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: Chrono Trigger
Charater: Random Cave Guy # 2*

[Verse 1]


Ayla from Ioka
You're the cream to my mocha
You're my sugar and my safety
Take your soup to elevate me
Ayla from Ioka I just want you to see me
Party like it's 65 million BC
Ayla from Ioka
You're the cream to my mocha
You're my sugar and my safety
Take your soup to elevate me
Ayla from Ioka I just want you to see me
Party like it's 65 million BC

[Chorus]

You drink your caveman soup
You drink your caveman soup
You drink your caveman soup
You drink your caveman soup

[Verse 2]

Chrono come alive like it's 1995
Like it's 1995 and the dance floor is calling
Chrono come alive like it's 1995
Like it's 1995 and the dance floor is calling
Chrono come alive like it's 1995
Like it's 1995 and the dance floor is calling
Chrono come alive like it's 1995
Like it's 1995 and the dance floor is calling

Chorus]

You drink your caveman soup
You drink your caveman soup
You drink your caveman soup
You drink your caveman soup

Häagen Dûdz [Johnny Salt, DJ Lemon Pepper] - 65 Million Years BC

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.

----


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: Cowboy Bebop
Character: Jet Black

They know me well 
My rep precedes me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

It’s show and tell
When they see me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

You’re in my space
Aye
This is my race
Aye
You will always be behind me


Don’t talk to me like I’m mad
No no
Don’t talk to me like I’m mad
Don’t do it

That’s a throwback for ya
Forget what I can do and it could go bad for ya
Been in the trenches building a rep
You know why they call me black dog
Not because I’m savage with the ladies. 
I won’t cap nah
But if you got baggage that you hate and
Need it tracked down
I got the squad to do it. It’s gravy
Put the cash down
Aye

Y’all hypin lil bro cuz he reckless
Okay
But we both borderline obsessive
Yeah
Look at me, I’m constantly progressing
He’s stuck in his past
And it’s sad


That’s why I’m the leader
I stay in my bag
I'm not the one. You gotta pay for the task
I’m Emeril Lagasse
If you in my posse
If you think I use too much flavor just ask

I stay on my Ragu I’m saucing
They know that it’s costly
To blip on my radar I’m fast
To turn a bounty into a pile of cash
Can’t trust many people
Cuz friendship is evil 
like Udai. Betrayal, it seems like a Fad
Being naive costs and arm and leg
If you’re lucky you might add some shine from the trash
You’ll catch the blues trying to hide when we track
And it goes like


They know me well 
My rep precedes me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

It’s show and tell
When they see me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

You’re in my space
aye
This is my race
aye
You will always be behind me



If you’re on my bad side I’m a shark
Always been paper first even for pleasure
Want full pockets like I hit Spiders from Mars
Sometimes your circle is brilliant
But take too many risks hold order in high disregard

Constantly feel like I’m babysitting
Look I’m mean with the steel but I’ll slay the kitchen
Trip and I don’t need to act cause Faye can get you
Easy to feel secure when the lady’s Vicious
And that pun was intended
Respected so I just have fun with the system

Plus when I’m spittin
I glide on the track like it’s Astro (Astral)
Not talking bout Gate hackers. I’m past those
Grind hard. Look I hate slackers. I bag folks
Turn em in. Take the cake. After I dash though
Have fun. Raise the stakes. Gotta Make it stack mo’

Might try to gamble with the Woolongs
You can’t even handle what my GroupOn
Not talking discounts either. Full price up front or you gone
You want beef I’ll give you bell peppers to chew on

Keep it moving if you say my star could fall
I know losing people might be too hard for y’all
But I’ve been ditched I’ve been broken I’ve been scarred and all
Should have abandonment issues the way they’ve all run off

But I grieve when I grind
My heart’s gonna bleed every time
Til I find my peace still inside
That’s after I reach deep in my mind
My heart’ll catch the blues but I still remain a beast can't deny


They know me well 
My rep precedes me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

It’s show and tell
When they see me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

You’re in my space
aye
Shipping my place
aye
You will always be behind me

Deshko [Kadesh Flow, Ryako] - Show'NTell

Fandom: Harry Potter
Character: The Sorting Hat

This one goes out to my man Robert Galbraith. 
Sorting gang. We're the worst. 

[chorus] x2
If I can sort you in then I can sort you out. 
You couldn't thwart all the things that I've brought about. 
How did Lord Voldemort find supportive crowds? 
See, you're taught to be naughty in the naughty house. 

[verse 1]
I set the wheels in motion. I sense your real emotions 
and send you reeling into the field I've chosen. 
Perchance evil potions, deeds of deep revulsion. 
I'll achieve my goals as long as I meet the quotient. 
I'm not even coaching, just picking the teams 
and filling Slytherin with all of the shittiest tweens. 
These kids will be in smithereens and no one intervenes. 
My little scheme tickles me till I split at the seams. 
And Dumbledore... 
Did you think that dumdum just stumbled through the door? 
Or got that gig on merits? Like being careless 
and looking away when children perish 
in perilous scenarios? Or get very close to some scary ghost 
with varicose veins and hairy toes, wearing burial clothes? 
I put him in with confidence 
that I would find the odd use for his obtuse incompetence. 

[chorus] x2

[verse 2]
Who divides and conquers spies and plonkers? 
'Tis I, the bonnet. "And why? It's wrong?" 'Cause I'm just bonkers. 
My best sponsors are mindless wanderers, 
floundering onwards unaware of what unkindness conjures. 
Blind, unconscious, while I write destinies 
and set trajectories. Yes I'm a hat, but I pick the accessories. 
Expressed unease, rest in peace. No one suspects a headpiece, 
but I've got the future all laid out in excel spreadsheets. 
Deadbeats and death eaters make up my faculty 
I pick the children like fruit off an apple tree. 
The alchemy of apathy as I essentialize, 
categorize and emphasize the differential lines. 
Never empathize. Just spread empty lies like how Mars and Venus, 
and vulvas, ovaries, balls and penis 
share an important link, and other sordid things. 
It's a boring kink, I know, but I sort of think...

