Information on the RapperEdit
That's right, roll out that red carpet
From the dopest demon duo
Sans the self-destructor
We'll send you flying, suckers!
Though you didn't murder Stimpy, still you'll face electrocution!
How you losers gonna school us when we run the institution?
But now this rap belongs to us
So get off our property!
We've mass-replicated specters more substantial than you bastards!
Just wait and meet our master!