Fandom: Persona 5
Character: Futaba Sakura

v1.
back once again in my oversize glasses
headset locked on straight to hackin
long red hair, kicked back relaxin
tetris shirt, all pieces matchin

runnin these streets by pushin these keys
packets attack in lightning speed
passwords crackin, whippin like cream
ali baba's back bitch, 40 thieves

don't front badass at the back of the team
level up, ding gratz, navigate supreme
analyze, last surprise, so weak in the knees
back up in the skies, necronomicon beam

no trash mob slob can step to me
cuz medjed's dead, shit's so last week
i skip no trace, jump rope with ease
hopscotch hotsauce on ya bot armies

ch.
i can ya take heart
without takin a step
outside of my room
cause i'm fresh to death

v2.
internets goin nuts for jokes, huh?
that's how you know I roll wit joker
hacks so deep, ichiban broker
don't go outside 'cause that's a no sir

back from the dead, i'm a blast from the blast
like a bolt from the blue, i'm a take off my mask
i'm a ghost, i'm a phantom, kickin some ass
i'm a rise from my room, from my tomb, bring it back

i cut 'em no slack, run a tight ship
stats so stacked o.p. wit drip
crew so racked and well equipped 
that heads get turned and tables flipped

heads will roll cause stakes is high
so exit trolls this is goodbye
i'm free as a bird, i'm a give 'em the slip
i'm a make like tree, lettuce leaf, i'm a dip

VPC 7 Round 1

Thot Team Epic [Nursehella, Ultraklystron] - Oracle

Fandom: Steven Universe
Character: Spinel

playtime is a song written from the perspective of the character Spinel from Steven Universe the Movie, who in the film is brought to a place of anger from her feelings of abandonment and decides to take out her pain on those who the person she thought loved her had chosen instead.

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That's right, I'm not the one to love
And but a fool to dream
That's right, I'm not the one to love 
My solo losing team
That's right, I'm not the one to love
Some plaything you don't need
Implied that I was good enough
but that wasn't what you'd mean

--

That's right, my Rose has thorns to spare
Chose from those who'd care, I didn't make the cut
Bright light's supposed to burn, so fair
Goes to show we shared unbidden cravings

But it's like time spent with gems depends
On whims and ends that tend to shift and bend for some
She'd lied but I played pretend because
(I thought we were best friends)

Such a clod to trust and want you
Ushered on through signs of threats
Hence rushed and got too much involved
You'd once upon new times for deference

Burned not read, deferred to death
While blurred intent left much distress
I learned instead, then heard he'd said 
(I love my friends)

--

That's right, I'm not the one to love 
And but a fool to dream
That's right, I'm not the one to love 
My solo losing team
That's right, I'm not the one to love
Some plaything you don't need
Implied that I was good enough
but that wasn't what you'd mean

--

I don't wanna play no more, forewarning
Know every available port is storming
Time to come and take what's yours
Performing hostilities for culpabilities you're ignoring

But I was so adorable, right? Your darling
Now I'm such horrible sight and starving
How durable is your world to blight? It's starting
Deplorable basket case not asking to bargain

Beg your pardon but the loneliest of stones hit the dark
In the garden where the only thing we'd grow is apart
Now I've hardened far too slowly, only known for the sharp bits
For audience of one heartless narcissist in charge

You're not her but hide behind a target shaped grin
You've prospered, denying me the cross I've beared since
Imposter! I've lost all so you could just exist?
Your roster's soon crossed off my to do justice list

--

That's right, I'm not the one to love 
Harm or be harmed it seems
That's right, I'm not the one to love 
Your turn to lose some things
That's right, I'm not the one to love
Now playtime's over, see?
Feels like now I'm not good at all
And I'm gonna watch you bleed

ExtraDial [Damn Selene, lizardgrove] - playtime

Fandom - Adventure time
Character- BMO

Lyrics

Intro – Narrator: This little living computer game system is BMO. My information doesn’t 
seem to say wether they are a he, or a she, just BMO. Oh well. 

BMO: Who wants to play Video GAMES?!?! Check it out Ya’ll.

