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You can read/sing this to whatever tune you want.
(Verse 1: Gang O' Fries)
Ready, brothers? It's time for another 'ponent to be served! We'll leave you sizzling like a tank that went boom after it swerved! Let us cook 'till we get crispy; you burnt the food after you lied! You couldn't keep your nation together after the French fried!
Been on Roblox for years, and we're still a best-seller! Everyone wants to buy us, even those like Helen Keller! Even with help from Uncle Sam, your country couldn't stay afloat! Us fry brothers always stick together– are you taking notes?
You got blood on your hands; the whole internet hates you! Not only that, you failed to be a real UN state too! You were crushed by the communist Ho Chi Minh, your leader couldn't pull a single bitch, not even a hoochie, man!
(Verse 2: South Vietnam)
I'm sorry, did you say you're fryin' me? Guess that's true. 'Cuz your awful raps will fry my brain 'til it melts into goo. I would sigh at your overly salty disses, but all my Saigon since you were soaked in melted swisses!
I don't need to Call to the Citizens to destroy you, 'cuz I can just wait and some little kid will soon devour you! You think people want fast food that's 250 'bux? Even communist munchies would be more deluxe!
(Verse 3: Gang O' Fries)
Our kind made it across Earth, even to the Soviets! You lost all your influence because of your associate! Your population couldn't learn the language of your colonizers! Your people were braindead— and it's not just because they're early risers!
Plus, look at your flag! What the heck's goin' on? Is that ketchup and mustard? That's the stuff put on my hog! Not only did your enemies find Easter Offensive, Your flag color palette's not barely intensive!
A 20 year long war? Your leader's not very slick! Wouldn't be surprised if soldiers got distracted by hot chicks! No matter how much your army would try to carpe diem, they failed miserably, and then the north carpe'd Diem!
(Verse 4: South Vietnam)
Nice try roasting my flag, but at least I gave it some swag. You can't make a good tag with an old rag till your family will sag, from the gag your company's hag will have on after his fans snag and put him in a bag, 'cuz they're furious 'bout your game's lag!
I don't think you understand what makes a rap take the cake. Come up with one you can't; 'Ngo back to fleeing Dinh-er plates! I'm embarrassed that my country's ideology birthed your kind. You can't avoid being waterboarded even if the planets aligned!
So let's kick it back to the '50s, during my glory days; there's no room for cheap diabetes in my war's gunning blaze! You can roast me all you want about how the 'net hates me, but your ingredients piss me off more than communism frustrates me!
Just keep being jealous 'bout my nations economic success; keep in mind that parents hate you; you make their kids a mess! You're more unbearable than the thought of losing the North's Tet; I hearby sentence you to suck the first lady of the North's Tits!
