For le 100 Hour Rap Battle Challenge

Cole as Narancia
Alen as Pokkle
Beat Produced by 2Deep
Mixed by Guido Mixta

Narancia (0:11):
You better watch where you’re stepping, best stick to gripping that weapon
‘Cause Passione runs these streets, and now your life is being threatened
And wipe that smirk off your face, overconfident little bitch
Your gimmick arrows can’t do shit when they’re up against Aerosmith (uh)
Exotic hunter thinks he’s trained for any possibilities 
Just know that you’d get stomped by the weakest of Stand abilities
Tell the buggy chick you crush on that you’ll always stay ahead
But I’ll once again prevail in a Clash of Talking Heads

Pokkle (0:33):
I’m used to hunting monsters, but what I think is crazy
Is that they called me up to duel some dude who looks like a lady
Some Italian street thug, man I barely even bothered
When I’m dropping harder than both Lil’ Bomber and your father
Fugo left ya halfway through, it’s hard to say that he missed ya
‘Cause you’re busy getting frisky, touchy feely with Mista
So zip it like Sticky Fingers, once again I’ve got ya shrinking
Couldn’t pass a school exam with all the garbage that you’ve written


Narancia (0:56):
Spat out nothing but hot air, boasting ‘bout you slay hard
And all of those Emissions left you squared on my radar
Can’t Volaire Via from the nest that you lay trapped in, playing dead
Until a psychotic catgirl ripped into your fucking head

Pokkle (1:07):
Stick to ditching your missions, and sitting rotting in prison
Cause the shit you spat was harder to grasp than King Crimson
Visions blurry like your mother, find simple addition hard
Guess it’s not surprising that you got all caught up in my bars

Narancia vs. Pokkle | Rap Battle

acemusic as Yuno Gasai
Alen as Jason Voorhees
Beat by Dansonn
Mixed by Fightmarker
Written by Cole

Yuno (0:13)
This is the menace I’m meant to dispose of? A washed up old loser whos trapped in the past
I come strapped to battle with axes and malice my plan is to dice up what's left of your ass
No Freddy or Carrie, I’m more than prepared to bury your body after you bleed all night
If you were one chose as a holder it’s hopeless; I’m not even sure you can read or write
Your series died, trapped under waivers and papers, then just replaced by another
So I’ll do you a favor and cut off your head, just one more way you can be like your mother
Let’s get to the chase, my love is alive, it’s been many decades since you’ve been embraced
Spent years stuck under the crashing of waves, rotting at the bottom of Camp Crystal Lake
Yes our love is true beauty, I do this all for you, Yuki! (Oh Yuki)
Don’t think you’ll lose this? You’re missing a screw, mutie 
Though really, I just need to pull up your sequels to hurt you
Turned you to a goofy freak, then they bombed more than Uryuu
You don’t pose a threat, neither bloated mess, or a load of tech, it’s so low distress 
And noting that, you’re a load of scrap, poor lowly Mech, like Deus Ex
Step to a God bringing nothing but Mur-Murs? You’re practically asking for me to damage ya
With the end of my verse, you can go burn in hell, when you’re in the depths you can say hi to Pamela 

Jason (1:10)
(Ki, Ki, Ma, Ma) Heard enough of this harpy spit
(Ki, Ki, Ma, Ma) I grip the mic, now Jason Lives
Your horrible show is a chore to finish, a whiny incel and his stalker, so tiring
I’ll skewer your beta of a man on my blade, you can go jot that shit down in your diary
These shots I’m firing, thinking you’re beating me? You nearly died to a blind vigilante  
Got played by an imp and their drawn out conspiracy, added your love to your killing tally
Could beat you as a child, fuck the Fifth, I’ll show you deadly kids
I’d tell you to kill yourself, but it seems you already did
Say you’ll turn me to a carcass, bloviating, here you’re armless
But regardless, I’ll haunt your ass to your grave like Tommy Jarvis
With dozens of timelines and worlds where you die, in this fight you’re clearly lacking
I should just go to a new universe, one where you’re actually decent at rapping
You psychotic bitch, abusive and evil, boasting about love as if you’re one to talk
You drug and kidnap him, bind him with chains, and when he dislikes you it comes as a shock
Like your love, your life, your plots, you’ve met a Dead End on this beat
Fought your way through the 12, just to fall to the 13th

