HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUSTGAMER! My dear friend JustGamer is turning 12 today so I decided to make this weird bullshit in like 2 hours to celebrate!

Beat by Soulker

Sandwich:
The sandwich is back, bitch, burning tracks with my rappin
I pack bread and this boutta be a stomp, call me Galactus
I’m not a strip of cheese so don’t cross me
You ain’t peanut butter, bro you can’t top me
You can call me an oven because I got heat
So make like your chef, suck on my ball meat
You were an olive branch to resolve a frantic brawl but got your ass beaten and squeezed 
Call you the U-pie-ted Nations, with how you fucking suck at keeping a piece
Your ass is temporary, I got more green than Larry
Yo mom’s a virgin so I got on top and popped her cherry

Pie:
It’s easy as pie beating this guy with heat on the mic that you can’t diss
Call me Anakin Piewalker, I don’t like sand…wich 
Thought I was pie but your mindset’s irrational
Your formula’s recipe for disaster, bro
If I wanted sand I’d head to Laguna
I’ve seen better “witches” from Konosuba
I’m layered, I’ll flame ya, you’re gayer, ask Gamer 
He ate ya, I’m gangster, like Psytube, I lift weights bruh
So call me the Pied Piper, attracted your girl and I might pipe her
Now call this a hot take but you and I aren’t equal writers

Sandwich:
You’re calling me gay, bro, you’re literally a fruit pie 
You’re a stupid worthless piece of shit, I’m glad you died
There’s too many cooks in the kitchen, too many sandwiches? Nah man you trippin
I’m appearing just to celebrate special occasions
Your death is one bitch so let’s get it 

Pie:
You know my raps fly
Strapped up with ammo, I’m a mag pie
I can’t die
I always come back like I’m William Afton I got the FNAF rhymes
Now pie’s charting, I’m a hustler, I make it rain, feel the burnin pain
Now before I go I got one last thing to say…

JustGamer's Sandwich vs Kirby's Pie - Inside Rap Battles of Obscurity [GAMER DAY SPECIAL!]

I am the Trakked Man.
Freshy Kanal as The Russian Sleep Experiment
RNG and Quizzique as The Hat Man
Beat produced by InsaneBeatz
Written by Trakked
Additional help by nEon, Zagranis
Mixed and engineered by Freshy Kanal
Thumbnail by Trakked

Battle:
The Hat Man:
I am the hat man, and I dispense fear
I know you’re wondering now, “how did I get here?”
Well listen chap, this dapper rapper has a thing to say
Prepare to watch as your vision’s tainted, I bring decay
I am a con man, donning a hat and robe
You’re far gone, man, you’ve already shat your clothes
You’re dependent on some toxic gas to stay calm
And you’re looking like you went through twenty bombs with napalm
Trapped in a cell for fifteen days, tried to keep awake
And you seem insane from the chamber
You’re simply a weak display, it is bleak, just face 
It, can’t seek escape from the danger
Unfortunate your door is open to many mistakes
It’s as if you forced it open, and now it’s about to break
You should know, sir, you brought me in on your own terms
So when that door crumbles I’ll never give you closure.

Subject 1:
Am I what you fear in a man?
A hellish, cold vessel, a mere shell of a man?
One that always hears all the screams and tears of the damned?
I’m not scared of silhouettes, bring me to Hell if you can
(*laughter*) You couldn’t cage me, please! 
I’m seen as the demon of the KGB
If you want to try your hand at erasing me,
Then like me, grab onto my flesh and take a piece!
How sweet, you’re residing under childrens’ beds at night,
Frightened by a bit of light, while I’m the reason that they hide
And you’re looming over humans doing nothing
(*deep breath*) I rip the researchers to shreds and make the onlookers disgusted 
So if you want to try and pass some judgement, go and stuff it up
Your ugly mug, repugnant, and you’re nothing but 
A bug to me, so shut it, I will cut you up and flood this drug;
I've shrugged off thuds, cuts and blood, while you're only done when I pull the plug
Makes sense with the hat, now, you're dishing some caps out
Belongs in a crack house, causing drunkards to black out
I've had doubts, but I know myths are better off dead
So go off yourself now and GET OUT OF MY HEAD