[chorus]

[outro variant]
If I can sort you in then I can sort you out. 
You couldn't thwart all the things that I've brought about. 
How did Joanne Rowling find supportive crowds? 
See, you're taught to be naughty...

.5 Quartet [Vincent E.L., Ardamus] - Sort You Out

Play Sullivan Family Values - the playable RPG to go with this track at https://yngsllvn.com

Measure up -- not enough
Ruin everything I touch
heart is ash, blood is dust
Every beat a cover up
I got debt to settle up
Medical, vendettical
Throw me on the bonfire:
Skeptical heretical
Every time I level up
I put it on that rogue shit:
Double talk, weaponry
Knowledges, lockpicks
Every bar is bouta to hit
Like bitter mana potions
You can catch these hands
Like I'm throwin out explosives
I'm caustic, I'm basic
I'm awesome, I ain't shit
I fucked most my life up
And I can't escape it
No skills, depravèd
Degenerate wasted
Chasin off payments


AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS
to your mama
to your sister 
to your father 
To your friends and to your daughter
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS
To your doctor 
to your preacher 
to your toddler
And to your boss and to your dog
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS
to the neighbor 
Who maintains he fuckin hates ya
To your teacher gradin papers yo
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS
To the senators who say they represent you
But their morals are for rent well
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS


Ketamine coma in the classroom
Y'all aghast, and I'm like:
Did I fuckin ask you?
Y'all the same fools 
who'd throw me in the trash
Cause I ain't go no degree and 
I refuse to kiss your ass
I'm done with the pretension
That I fuck with your pretension
You can crawl up in my mentions
Bawlin sobbin so upset and
I'll be sippin on Electric Kool
This the acid test
Contemplate my next move
This a game of chess
What's the point of buildin up
When the waters set to rise
And the minters of the money
Got their bunkers prepped to hide
That's a problem for the future
I got problems right now
I can solve em cuz
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS


to your mama
to your sister 
to your father 
To your friends and to your daughter
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS
To your doctor 
to your preacher 
to your toddler
And to your boss and to your dog
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS
To the PTA, the HOA, the NSA
The IRA and Dave Coulier
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS
To every person in your shitty little town
They're coppin on the lowdown
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS

VPC 7 Round 2

YNG SLLVN [LLYZZ, YNGSLLVN] - At Least

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.]

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

game style: (adult) dating sim
screen: (intro) credit roll
vocalist pick: alliteration
producer pick: no snare


v1.
I gotta harem of hoes
A bevy bodacious babes 'n gentlemen joes
Don't show me no otome game don't want none of those
Gimme equal opportunity where anything goes
(WORK IT OUT)

Expecting triple x from erryone I select
Pitching both teams getcha nipples erect
I be swingin' for the fence gotta it connect
Double menage a trois entendres: comin direct
(SOFT PART NOW)

Fly without a wingman; Imma make an attack
Don't need a cheezy pickup; I'm peepin' GameFAQs
Unlockin' erry endin' when I'm playin' it back
Cuz all my happy endin's endin' up  the sack
(GET HARD)

Horny hoes and honeys gonna show me some love
Waifus, husbandos rub 'em up in the tub
NPCs and randos in the rotary club
I get busy errywhere makin' anyone flood

ch.
Fuck her - suck her - nail her - rail her
Bone her - own her - then select it
Fuck 'em - suck 'em - nail 'em - rail 'em
Bone 'em - own 'em - then reject it
Fuck her - suck her - nail her - rail her
Bone her - own her - then reset it
Fuck 'em - suck 'em - nail 'em - rail 'em
Bone 'em - own 'em - then eject it

v2.
Scummin' all my saves cuz Imma digital slut
Canon hoes an' basic bitches, tellin' 'em what
Takin' advantage of the glitches when I'm givin' em nut
Slavin' hoes like Leia cuz I'm Jabba the Hut
(TAKE IT OFF)

Ichiban no ecchi pervy playin' it out
But that moe shit ain't sexy it ain't what I'm about
Bad bitches gettin' next to me I'm rubbin' one out
Bachelors come and sex me I be makin' em spout
(LUNCH TIME NOW)

Peanut butter gettin' a snack
I be makin' 'em a sandwich when I get in the sack
Unicorns get jelly when I jump on a snatch 
They horny (shwing) so I ride on their backs
(BUCK 'EM OFF)

Pussy poppin' perfectly it's purple n' pressed 
I be pushin' priapisms puttin' family to rest
None are blood related so it isn't incest
So my brothers and my sisters they be gettin' undressed

Unskippable Cut Scene:
MC:
Ah what a find day, for romancin'!
Think I'm gonna hit up the Legion Hall, the Kiwanis Club,
and last but not least, the Rotary Club.

NPC:
Hey Main Character! 

MC: 
Ah! If it isn't my good friend, NPC!

NPC:
What are you going to be up today?

MC: 
Imma go get my fuck on at all of these organizations 
cause that's where the best romancin' is, UGH!

Thot Team Epic [Nursehella, Ultraklystron] - Rotary Club Dating Sim

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...

VPC 7 Round 3

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

Know Shoes, Know Served (NoShoes Diss)

A Quick Nerdy jam from the boys. Part of our running content series Funk Bars, in which Hook Shot whips up a beat, and Arson spits some fire bars.

1up Funk - Funk Bars World 3 - 2 - Without The Algorithm

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.