Yuno Gasai vs. Jason Voorhees - Rap Battle

Mumkey Jones: Creep Switch
Filthy Frank: Swoldow EVGRB
Beat: http://www.shadowville.com/124751/genres/gangsta-beats/grind-hours
Written by: ColeDaCole, Mason G
Cover art by Jason Carreon
Mixed by Supah Master

Mumkey:
Hi folks, welcome to the Depression Chamber, this’ll be a quick fight
So here’s Mumkey’s Declassified Guide; on how to terminate the mic
Riddling holes in this weeb’s throat, spit sick to leave you dismantled
I suggest you’d best abandon this battle, like it was your channel
Listen up, George Miller Lite, your popularity must be a mistake
I’m supposed to be impressed by the loser who started the Harlem Shake?
I wouldn’t pay $5 for your modern shitty slow-pop trash, man
And now the State of Your YouTube is unwanted, copied, forgotten, and abandoned.  

Frank:
Welcome to the rice fields motherfucker, where I'm growing organic crops
But with your rotting depression gimmick, I say it’s time to stop!
This Zoomer’s Rusty, cage him up so he no longer survives
You know, Jeff Kinney got it right: you ain’t got a social life!
Notch’s favorite channel? I'd say you should keep that discrete. 
You best call up Assburger to give you some help on the beat (heh)
Shut it with your rubber mask, the Wheel of Punishment already fucked you up
Remember jackass: sideways for attention, long way for results

Jumkey Mones:
Hey Mumkey, let me get some Retribution on behalf of his fans
Mumkey:
Wow, never thought I’d find a bigger horse faced bitch than Susan
I’ve packed up my mailbag, shots fired like Elliot Rodger!
Hey Alexa, play the Naruto end theme, this is over

Frank:
Coolest monkey in the jungle? Now I'd say that's stretching it
Don’t need Das the Sauceboy to know all your content is just shit
Now let me end this battle, you can have a Sheepover there
When I send you back to jungle as a Pimp in a Wheelchair

Mumkey Jones vs. Filthy Frank | Rap Battle

Jade as The Boner Pill Salesman
Dani as Sven
Written by Cole
Beat: https://instaud.io/3Zmz (When The Beat Drops by InsaneBeatz)
Cover art by Aaron G 
Mixed by Light

The Boner Pill Salesman (0:10-0:30):
I was expecting a good matchup, but ‘le blocky mutt has arrived’
The second time you’ll drown in flow, but this time you won’t survive
Doesn’t matter that you’re from Minecraft, I’m still the best MC
You’re as lost as Dinnerbone, trying to step up to me
Best hope your flame retardant, cause on this track I’m burning
Once I’m done testing this new subject I’ll leave you dead with Joergen
I’m seriously spilling T, Felix lost, and so have you
So many of your friends have died, half of your world is filled with tombs!

Sven (0:30-0:50):
I’ll be freeing your subjects from the hell you make them live in
Fighting me when you’ve scrapped your medics ain't a good decision   
Let’s talk about dogelore, who’s users sure ain’t fly like Klaus
A group of depressed millennials crying about their life through wacky dogs 
Your meme’s been melk-ed dry, I’m spilling blood and that’s a fact, see
I’ve got bedrock hard raps to collapse you and your factory
So much editing, at this point, you barely resemble a dog
Thank god your verse wasn’t like your story: painfully long!