The Hat Man:
Want me to keep cutting? It's not like you had a choice
You've already torn your vocal cords and shredded your voice
Was a traitor to the Soviets and put in constraints
I'm in minds across the world; the enemy of the mental state
The Hat Man leaves lands desolate. If you wanna mess with this,
I suggest you break your psyche twice and put an end to it
Then maybe you’ll see me in Hell
Reliving all your worst moments trapped inside a padded cell
Negative feelings are what I eat
Take a look at your film's ratings and I'm feasting for weeks
You have no room for debating when your blank one ain't unique
Your life is for my taking; now drift deep into sleep


Subject 1:
You can’t sedate me into silence, I am madness incarnate
The insanity lurking within humanity’s mind
You’re just hiding in the corner as if you were a target
Pure depravity causing calamities in the night
I’m so nearly free from hearing you speak again
Prepare to see me break the nocturnal haven in which you tread
And you may be known across the globe as a terrible bad sign,
Yet you can’t prevent your status dying, hear the flatline?

The Hat Man vs The Russian Sleep Experiment - Rap Cypher #30

Which crazed fan has the best pen game? today we find out!

RNG as Stan

Jessebox as Anne

Written by: ThatOneDude1509

Mixed by: LightIWNL

Beat by: 2Deep

LYRICS:

[Stan] (0:11)
Dear Annie, I wrote you but you still ain’t callin
With that gut, looks like white’s the only castle that you’re rockin 
But I’m Joshin, I even got a poster on my wall pinned
Up of your movie, it’s almost as tearable as your plot is! 
Written letters from our idols got both of us into messes
But at least mine didn’t use his own writing to bash my head in
My idols still in his prime while yours is old and defenseless 
Lose sleep over someone your age, what is this young and the restless? (Oh)
Your crooked like italics but to off your idols bold 
Cause the only tragic endings are the ones your author wrote
Anyways, I hope you get this back, opposite your fans
Hit me back, just to chat, Sincerely yours, this is Stan 

[Annie Wilkes] (0:46)
You've fallen flat Stanley, (Uh) I’m crushing you with words
Cause I’m bored after sitting through that cockadoodie verse
Everything you boast about I was the one to do it first
Car crashes and child murder? hereditary but worse! (Ahh)
Drive your wife over the edge leaving her and you to die
The worst accident to take place on a bridge since PewDiePie 
Saying I’m the bad guy? Even Billie Eilish thinks you’re psycho!
Sleeping with unconscious minors and blaming your idol 
And killing your own wife while pregnant with your child 
A worse murder suicide than when Shady dropped Revival!
Try following the footsteps of a Rap God and get wrapped up
You’re a fake, can the real Slim Shady please stand up? (Ohhh)

[Stan]
This ratched nurse should study Dre, if she wants to be the best
‘Least when I get Paul on the line it’s not with the EMS
Your fantasies are pretend like airplanes in the night sky
And yet you still managed a worse love story than Twilight!
When it comes to bitches with mallets, even Harley’s less crazy
Thinking my ass is grass? Your lawnmowers hardly graze me
And I don’t have to be Shady to leave you outshadowed
So underground no wonder you hit the mantle (Woo)

[Annie Wilkes]
And this is from the guy whose name was soiled by dumb children (Huh?)
Thinking it’s a dido, no! You're a looser cannon than Nick is!
Spewing so much cap, Em would sign you for a daughter 
You’re a starter, man even your censored version hits harder!
Got a blondie in a killshot when he meets my colt cobra
The tea may have gone cold, but the beef is just not over
So I’ll toss ya’ the quill as a testament to your skill
You can write your final letters as part of your last will!

Anne Wilkes vs Stan - RNG Rap Battles

For this battle, two dream demons duke it out. Who has the cutting edge? You decide!

The video is on the way!