CHORUS

When it gets hard to fight
there's nothing left to fear
They'll never turn out my light
I'll always be right here

VERSE

Well I'm,
Usually confusedly miss-gendered as a dude you see
Oops a Dees-y seems he's a she
She, snoozily approves being believed to be a summary of these;
Male female and a dissociative identity

Attendency is rendering me mentally free
to achieve my dreams and schemes
and to be the side kick I'm meant to be

Shit sent from me directly behind
A human centipede extensively entering blind
on some adventure time

CHORUS

When it gets hard to fight
there's nothing left to fear
They'll never turn out my light
I'll always be right here


Resigned and inclined 
I’ll find time to unwind
I'm designed to align your dexterity and your grind

It's a synch in a pinch 
You glimpse and make it simp for a 
Hit of the shit on my circuitry unit
working these movements

I'm a tag along sang a song bang a gong vagabond 
hanging on to every last wrong
and it makes me strong

Power on for the people, not Jesus, Not evil

Im BMO no EGO no Gender No equal

BRIDGE

I'm not broken robot
Just need a technician with a soft spot

Whatever comes next
We'll be together on a mission an adventure

We will fight for us
With everything we can never gonna give up

Thank you for my strength
And making me as strong as I was meant to be

CHORUS ABRIDGED

When it gets hard to fight
Just need a technician with a soft spot

There's nothing left to fear
We’ll be together on a mission an adventure

They'll never turn out my light
With everything we can never gonna give up

I'll always be right here

BMO: I Love you too, Goodbye!

1up Funk [Bobby Arsen, Hook Shot] - Be More

Genre - Role Playing Game!
Screen - The Final Encounter!
Vocalist - Doubletime! [ Zolt Energy Serum ]
Producer - NO SNARES! [ The Bear Hammock 29-F; 0 innovated and pitched down a timbale hit, which was then heavily EQ'd; followed by a layer of distortion! ]

SKILL CHECK! Screams of an Angel's Unwritten Destiny!
By The Storytellers [The Paladxn, 0]


Cutscene 

[laughter]
Four freestyle rap heroes, called forth to embrace arcane dangers in a world not their own, at last face off against an eldritch abomination before their way home closes for good… Wait a second, is this game real?!


Verse 1

Right I wanna get it Underway, 
Multiplayer Gameplay Isekai Anime Roleplay,
Storydriven, live a little - hidden in the code, hey,
What’s a little AI when you’re in the know, eh?
5th player GM, now in the mem’ray
Tabulating scores with the lightning in the core
Game used to be a Tabletop, now it’s on a PC
Freestyle Rap D&D, that Steam Heat
Breeze past details, straight into the action,
Got new players into rap with a passion
Blast through con after con interaction
Formed new family to fight with, faction
Bicker in the group, entertaining, an attraction
MIC made of magic when a demon wanna cash in
FIGHT with the power from the Spectral Realm
Rap well: it’s only you, ‘gainst the powers of Hell!


Chorus 1

CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
THERE’S MAGIC IN THE MIC
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
FREESTYLE TO SURVIVE
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE


Verse 2

Now that you know what the Game is, watch as the Fates flip
Upside down to believe it; seen with incredulous eye
As every rap in the mind
Becomes a reason that your crew still breathing
Use an at-home mic, 
And watch an enemy life
Be taken down like the bars you full of,
You scream and you laugh as you snatch the wool off
Each Bardic (every well-timed hook) you pull off,
All you've done in the campaign to date
They on the run, why they old false gods awaked
We wouldn't let em have their way with the plane, we stayed,
And that's the difference between time that you find and make
But as a skyscraper sized wooden demon delivered,
Every sizzling sinner's nightmare they had in a pillory
We nipped the sitch and the stitching pretty, desynchronizing his milly
Synergy higher than ever Amp Check and bam we're in bizzy


Chorus 2

CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
THERE’S MAGIC IN THE MIC
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
FREESTYLE TO SURVIVE
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
[laughter]


Solo                
 

Chorus 3

CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
THERE’S MAGIC IN THE MIC
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
FREESTYLE TO SURVIVE
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE

[NOTE: The CUTSCENE, as a creative choice, has been married in form to the looping challenge; 15+ seconds in length.]