The Boner Pill Salesman (0:50-1:00):
That verse was pretty cringe, bro, you’re running out of ideas
So badly put together, did you buy your raps from Ikea?
Not even my all of my products could harden your soft ass rhymes
Looks like the minecraft series is over, cause Sven just died

Sven (1:00-1:10):
Take a chromch out of this, you need decoys to stay alive
I’ll have you know, these aren’t the first creeper’s blows that I’ve survived
When it comes to flowing on a beat, I’ve seen better from Water Sheep
Now it’s finally time for Wonka’s knockoff to be put to sleep

TheBonerPillSalesman vs. Sven | Rap Battle

TheAngryMidget as Unwanted House Guest 
Supah as The Bogeyman 
Beat: http://www.shadowville.com/audio//Shadowville.com%20-%20Backfire.mp3 
Writers: Cole 
Mixed by Light
Cover by Trakked

Unwanted House Guest (0:10-0:31)
Let’s dance, Bogeyman, show me what Sack Man’s got
This ain’t a kid you’re messing with, so take your best shot
No need to lurk in the shadows, I’m sure I’ll be just fine
Judging by last night when I watched you practicing your lines
Don’t be surprised, that flash by the window wasn’t headlights
So crawling back under the bed won’t save you from this fight
You’re dangling your win off the bed, and it’s just asking to be grabbed
Like the remote when your flick comes on, worse than Slenderman’s!

The Bogeyman (0:31-0:52):
Emerging from the shadows: the beast that haunts children's dreams, 
Who’s forced to face this foe who’s nothing but a forgotten dead meme
Hiding in corners won’t help you, I know where you are. Always.
You’re tame compared to horror stories and what the net’s got nowadays
Despite your font of choice, you couldn’t leave any Impact
No legacy left behind, just the Babadook’s copycat
Here’s some advice, animal, run back to 4-chan while you can
Tell the nerds on /b/ to watch their backs, ‘fore they see The Bogeyman

Unwanted House Guest (0:52-1:03):
You wanna turn the lights off? Fine then, GAME ON!
Trying to fight me with a verse on par with your folklore songs
You like to kill little kids, but you’re Digg-ing your grave this time
Can’t see your loss in the dark? I CAN SEE IT JUST FINE!

The Bogeyman (1:03-1:14):
Acting like some stalking god, when you can barely even diss
Just a freak who’s fear factor falls next to sleep paralysis  
The web doesn’t Know Your Meme, and it seems in the end
You’re just one more naughty child that’ll never be seen again

Unwanted House Guest vs. The Bogeyman | Rap Battle

Dani as Baldi 
Alex as The Janitor 
Written by Cole               
Cover art by Lauren
Mixed by Light
Beat by Kustom

Baldi (0:15-0:26):
Welcome to my schoolhouse, Janitor, this’ll be a Bash!
Although your illiteracy might make it hard to pass my class
Steal a victory against me? I’m afraid you don’t have the key
So weak, flames from my campfire are enough to leave you beat

The Janitor (0:26-0:38):
Stupid Baldo… Making me mop up your messy flow
I’ll impale this freak with my mop if he wants to trade blows
I’m biscuit ball-ing on this beat, you’re more robotic than Penny
Kick-start having some ideas, or you best skedaddle, Baldi

Baldi (0:41-1:04):
I can’t send ya back to prison, but I can dish out some detention
To this loser who needed MatPat to get anyone’s attention
Step up to me with your glass hip? I’d like to see you try
When you’ve been killed by Kindergartners three different times!
This ain’t a janitor war, I’m not interested in your mop
But I’ll still spill your blood like B-Soda, I’ve got my win on lock!
“Wow! You exist!’ is the highest praise your games receive
Playtime is over, Janitor, and now you’re out of time to leave

The Janitor (1:04-1:28):
Your verse was missing all it’s disses, what is this? Hide and Seek?
Guess that's what I should’ve expected from a game made in 2 weeks
Even with your fog machine, I can see straight through all your lines
Clippy’s defective if he thinks that he’s getting the First Prize 
You’re on tier with shitty flash games, it’s no Riddle, you’re a fad
Next you’ll be saying ‘My verse was ironic! It was meant to be bad!’
Peddling a basic horror game to kids: it’s just shoddy
Once I’m done with ya the dumpster will have one more body