Alex M. as Freddy Krueger
Cri as Darkrai
JesseBoxVO & D3_sp41r as the Elm Street Girls
Beat produced by Hollywood Legend
Mixed by Serena
Thumbnail by JK03
Art by Lazer
Written by Jacobrl99, Birdjormungandr, and Special Inquisitor Rayyan
Additional Writing Help by SPM1000, Raisu Battle, and Awesome Ayden

The Elm Street Girls:
One, two, Freddy’s coming for you 
Three, four, said he’d muddy your lore
Five, six, blinded by his eclipse
Seven, eight.. 

Freddy Krueger:
Ending your Dark Reign, bitch!
Cut from the same thread, yet you come apart at the seams,
This tame threat Banette needs an ability to wreak Bad Dreams
I’m the achieved beat sweeper, the Elm Street reaper,
Intruding pleasant dreams, wet sheets drowning deep sleepers
This mother-pucker’s weak to fairies while wearing that awful scarf?
I think I’d know a Derry Queen sucking the soul from ITs vanilla arc
Dark Void as a signature, fucking forged by a beagle
Avoiding other villagers to protect them from my Dream World
Prone on the weak, since damaged souls make me whole
“Bon appetit, bitch”, banished to atone as a lonely ghost

Darkrai:
Wes Craven a New Nightmare, couldn’t find the right scare
You should’ve stopped right there, with the way you write scares
If you wanna fight fair, step into the light Fred
I’ll show you how the night ends, with your fuckin’ ninth death
It’s Darkrai, the dark type that’s casting fright on this pedophile
With harsh rhymes, of dark times when cast back, I’ll end the life
Of a child, stuck in denial, of Amanda’s haunted actions
Piling fathers like Spiritomb, the bastard son of 100 madmen!
Don’t need to use the real world for me to expose ‘ya
Wes went shopping for Serial Killers forming Freddy Kroger!
This Dex offender’s packed with Bundy, BTK, and Manson
Geez, with how you prey on kids, you need a seat with Chris Hansen!
Since your relevance has faded, nights are spent with another Freddy
With your cheesy puns and greasy mug, I’m sure they have a job ready!

Freddy Krueger:
“The souls of children give me strength”, fucker, try to understand
Will he, Freddy Krueger, take Alice to Wonderland?
I’ll unplug you for an upper hand ‘cause power is my toy, bitch!
Exploiting your weak spots as if I’m pulling off the void glitch!
Never will I ever, weather another lecture
From a lesser specter, bested by a feather
The crescent is better, prevents all your efforts,
sweatin’ her presence, waning for her pleasure
Ask Rick-San how I get my kicks in, I’ve mastered striking swipes
Shouldn’t mess with MK’s best, bitch! Aren’t ya weak to fighting types?
I mean looking at your fanbase? Shit, I thought my glove was edgy
When I banish you like Palkia, tell ‘em you were sent by Freddy!

Darkrai:
I’m not affected by your rhymes, I’ll protect Alice through the night
Hex him with his reflection, then Freddy’s Dead by Daylight
I’m bested by insects, yet your Nasty Plots truly bug me
Film after Film, Kill after Kill, this bastard’s never evolving!
Your trivial Pursuit’s revolting, Boo into Bo, everyone sleeps on you
Not a peep, this marred Mareep counts sheep to find actual use
Tensions boiled over on Elm Street when you ran out of steam
Because preying on teens won’t make this nightmare a Dream
Like Jason, Super-Freddy’s unmasked in this year’s masquerade
Shackled to the Bargain Bin, the rap battle slave is left a basketcase

Darkrai vs Freddy Krueger - Pokémon vs Anything!

VinnyO as Baldi's Basics
Vladimyr P. as Hello Neighbor

Theodore Peterson:
This world can be a scary place, but who’s here to protect you?
When you’re locked in my basement. ‘Fore I leave this I expect to
Leave this bitch in ruins, thinking I would’ve let you win
But Baldi’s Basically a Pedo so who the hell would’ve let you in?
You’re out of pocket like pocket change
Your low budget shit can’t compare to my game
It’s so Unreal that I suspect
Your graphical errors’ are incorrect
There’s rumours this intruder’s claiming to be my ruler
I’m a bruiser ‘gainst this loser so now I can be your tutor
Taught to shove you in my locker, there’s no escape when I spit this hotter
To a degree where you’ll need a Doctor, where’s your scholar Wannabe Crocker?
I’ll bully Baldi’s weak techniques that keep players asleep
So it’s no wonder that you’re quite the Strangest Error From The Deep