VPC 7 Round 2

The Storytellers [The Paladxn, 0] - SKILL CHECK! Screams of an Angel's Unwritten Destiny!

i done came down, more throwed than a discus
ran so much game i done tore my meniscus
it goes down like physics, my flows non-euclidean
my whip all black, i drive a chevrolet obsidian
- more numbers than lotto
call the police i got a stolen picasso
got a pet bald eagle and a stolen da vinci
pass the neosporin my trigger finger itchy
- pass the calamine lotion
i done swam across the ocean, i done came with that potion
cryin' in the whip i drive a chevrolet emotion
i done came with that quotient
your click gets divided, shit kinda quiet
jesse d bandcamp, you know imma pirate it
my flows, expensive like plywood
they salty bout the benz insignia on my hood

they say stroke, you need to cool it
but i'm BOMB, back on my bullshit
they say stroke, how do you do it
i say i'm BOMB, back on my bullshit

back on my bullshit, young stroke at your service
smokin' and sippin' imma tell you bout the herbalist
imma tell you bout the liquid, i'm sippin'
feelin' kinda tipsy, imma do somethin' risky
strip to my skivvies and i'm showin' naked spine
sweeney toad made the beat into a frankenstein
when streezy toad links up with king kong mega dong schlong
we'll drop a hit like thong song except ten times more strong
i'm unstoppable, like a zit unpoppable
photoshop's pissed 'cause streezy toad's uncroppable
the road called life, got obstacles and potholes
but i don't give a damn, poker game i'll not fold
diamond hand holder, flow so hot i smolder
keep the damn stash in the lisa frank folder
pop trunk in denver, close it down in boulder
haters listened to my song and turned 10 years older

VPC 7 Round 3

Streezy Toad [Young Stroke Aka Young Muscle, Sweeney Toad] - B_O_M_B

we weren't the first people to make gorilla dick music but we made it listenable



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state of mind  jungle
haters fold and  they crumble
KKMDS SLAM ON ChEST 
OTHER RApPERS MANDIBLES MUMBLE

not wearing pants while rappin this
  homo habilis statuses DAMAGES
denisovian delinquincacy
deuterostome frequency
butthole albert einstein
traverse time with heavy kind and a fine wine
ALL RELATIVE MY RELATIVES
I asked the other homos they hella pissed
fuck the PORCINE WE SALIENT SAPIENS
 ouranopithecus better make amends


fight the monke
bite the monke
return to monke
show your junk (x2)
return to monke
jungle state of mind....

 Island gigantism weaponised obsidion
anti-encephalized to oblivion
opposable thumb in a vice grip
nice tip Pleistocene ice slip 
bonobo bo bo bo-bo sick
toxic time trip tik tok tik tik
house of deveolution cyborg gorilla 
try what you willa illgill a 
denosivian thrilla so uh
no skrilla for vanillas 
just jungle born killas
darwin can catch one for realla for realla
FOREHEAD SLOPE GANG GANG
 NEADRA WITH YOUR LAME LAME
CHECK THE FOSSILE RECORD WE AINT IN THE SAME GAME
or genus you genius
now help me dip my wick in this austrilopithicus you idiots

KKMDS [Ill Gill, Thugmasta J] - Jungle State of Mind

In case i never see you again fam
Didn’t want to leave you stranded
Don’t grieve, time expanded
Receive these lines, and advance it. 


Big demi-frog, 
Poly wogs lemme memory jog
Three silly lads on the lily pad
One really rad lil lass
Giving dad a living task.
What the dilly? Still Privy ask
Laborious respondent 
For glorious Chorus ponderance
I implore Don’t ignore the forest, Explore us.
No man an island
Jesus walks, I ran
The good race, should’ve paced
Stood my space
Couldn’t waste
My hood place
Understood grace
Don’t mourn you born foreign
Alien, i won’t fail again
Or mail it in
Rail against the male-evolence
No insolence nonsense
In solace, thy conscience 
my condolence of no consequence.


Last will and testament
Love killed this specimen
Will resurrect again.
My best skill investment?
Hon, still the estimate
blessed to investigate togetherness.
Our nuptials ruptured all
Corrupted by the fall
Holy hegemony
Matrimony, Monogamy 
Honestly gave you all of me.


To Sarnia-Corunna crew
Barn area brothers who
Bade me decades from grade nine
To our babies and fine ladies too.


Mister McGhee
witnessing murder to ministers at Free
packwalks with a Hamilton backdrop to BC
Our lives will always see a synergy of poetry


Cheers for the casket of laughter
friends, Toronto, till the hereafter
sincere friendship never dies.
This the end where we sever ties?
At least I cease to pretend ya clever guys.