Baldi vs. The Janitor | Rap Battle

(This was written/recorded back in April. It's incomplete because I lost interest in it, and it's already been done by other channels. I'm usually hesitant to call something scrapped but I've already used this beat for a different battle and I have better plans for both of the characters used lol. Here's what got done of this)

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? as SCP-087-1
Trakked as This Man
Written by Me and Trakked 

This Man:
There won’t be any Protection for this blinded greyer Rake
Grey skin? Pale eyes? Yeah, This Guy’s definitely a fake
The shrieking baby was just a preview to your awful annoying bars
I’ll leave ya scarred; Like the Class-D’s that saw your face in the dark
You gotta be kidding me, in dreams, I’m quite a killer entity
This Man’s rhymes are poetic; I’ve been erected as a deity
You ever dreamed of me? I’d fit nicely next to your victory
I’ll bring this staircase to an ending; a stop to this SCP’s history

SCP-087-1:
You’ll collapse from exhaustion, when I drown you with my flow
I’m taking down a less frightening fusion of The Grey Man and Mal0
This Freddy Krueger clone-
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[SCRAPPED] SCP-087 vs. This Man

Happy Halloween :)
Dani Frias as Happy Appy 
King Mewtwo as Bobble the Clown
Beat: http://www.shadowville.com/audio//Shadowville.com%20-%20Bout%20It.mp3 
Written by: Cole and [Uncredited]
Mixed by Jordan

Happy Appy:
You know the theme: its Happy Appy! Helping kids and creepy clowns
Stay Safe when killings are sighted, sneaking stabbings throughout my town.
The only fires being lit are the ones to permanently burn pennywise,
Then not even Forenzik’s skills will figure out just how the monkey died
Going toe-to-toe versus a wanna-be Momo? Now that’s a funny joke,
Cause flow from apple juicy gore on MY show will make you choke
Until the war leaves the rotten core apple with the last laugh,
While Dr Death is imprisoned in a Bubble, Bobble. Try to brainwash THAT.

Bobble the Clown:
Hey Kids, for my next kitchen surprise, I’ll teach you how to cut an apple!
Thot your bandaids could fix your de-claying, when your in a cove of candles?
Your story was made to be bad? Guess the same goes for that verse too, 
Now listen children: here’s how to stop Happy Appy from coming for you.
Tell him to STAND STILL, and remind him of the trolling he created
It doesn’t take an O5-Council member to know Stick Stickly here is hated
I mean, just take a look at your archive pages desecration
Burning in Hell from my fire rhymes? Looks like it’s time for a cancellation!

Happy Appy ( deteriorated ):
Ready to see some natural violence kids? Guess Bobble should’ve re-run
The truth of hating you is that the children and I have something more fun.
You won’t be teaching slaughter fests when your rapping signal is blocked, coward
Watch as I cause a bigger crash then the aftermath of the 9/11 towers.

Bobble:
Despite having no ap-peal, you're still trying to show your glory?
Thank god your pathetic verse didn’t drag on as long as your story
I won’t be needing Nick Jr to make your history go black,
What does Happy Appy need? That’s right! Fanbase Class A amnesiac!
(Evil Laugh)

Happy Appy vs. Bobble the Clown (SCP-993) | SCP Rap Battles #1

Annoying Orange as Himself
TTS Program as Gummibär
Beat by Kustom
Written by Albert Einstein

Lyrics:
(Coming soon)

The Annoying Orange vs. Gummibär. | Bonus Battle!

FyxFynn as Candlejack
TheAngryMidget as SCP-2521 
Written by: Me, [DATA EXPUNGED]
Mixed by Freshy Kanal
Beat: The Candyman by Tristan

Candlejack (0:12-0:25):
You can’t hold a candle to jack, looks like I’m gonna need more rope,
To tie up you and your slendy-tendrils, into a bow of no hope!
Or maybe you’d be better off if I used them to make a noose
So stop hiding, join the party, when this ghost is on the loose!