Baldi:
There’s no rapping in my halls unless the teacher comes to spit
I’m iconic, it’s ironic; I’m the one the neighbor worships!
I heard why you rap that bad; you’re just a held-back senior student
And I’ll sweep you like the floors just to radiate my amusement
Bash your birthday with my words no need for stealth in this challenge
‘Fore you made many Grave Mistakes; no shiny quarter for your balance
When we’re playing hide and seek you better pack your bags and run
Cuz you’re so dumb I bet you think that 9+10 is 21!
Try out this rope for suspension so you can hang in detention
My bars hit harder than your car that will crash your perception
Of my demonic oppression so let me teach you a lesson
On how to rap a good verse like the high school obsession
And you’re in need of corrections as I stand high- on the spectrum
I spit a diss like the elements used to make an electrum
If a prepubescent teen is what you call a home invader
THEN GET OUT WHILE YOU STILL CAN or you can say Goodbye, Neighbor

Theodore Peterson:
Son, I’d let you roam freely, but your entrapment is what Theoadores
so I’ll board up the doors to leave your whole corpse a blood and gore galore on the floor
And Sure, you had some fame, how strange, that’s something I can’t fathom
Baldi’s Basics Plus the remakes now that Hallways equals a BadSum!

Baldi:
This “Alpha Male’s” the Beta version drizzled in despair
Because your win’s nowhere just like my hair, ain’t that your Waking Nightmare?
Your wife is flying high, I know that damage cannot be undone
But the reason you got ghosted; was your Millimeter Peter, son!

Written by: Vlad
Beat Producer: Prod. Brutal
Mixer / Effects: Vlad
Cover Art Made by Vlad

Baldi's Basics vs Hello Neighbor. Sinister Rap Battles

Welcome to the thirteenth installment of “Quick Diss”! We got two old bastards gitting-gud today! (maybe) It's the eldest Kong who hates these sissy modern video games, Cranky! Stuck up against our favorite grandad…Grandad! (Uncreative as fuck)

Lyrics:
Cranky Kong:
The old battles went far harder when I was a young' un
No slow babbles about their plot and something something
Used to flow, scrabble, to make something rhyme with nothing!
But this old asshole has so much dirt I guess I dug it!
Boy, I hop with a stick but you'll be catching hands
Got four of them, but your forehead is massive damn!
I mean, I'm an ape, my hairline shouldn't exist!
But I've seen water levels less deep than that abyss

Robert Freeman:
Okay bruh, kinda don't know what to say, uhh
I'm a civil rights activist and yo' games…suck
Yeaa boi! This ain't the first diss track I've made hun'
Just another Stinkmeaner I'm going ape on
You're miserable, but that wasn't hard to see
Rocking in your chair stopping your grandson from rocking, wee!
I'd do the same to be honest, sheesh!
But he's an adult, hoarding food from all the peeeeps!
Mhm, you're getting coconut creamed crooked guy
And even then you still wouldn't be a cutie pie
Old fart, you a hater and you'll stay angry
Like, Crankyy, Crankyyy-eee-ee-eee

Cranky Kong:
That's your first filling of SOMETHING in a while eh?
It's no wonder you made it your entire say
Call that below the belt! Of course I'm rude
You get no tail while I have none, so what's your excuse?
I see Kongs and I help with their anguish needs
You sold both your grandsons to slavery.
That lifespan, the gripes haved with your grandkids
'Betcha won't get much further than this…

Robert Freeman:
Funky ass bitch! But really, what's the point man?

Cranky Kong:
Do we… rhyme during this joint rap?

Robert Freeman:
Uh yeah, dammit! You ruined our ending

Cranky Kong:
Man, can it, this whole thing was dead, hee!

