Fubalous:
Tyrannosaurus Death, you’ll regret that yo' showin up
Imma make you outta breath, make you sweat, while yer throwin' up
Yo, never try to mess with us, aggression is proposterous
And all I wanna do is make a fool outta you and make you write a giant book about how cool we is
Papa:
Imma ready for ya T. Death, ready for ya now
Ain't nobody’s gonna come to town and try to put me down
Ya think ya gonna beat me, you can bite and eat me
My family is here now and we align completely
Royal:
I used to run, I used to hide
No one knows who I am inside
When I crochet, I find a way
To calm my nerves so I’m not angaray
Doug:
My whole wide world is falling apart
I’m torn between following my gut or my heart
I’ll start to rearrange my brain thoughts and make them make sense
Oh crap I think I’m think I’m ‘bout to crash into that white picket fence
Royal:
Now’s the time, to work my mind
And use my skills to write a perfect rhyme
And build a song where we belong
All together we can right the wrong
My cat’s meow will teach us how
To stand up strong and keep our feet on the ground
Fubalous:
Papa’s freestylin' all ova the play station
Gettin' in their grills getting over animated
They tryin ta make a threat, and deliver a death wish
You can tell the Death Death that weez about to crush this
Fubalous + Royal:
Place…and tear ya up to itty bits
Hey...your face smells like kitty pits
Yo...you touch my crew I’ll squish you
Know...if you try to speak we’ll dis you
Children’s Choir:
We must be one, and join the fight
We unify as we unite