Last but not least, my spiritual family
What I teach, may you hear me all candidly
Groundswell and Tyndale will prevail handily.


In case I never see you again fam
I don’t believe you stand abandoned
Don’t grieve the time we handed
Receive these lines...

Ill Capwn & Al Seer [Ill Seer, Al Capwn] - ChorusPonderance

Blockbuster rewind, VCR...prime...
tapes aligned on the shelf, snacks near the blinds, 
Behind, my dad with the membership stand in line, 
For the game I wanted to find, time around 8 or 9 
What I, embedded with, having a Sega Genesis, messages in my head, 
If I knew the time I invested in, question, if I wanted a side stroller or something to learn a lesson in, got the X-men, the rage quits worth mentioning

Word to the clerk, ...only for 2 days 
If you roll in after the 3rd the account fees will raise, 
higher than the lands appraised if it keeps acquiring at your age
Phone calls to the house, parents...enraged so...

Got home and started playing like a champ…
But forgot the next day I start to leave for summer camp, And that, for 6 weeks,
Much more than 2 days, 
The store now making calls, voicemails press-n-played…so…

**dastardly turntable glitch**
To persuade my dad return the game, but he forgot so the game case would lay, 
I come back and look with such a confusion, 
The game still there, no callers in the ID for solution…

Come to find out to the story there lies more, they tore down the plaza, and they had to close the store, rode past the lot and it really struck a chord, 
Cause I still got the rental and now I…34

-Hook-
Once in while it comes to my mind for the things that I went through, 
And then I wish that I could go back, and wish that everything would be brand new but…

i.o.u., i.o.u. Blockbuster, i.o.u. x2 

-End-

Fireproof [Mark Cooper, Prowess The Testament] - i.o.u.

Only country for non-men, lizard and I land on grief
Nothing to breathe in but salt winds, brought on by violent means
With a history of silence islands like ours tend to rip through some seams
Leveled up enough in isolation, thought we'd reclassed as leads

But see we believed freedom fit the budget. Just because none was free
Doesn't mean we'd find a path left that lead to our right to finally sleep
Our decidedly finite islet reminds of the scarcity of relief
Checked into Hotel Echo Lima Papa, we can't ever leave

Send nudes please

To Negative sixty point thirteen negative nine point twelve
With primitive fixings for dirt cheap, heaven and line or hell
Definitive pity seekers need imminent blights dispelled
At negative sixty point thirteen negative nine point twelve

Dials stayed set at eleven, hoped could find ourselves
But what comes up must go down, sometimes   with unsought help
Compelling nothing but an earless air all the time's we've yelled
Our only something shaped easements, debris of kindred shells

We'd held up hands long enough to signal god, if possible they'd see
The very corner edge that the heart forgot, of course apart from misery
Here the prominence of only harship left us a very desperate need
For accomplices, more than promises, can we count on you for this? 

Please?

Find Negative sixty point thirteen negative nine point twelve
Remember kids, quickly! Divert please! Hesitance might not help
Repetitive rhyme schemes hopefully serve the mneumonics well
Chart negative sixty point thirteen negative nine point twelve

Negative sixty point thirteen negative nine point twelve
Negative sixty point thirteen negative nine point twelve
Negative sixty point thirteen negative nine point twelve
Negative sì̷͜x̷̝̃t̴̫̋y̴̦͊ ̶̲͑p̵̼͝oint t̶̥͊ ̵̫͒t̵̍͜h̴͙̍i̸irteenr̸n̷̮̆ ̸̜͘ň̷͔ň̷͔ň̷͔ň̷͔ň̷͔ň̷͔ň̷͔ň̷͔

ExtraDial [Damn Selene, lizardgrove] - -60.13, -9.12

Know Shoes, Know Served (NoShoes Diss)

A Sick Remix of the ASAP Rocky track Big Spender. Hooky and Arson Jumping off of Goobas and Oompa Loopma mumble rams!

1up Funk - VPC Round 0 Big Spender Remix

1up Funk, Nerdy Swag Wizards, 2 lyricists, Hook Shot and Bobby Arson. Hooky's on the beats, and Arson's on the cuts. Jazzy, Funky, Synth Heavy Nerdcore,  from the West Coast of Canada.