-CAST-
Cranky Kong: swizkii
Robert Freeman: Danii

-PRODUCTION-
Thumbnail by: JaCoN
Written by: JaCoN
Beat: https://drive.google.com/file/d/13S5qj-htna2R_HeZQwJVLbMUYyjhv-_9/view?usp=drivesdk
Beat Produced by: Tune Seeker
Mixed by: JaCoN and Danii

Robert Freeman vs Cranky Kong - (Quick Diss) #13

Welcome to another episode of MC Fawful Rap Battles! Today we take to the skies as infamous hijacker, D.B. Cooper, faces off against the mascot of the Game and Watch handhelds, Mr. Game and Watch! Which one of these plane misters will win? That's for you to decide!

CREDITS:

Grasman as D.B. Cooper (audio)
Dudz as D.B. Cooper (video)

Spidey Fam as Mr. Game and Watch


Written by Triple-Stabber and MC Fawful
Beat by Epistra
Mixed by jort
Art by Triple-Stabber (additional art by MC Fawful)
Cover-art by MC Fawful
Special thanks to Grasman and Dilly


Alright, I think that's it. Stay tuned for the next MC Fawful Rap Battle!

(Note: Since I wasn't sure if the lyrics were able to fit in the description, the lyric document is linked below.)

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1k_mm2spyKiLtZBesduztPDfNV7BUt6Le_DJRF5WUdmE/edit?usp=sharing

Mr. Game and Watch vs D.B. Cooper - MC Fawful Rap Battles

Mewtwo:
Birthed from a lab as the pure form of perfection
My goal was to bring the Pokemon insurrection
And with you I sense there’s a connection
Though I was not the one made from a peasant

I find that I cannot condone your lazy flick
Used your physicality to make a leap of logic with the crazy chick
He was made to be a master of analysis
…and yet he still sided with the crazy chick

Pokedex 150, try to diss, you’ll miss me
I know that your shit’s weak, this psychic type spits heat
You know not what I bring as a challenge you won’t fit me
Know that when I’m rhyming, I don’t spare or pity

The Ultimate Lifeform created with every talent, meant to save mankind but then all your hope was gone
But that should’ve been easily predicted when you try to battle with the god of all Pokemon

Izuru Kamakura:
I must say, I’m oddly perplexed about why you would need to lie of your title
It’s difficult to understand what sort of god loses to a rat and a child?
I was made as the savior of hope, you were made as a DNA clone
That stops being a threat and turned into a pet…if a single Pokeball’s thrown 

Cast Confusion on your foes but the best of your ploys
Was choosing to make a tour guide out of Nurse Joy
The ultimate lifeform can’t seem to do much to harm me
When each iteration sees him needing an army

Meant to be an icon yet you lack the attention
Cause you're as original as your own naming convention 
I could neutralize him before his next turn starts at all
Since it won’t be the first time that he’s cut from Brawls

Mewtwo:
Tell me whose favorite character’s the nihilist punk? 
I’ll leave this Psycho Cut, one swipe and you’re done
And you would’ve remained a Remnant of Despair if
Your facade wasn’t weakened by Chiaki’s hairpin 

Izuru Kamakura:
My past is the path of attack that he’s taken
So I’ll leave all openings Cerulean Caved in 
But I know that Game Freak’s just gonna kill him
Next time they need a Pokemon to fill in for villain

Written by JustGamer
Mewtwo: Fightmarker
Izuru Kamakura: JustGamer
Beat by Dansonn
Mixed by Serena
Cover Art by Rabi
Special thanks to JesseBox

Mewtwo vs Izuru Kamakura - Smash Bros vs Anything

The battle of the sinister house cleansing games!

