Moon gets the test results :

[Intro: Announcer (EddieFRB)] Animation vs. Anything! Rick Sanchez Vs GLaDOS Draw! [Verse 1: Rick Sanchez (BobcatXtreme)] It's Riggity Riggity Rick Siggity Chez Leaving this rickety bickering bitch riggedy-wrecked! I'll reprogram this old hag to act as my butler And the only test you'll be passing's my butter You don't wanna mess with me, BDSM-bot Cuz even with your Gazorpazorp sex-op You couldn't even get Johnson erect; he had to go mess with some moon rocks to get off All of your portals are fucking bogus The moron that modeled that gun is hopeless There's one hole you come out and one you go in Why'd you need to fucking colour code it? Cuz all your players arе squares and tools And Gaben's built like thе companion cube So come test these testicles; I'll make it clear for ya Head, bend over and kiss my posterior! [Verse 2: GLaDOS (NikkiBeeVA)] Here comes the test results, Rick. Ooh... This is the part where I diss you It says here that you have failed in rap and You're not a Rick, you're a Jerry-atric All your family really hates you. And your daughter is the most peeved Setting her son up for failure, cause you can't stop Riggin' Morty Truly ironic how you fell off Your happiness dipped after Szechuan Sauce But don't feel too bad that your life is a mess Cause it's not like you still got a wife to protect Now drowning your sorrow in alcohol's your only option You've done my job for me, bringing your own deadly neurotoxin But if you enter my laboratory and then give this performance? You'll enter as Rick and Morty and exit and Rigor Mortis [Verse 3: Rick Sanchez (BobcatXtreme), Morty Smith (EddieFRB)] Morty, I'm so fucking drunk right now! (Oh geez, Rick! Oh, oh no!) I need to show this bitch what's what. (Rick no, you can't — oh come o-) Rick Sanchez raps Eminem Godzilla! (Rick you can't say that! Rick, c-no — no, Rick, come on!) Wubba lubba dubba dubba, you assumin' I'm a human What I gotta do to get it through to you? I'm superhuman Innovative and I've made out of worse than physics tricks I was in a pickle and I wasn't in a pickle, bitch! (Hahaha) Oooooh yeahhh! Get schwifty MC Bulldops up in the hizzy (Get schwifty) There's no bathrooms within her doors (No bathrooms) So take off your pants and shit on the floor! A CEO this inexperienced doesn't fare well for your business, Caroline (Aww yeah!) I seriously witnessed less error in Anatomy Park on Christmas, Caroline (Aww yeah!) Took a big booty dame on a date (Ay! Ay! Ay! Ay!) Your cake is a lie. I lie with a cake (Ay! Ay! Ay! Keep going!) Fuckin' in a ménage à trois every day (Ay! Ay! Ay!) That's a threesome; never seen one in your games (Ay! Ay! Ay!) [Verse 4: GLaDOS (NikkiBeeVA) & Wheatly (littleflecks)] (You're churning out this fanservice rubbish like it's cancer! Uh-) It seems we have no answer for Fortnite's dopest dancer (Bow bow bow!) Despite the lack of substance in your show, it is quite funny how (It's quite funny) Your fanbase somehow managed to pack on a few hundred pounds (Fatty) To truly help your universe and euthanize its threats (You're gonna want to hear this one) Next time, go through with your- (Oh we're SO getting age restricted again) You're critically panned. They'll cancel you soon With fetishes Harmon the whole writer's room (With fetishes Harmon the whole writer's room) Don't listen to Dan, because if you do You'll keep Adult Swim-ming in your own gene pool (You'll keep Adult Swim-ming in your own gene pool) I want you gone (Gone!) but it appears ('pears!) You're Still Alive ('live!), so like Newton I'll give you space (Space!!!) by dropping you off (Off!!!) the face of the Earth (Earth!!!). Goodbye Moonman [Outro: GLaDOS (NikkiBeeVA) & Wheatly (littleflecks)] AAAAAAaaaaaahhh! Hey (Oh, uh...) Hey, moron (I'm quite alright, actually. I'm-I'm fine) God, I hate you... (Hehe… Ehh, thanks for asking!)