doesn’t it make you feel dandy

sucking away on my

terror and lost glory

like a yummy piece of

rock hard candy?

(Boyfriend)

Isn’t there something

you could whip up

that would help make sure

everyone knows

you paused your war and

you don’t wanna slip up

so you get to chill for real

watchin’ your show?

(Tankman)

Oh, did you really think

that would help me?

I don’t trust any of

them to play fair!

I got their favorite half

of the movie!

Disc 1’s sitting right in

storage over there!

(Boyfriend)

Ever think your whole truce

might just slip

if all it takes to break is

one dumb disc

probly should build a way

stronger friendship

if you really wanna

drop the fighting risk

(Tankman)

And you lost me,

God, that’s so weak

(Boyfriend and Girlfriend)

Oh dear…seems clear…

(Tankman)

I’m not gonna

make amends like some soft freak!

The second they see

an easy mark,

they’ll set me up,

grab the disc once it gets dark!

(Tankman and Boyfriend)

Nothing to do, stuck in stalemate

keeping the worse half of the flick

just to placate

knowing if they had it again

ceasefire’s dead,

and so are a million Tankmen!

(Boyfriend)

Can’t give up now!

(Tankman)

Might as well just give up

You ain’t gonna solve this

all we did was dig up

my annoying crisis

(Boyfriend)

Gotta end with somethin!

Sittin’ out here stranded!

Think I’m gonna jump in

leave you empty handed?

Fi this somehow!

(Tankman)

Face it kid, you lost, no easy out

not all problems

compliment your singin’ clout!

(Boyfriend)

C’mon, think fast Boyfriend,

song is ending!

These things always

wrap with a befriending!

Week 7 With Lyrics by RecD - Lyrics & Covers