VinnyO as Phasmophobia
https://www.youtube.com/@VinnyO
MidgeCat as Powerwash Simulator
https://www.youtube.com/@MidgeCat

Quizzique as Player 1
RaccoonBro as Player 2
garbageGothic as Player 3

Written by Quizzique

Mixed by Special Inquisitor Rayyan

Beat by Dansonn

Thumbnail TBD

Lyrics:
Phasmophobia (0:14):
Player 1: I’ve got fingerprints in the garage, must be where the spectre’s been
Player 2: It can’t be a poltergeist, this place is obsessively clean
Player 3: I found the bone, he’s been dead a LONG time, I’ll photo it later
Phasmophobia: Based on that, this must be the ghost of Powerwash Simulator

You couldn’t do what I do, you couldn’t even try, dude
Unearthing the truth you can call it Mauka Aitu
Exercised with demons, spitting quicker than a Raiju
You drench locations, quite enjoyable for Psytube

My game’s built to stress you out
One bad hunt and it’s all over
Your game’s made for spacing out
Makes sense your first job is a Mars rover

Speaking of, those jobs are uncomfortably lame
With as much consistency as your company name
To think you have fame, you’re living in Fantasies
Your stardom’s a snapshot, even the phantom sees

Your fandom’s just a spirit, and I bet you couldn’t fight one
Despite your HQ, I can see you’re not a Bright one
You’re just cash for your producer’s grab
Workshop that in a FuturLab

Powerwash Simulator (0:59):
I don’t get it, I’m supposed to be scared? Your game hasn’t been scary in years
I played it once, I bullied a ghost using smudge sticks, it had me in tears
But there is one fear, I have seen all of those ghost altercations
Yet the only thing that scares me is your Discord’s moderation

Let’s turn up the jets, the job that’s up next is your atmosphere because I can’t see a thing
In your lobby, when there’s a spectre, who would elect to this gang of misfits, nobody shall ring
It’s just a hobby, you get paid pennies to risk your life plenty of times for some strangers
Your rep is soggy, unlike my cleanup, it’s spotless! You just can’t live up to the dangers

I see no positives in your services, your system’s coarse by design
You don’t even get rid of the ghost for the host, yet you leave a few corpses behind
Your system has declined, too, because what defined you was “simple to play”
“Cheesy scares for days” yet every update has undermined you 
Triple the content yet half the enjoyment, that’s what resigned you

I’m the embodiment of r/oddlysatisfying
It takes patience and time, but the result is quite gratifying
Cleaning disastrous aftermath’s a cakewalk to the contracts you’re ratifying
The slightest of flickering lights would leave your scared ass panic hiding

Phasmophobia (1:58):
For someone that cleans after fires, I thought you would have spit some flames
Yet look at my thermometer, you’re colder than a ghost’s domain 
Your job’s not done yet because it seems your target’s not acquired
The only way you’d pull a win financially’s with Market pliers

Powerwash Simulator (2:13):
That’s your best comeback? Makes sense it’s lackluster
Don’t update the game if that’s all you can muster
You got the roast wrong, and that’s the end of the case, so
For you to spit some heat we’ll toss you into our volcano

You’re Power-washed up, and your fight was pathetic
Your corpse has ragdolled, but that’s purely cosmetic
I’ve removed this stain and it’s somewhat poetic
That your motion is over, that’s the end of Kinetic

Phasmophobia Vs PowerWash Simulator | QUIZZICAL QUARRELS #3 (feat. VinnyO and MidgeCat)

VIDEO COMING SOON!

Jenni No Mercy as Bendy
https://soundcloud.com/user-246183970

Matt Raichous as The Tar Monster
https://www.youtube.com/@TheMattRaichous

Written and Directed by Quizzique
https://www.youtube.com/@Quizzique
Mixed and Mastered by Freshy Kanal
https://www.youtube.com/@FreshyKanal
Art by BMB
https://twitter.com/mynameBMB
Beat prod. by Anywaywell

~~LYRICS~~

Bendy (0:11):
Well, howdy there! And welcome to the picture show!
It’s me, the heart and soul from the minds of Joey Drew’s studio!
We’ve got a special guest today, no need to be alarmed,
Yes, though fear’s what Mr Stoner wants to bring, he’s truly harmless!