SCP-2521 (0:25-0:52):
You talk about binding me together, but your blows couldn’t be lighter.
Maybe you’ll stay silent in my presence if I stitch your mouth tighter.
Stuck in the shadows of the Warners, then Spielberg left you to rot
How was this for-real boogeyman taken seriously with what he brought?
It’ll be Mystico that I’m defeated by a personnel like you,
When you can’t make it past another verse, nor past a season 2.
I provoke fear into the masses, you need cue cards to get screams
And now I’ll do the audience a favour and wipe this klansman off the screen


Candlejack (0:52-1:18):
Tall and black and dark with ribbons and sensitive ears?
A series III of a facility that’s lost its meaning of fear?
From your design to your origins, everything around you isn’t scary!
Even your own SCP report has viewers playing pictionary!
Let’s see you try to bus-t a ghost when your rap access is denied,
Then my win will be as easy as making pasta and pumpkin pie!
So step into my sight, through the walls and night, contain pains coming into play,
Before candlelight, contracts your height, then name games will make you float away!

2521 (1:18-1:32):
I would claim those lines were mine, like the designs of a Madman,
But all of them were so weak, like they were jokes from 4chan.
You think your kidnap tactics make you a candle-jack of villain trades?
You’re a freakazoid f-troop who’s fame has already started to fade!

Candlejack Vs SCP-2521 | SCP Rap Battles #2

Michael as Bill
Alen as Chills 
Beat: Spooky Town by Evelution
Written by: Cole, Alen

Bill Cipher (0:21-0:42):
I’ve waited trillions of years for a good rap battle match-up
But they sent a nasally narrator just so I could trash him
I can tell you’ve got some issues, let’s make a deal, friend
With just a shake of my hand, you’ll never be demonitized again!
Trust me kid, when it comes to mysteries, you sure ain’t Sixer
And it doesn’t take him nor Pine Tree to know who spits sicker
This is my Weirdmaggedon, Chills, and you’ve got nowhere to hide
You can’t crack my zodiacs! I’m forever in your mind!

Chills (0:42-1:04):
Despite the names I find that only one of us can spit ill
Tourist Trapped in my channel, now you'll be the one with Chills
It took a few years before you were off of your feet
4 mil are staying for my memes; you don’t even have a season 3
Lett-uce duel! This verse’ll serve you, like a Burger King
This all-seeing being somehow can’t see I’m the one who’s murdering
Reality’s an illusion if this Headhunter thinks he’s got me maimed
Like his show, he’s died; dream-scraping for an Insta-Gram of fame

Bill (1:04-1:09):
Dylan won’t be chillin’ when he finds the conditions he’s in
Verse dragged on longer than your own recognition did!

Chills (1:09-1:14):
You’re Blendin’ Bland stereotypes; I can sense boring stories
Just-In: Roiland and yourself were better on Rick & Morty

Bill (1:14-1:24):
THAT’S ENOUGH! I’m tired of hearing you reference fast food
Do you have ANY IDEA the amount of pain I’ll make you go through?
Your win’s All In Your Head, watch me disassemble your molecules!
Bill Cipher’s so godly, he’ll make those Red Eyes turn blue!

Chills (1:24-1:35):
Axolotl flow; Number 11: Your father will die
The only thing out of you are the tears off your single eye
Don’t need a six-fingered journal or a punch to the head
Even if you tried to reverse this, I’d still have been ahead

Bill Cipher vs. Chills | Rap Battle

(This battle was originally going to be for Jason Carreon's series, but due to him not wanting to make battles anymore, he gave it to me to finish)

Jacob as Tim
Moby as himself
Dragonex as Fry
trisngar as Bender

Written by Jason Carreon 
Additional help by Lauren
Mixed by Jacob
Beat by Kustom / Flowtest by Trakked
Cover Art by Cole

