Ryota Mitarai vs. Roy ft. DarkHasayoVA & GridLine Studios Lyrics

Ever since I was a child, I loved animation

I wanted to use it to give hope to all in my nation

And now the latest distraction to appear at my station

Is some meth head elder Bert and Ernie abomination?

I will not be sated til this fraud is dominated

He looks like Gumball was made with acid, clay and snotty crayons

I don't need Mikan's abrasive aid to slay the doll I'm facing

What can you even say when half your props are copy pasted

I put heart and dedication into all the plots I'm making

You can leave to rot away with the son that you thought you're saving

Looking green with envy at my work as you stand, watching, waiting

I gotta say it, I think you know your work's not creative

This sham thinks he has the upper hand?

I'll simply wrap you up inside my verse... how's that for a Pun-ish land?

Wrecking a perfectionist, get a grip with a pen and print

Your letters quick, you're not impressing anyone with your sketches, kid

Your WIPS, I wouldn't even wipe my ass with, it's so tragic

I thought he'd have his shackles on with how talentless he spits!

My son's a silly boy, he lets his mind wander

You let your parents cry, sinking all time in anime

But now they only thing that you're sinking in is my water

It isn't a dream, this is despair that you can't escape

Ran to aid Ms. Enoshima, I'm the only friend my son could need

I guess I can see what Junko reached for; our classes heed what we teach

She used anime as a tool to enrage and trigger the student body

Then you couldn't face it, you hid in the shade of a bigger student's body

That imposter let me stay home so I can keep animating!

Monster! This Grouchy menace should stay in the can, the same as

Oscar! You're not getting any praise for the spam you're making!

Father? You'll never be that, no matter what the day is!

This chicken never had authority to teach him a lesson

Ring up Teruteru to cook another bird to perfection

Your story's a deranged mess of geeks and key phrases

That you couldn't erase, no matter how you keyframe it

Ultimate animator, he told a sham he hates her

Yet still obeyed her, awakened even after her fatal

Ultimate Punishment breaks her. You think you're something greater?

Then go ahead and say words, if you don't run away first.

I suppose your hidden action is you cannot write...

But being bland is just a part of your whole branding, right?

Another plushie toughie wants to try and shut me up

But I won't make the same mistake, I-I'm going to stand and fight!

Let me make unlike your final episode and explain

You'll be flatter than game graphics; stomping you to the x-plane

There won't be a next frame, this is your last scene, see?

I'd kill myself too if I saw your broadcast on TV!

I'm changing the calendar on Roy's Big Day

A brat like Monaca, but I'll put these toys away

Then I can Hope and pray, after your simulation, we'll go unscathed

As this absentee upholds his status quo; and stays cloaked in shade