Let’s dive into attempted offenses that this guy tried to enact
You’ll find he posed no real threat, it was himself he kidnapped!
Golly, the treasures of Byzantius were his to withdraw
But he got blown out into a bubble, call that the final straw

Tar Monster (0:34)
You think you’ve got me figured out, exposed me like a Turkish drought?
You ain’t considered the clout that I’ve got within this pictured bout
Without a doubt you’re no angel just based on how you were revived
My biggest crime’s taking the gold while your studio’s taking lives

This inky imp from the abyss got nothing on the depths I dwell
The monster from the tar lake’s dragging you back to the pits of Hell
I only need one eye to see deception from afar, fool
Your creator forged a lie, while I’m thinking with tar pools

Bendy (0:55)
Wow, you sure did spit some heat, you clearly have some well-oiled rhymes
Maybe it’s all that liquid tar making you boil alive!
I’ve seen creepier things in your series of various kinds
I think theMeatly would enjoy your Turkey stereotypes!

It’s ironic that a stoner and his dog
Beat a Stoner in his bog who’s more forgotten than the Glob
Now you should never have fought against the mighty Ink Demon
‘Cause all I’d need is an extinguisher to see this thief freezin’

Tar Monster (1:18)
You’re faker than a cardboard cutout, think this should be captured
I’d love to see the outcome, but we’d need another chapter
Your storyline is fractured by the filler on the screen
They must be talking merch when they said “Build up our machine”

Your show had ended, then like a frame it got drawn out
Creators more devout than Sam Lawrence, what the Sheep Song’s about
Now your ink has dried, your studio and machine broke
Thanks for tuning in at home, but for this devil, that’s all, folks

Bendy Vs The Tar Monster | QUIZZICAL QUARRELS #4 (feat. Jenni No Mercy and Matt Raichous)

Written by: CreeperPasta 
Beat produced by: Rajaste
Mixed by: CreeperPasta
Thumbnail by: LimJJ
Flowtest by: Theme Park Avenue
Mr Pickles: Dr.Dee
Binky: Kamren
Presentator: Quizzique 
Arthur: CreeperPasta
Arthur's Dad: JustGamer
Francine: CreeperPasta
Muffy: DerpiesGamingBlast


Presentator: 
You Gotta Be Kidding Me: A game for kids and grown ups. What's the problem, Arthur?

Arthur: 
Binky is still fucking my mother, and ever since he came to my house, DW has been missing. What should I do?

Arthur's Dad: 
Here's a tip, Arthur. Get me out of here.

Francine: 
It's ok, Binky is fucking my mother too. You'll get used to it.

Muffy: 
You should mind your business. You'll live longer that way.

Binky: 
Nobody said you couldn't join us, Arthur.

Mr Pickles: 
I know exactly how to deal with your mother, Arthur.

First made her giggle no tickle (uh)
Then made her tickle my pickle (uh)
Killing them all like a sicko (uh)
Make holes in your mind with no prickles (uh)
Do you wanna fight? You're bark and no bite
Don't fuck around with Mr Pickles (uh)
If these bitches bite, oh yes, these bitches bite
Like Tommy, I react with giggles, uh
I'm a different beast from a different breed. I love the taste of minced meat (ruff!)
You're P-BS for an ARG, and as shitpost, you just piss me off
At least I'm loyal to my human. You see your friends as your enemies
You need discipline, so serve me or I serve you to my pet Steve.

Binky:
I took a bath with Arthur's mom, but you're the one who's washed up
Lesser Lassie's trapped in a well. Let's see you get out with more trash talk.
A beast, a threat? To whom, may I ask? It's time you face the facts
You died soulless, and Sheriff replaced you in time as Grandpa gave you the ax 
No more secrets, Mr Pickles. You don't scare me in the least
You may lay down deep on your lair, but you can't hide from this beast
I solve problems. I help people. I seek to achieve perfection
You're a vermin, son of a witch. I hope you like vivisections

Mr Pickles:
Trash talk? I speak the language that makes my bidding get done
From now on, anyone who repeats your verses is speaking in a dead tongue 
So don't threaten me with a good time. Now it's time to say goodbye 
As I rip your limbs, break your ribs and I eat your flesh under the moonlight 

Binky:
Try that on me, your balls come off. Keep this horny beast locked up.
Animals, corpses, your verses, your series. All of those things, you fucked up.
Another problem solved, you knew how this ended deep down.
But cheer up, Mr Pickles. Your corpse will look nice in my treehouse.

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