Fry and Bender:
Bender, is an online class really how the future sees that?
Well, I don't think it's peaked that, it's just trash meatbag
What a lame opp, I've seen a much better BrainPop
When- Someone commits suicide? No! When the hype Train stops
I'm five years old, and I haven't learned squat yet, ain't it something?
This is an even worse cross than Star Trek.. and something
Get out of my diss range, 'fore I smoke this odd nerd
Really think you spit flames? Let me laugh even harder

Tim and Moby: 
Dear Tim and Moby, "Can you diss mouths that run like a faucet?"
Good question, but first, they should both come out of the closet
Romophobia? Drop it, your act isn't convincing
Got a-Head and in addition, you fell, just like Nixon
[Beep] Moby, they portrayed the future, but who knows
It's ironic, when The Simpsons could better do so
These two know radio soda, and cigars aren't define?
Well, audience, a prime example of what happens to your mind

Fry and Bender:
No emotion on that track? I thought what the bot said was funny
At least we don't have districts like; "SHUT UP AND TAKE MY MONEY"
Your fan-fics were really gross, and we'll watch your 'base spike when
You bite our shiny metal ass But you'd probably like it. (Heh!)

Tim and Moby:
You jumped the gun like this is the second dimension
Sci-Fi makes me sigh fine, but shew horning in lessons?
Get your feet out of the freezer, this small Fry's delirious
Brother stealing dreams, or? Life was always Mysterious
Run to your 'clops friend, sewers are dark with no light
Paved the way like your dog pet, all bark and no bite
Take notes for this Delivery, you fell victim to time, "man"
Just look at you, the 1990's wants their Fry back! [Beep]

Fry and Bender vs. Tim and Moby | Rap Battle

Evan as The Zodiac Killer 
Light as The Circleville Letter Writer
Written by Cole
Mixed by Light
Beat by 2Deep

Zodiac Killer (0:23-0:47):
This is the Zodiac speaking, to whom do I address this letter?
‘The Obsessive Stalker Geek’ or ‘Fanfic Writer who thinks he’s better’?
On this track, you’re a slave in my paradice of rap 
And now I’ll stomp out a 2-bit Jigsaw and his pathetic traps
Your attempts at harassing? Geez, the saddest crap I’ve ever seen
Best me? Please, you’re on par with a tabloid magazine
You’re not much more than a sham it seems, I’ll leave you seeing blood
And this time I guarantee, my bus bomb won’t be a dud

Circleville Letter Writer (0:47-1:23):
ZODIAC: His raps are wack, I must admit, I’m unimpressed
So jot that rap mess as a loss as I scribble this address
You claim you’re threatening, but these days you’re nothing more than a joke
Hey Ted Cruz, how are things going with getting votes?
Your reasonings are like an editor’s crossword I gotta fill-in
Prancing around public in a mask like a goofy comic book villain
The tables have turned, gunman, now I’m the one calling the shots
And I promise you: I’m not nearly as forgiving as the cops
When we set ‘em up, they stay up, feel free to try and knock ‘em down
But Please Know: Your blows will fail, and in my flow you will drown
So tell no one of this verse, or the police can close your case
When they discover an alleyway full of posters of your face

Zodiac Killer (1:23-1:47):
Speaking of posters: it’s clear you’ve got mine plastered on your wall
Little Stan the writer man, really thinks he's got the gall
To insult the most infamous killer since Jack the fucking Ripper
And if you haven’t deciphered it yet, let me give you a tip, sir
Death by fire, gun, knife or rope; you decide, ‘hero’.
Cause despite all the shit you talk, your death count remains zero
I’ve got a solution for this fanatics frantic fanmail and it’s simple:
‘Believe’ this, you prick, it’s called a bullet to the temple
(Gunshot)

Circleville Letter Writer (1:48-2:00):
When are you going to believe, you won’t be leaving this alive
You failed to survive overtime, it seems I’ve pin-ned you to your crimes
Don’t worry, your ego will stay intact by the end of this feud
As I’m sure the reports of your death will be front-page news

ColeTheCole

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