Lyrics:
So Rick Astley went straight to the radio station
The very next day: Hey Fab, gonna make you die!
Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed (Say goodbye!)
Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assuming I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you? I'm superhuman
Innovative and I'm made of rubber
So that anything you say is ricocheting off of me
And it'll glue to you
And I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
How to give a rickrollin' audience a feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating
Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music, you make elevator music
Oh, he's too mainstream
Well, that's what they do when they get jealous
They confuse it
It's not rick roll, it's pop
Cause I found a hella way to fuse it with rock
Shock rap with Doc
Throw on Cry for Help and make 'em give up
I don't know how to troll people like that
I don't know what links to use
Let me know when it occurs to you
While I'm ripping any one of these verses
That versus you, it's curtains
I'm inadvertently hurting you
How many verses I gotta murder to
Prove that if you were half as nice your songs
You could sacrifice virgins too

Rap God FLP by SouljaSilverQuaker

this is pure crap btw sentence mixing rap is impossible So Rick Astley went straight to the radio station The very next day: Hey Fab, gonna make you die! Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed (Say goodbye!) Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assuming I'm a human What I gotta do to get it through to you?