favorite battles of 2019

note: based mostly off of how much i listen to them lol. there's some like dustin v jacob i didnt put on here because of that reason

Favorite Battles of 2019

This battle means a lot to me as both my last one and one that took over two years to make. Thanks for listening!

Chao as Dimentio
SkeepTieel as Marx

Written by Chao, Dani, ENNWAY, and R the Writer
Thumbnail by Aaron Peters
Beat by Kustom

Dimentio: 
It’s the paper and plot twister cutting and crossing dimensions 
Against a pestering festering jester who won’t steal attention
Take you to a world where I’m invincible to your attacks 
Using the Chaos Heart, it’s not just Mr. L who has my back 
Pop this Kirby Super Star like the planet he wants so bad 
My magic’s getting tragic, making your death sad
With your philosophy on life, Marx is an ironic name
Everyone has Wishes of making you Milky go aWay 
Falling off your little ball don’t make you cute, it proves your loss
Even Groucho’s more comedic than this joke of a boss
Manipulating mechanical monsters while I’m in my prime 
I see you're tryna battle me, so that means “It's Showtime”

Marx:
The Sun and Moon are warring, wanna help me on a mission?
I'm a tactician, so don't mess with my mirrored ammunition 
What happens when you combine a cute face with a jester?
Still a better final boss than a giant springy head, sir
I'd flatten you with my beach ball, but you're already made of paper 
I’m a star, spitting rhymes like Nova, a death maker 
Won’t need the Fountain power from the planets I already rule  
To leave this overly-hyper megalomaniac schooled 
Underwhere? Underwhy is your life a World of Nothing!?
Calling my schemes pathetic when your plan revolves around bluffing 
Plant your Floro Sprouts in me? I’ll leave you in Dimension D!
Cause when it’s Showtime, it’s no time to sing your melodies

Dimentio:
Quit embarrassing yourself, looks like Marx left no marks  
Thinking you’ll really capture anything when I’m the king of hearts
Copying myself till you can’t comprehend who I’ve become 
We’ll all attack you as one and you’ll be left dead and numb  
Silencio! Keep quiet, turn this jester into a mime 
Because Dimentio is mentioning that Popstar is now mine!
You’re as blind as any other bat to think you have this in the open
Leave you with more than bad luck once this Mirror Kirby’s broken

Marx’s Soul:
You better have saved tomatoes for The True Arena’s end 
When this is finished, Count Bleck will have some more paper to mend 
Rhymes like scissors, an interdimensional blizzard 
Is spiraling towards the offspring of Houdini and a wizard!
I’m Ultra! Super Star beats Super Paper Mario  
Kirby’s gone and so are you, I’ve won in this scenario 
I’ll be back someday, because with my newfound prospect 
The soul of a god has crushed a failed art project

Dimentio vs Marx - Rap Battle

Jacob G as Kickass
J Morris as Deku

Written by:
Freshy Kanal, Jason, Vriska and Jughead Jay

Cover Art by:
Zim 11037

Additional Help by:
R the Writer & Zim 11037

Beat by:
Audio Network

Mixed and Mastered by:
Freshy Kanal


Lyrics:

Kickass: 
Hey Hit-Girl, you wanna-? Oh, it’s just me
Well, uhum- Stand aside for a hero to serve the beat

Cause against me? Study up my name. 
Why don't you take a page
For someone who can make a change. 
Do what you do best: break a leg

I don't need a Sick Stick to make me spit sick
You lock the top dog, I'll bite off more than this dick, prick

You misfit, the real world ain't some class to place last, kid
Bitch, your name literally means you get your ass-kicked

Your obsession with your teacher really gives me the creeps, bro
Boku no Hero? Change that to Boku no Pico

Deku:
You’re one to talk about starting off worthless
With your daydreams and hormones, 
I wouldn’t say that you’re quirkless

So let me take the shots, but you won’t need your vest
Cause even if you’re juiced on speed, you couldn’t match my 5 percent

Cram more cheap jokes and violence, 
I’ll Detroit Smash your privates
I destroy foes with high kicks, 
you need cheap toys and sidekicks

It took one whiney white kid to almost go and unfold ya
And the size of your nightsticks? Not. Plus. Ultra.


Kickass: 
Talking ‘bout dick jokes but you couldn’t get around
Your girl’s got gravity powers but you still can’t go down

I might’ve fucked up my senses, but you still get on my nerves
Too bad your daddy couldn't pass to you his fire spitting quirk


Deku: 
Well too bad your daddy didn't pass his genes for getting murked 
You're so scared of getting hurt, you let a kid do all your work

Think you’ll leave me in a Red Mist? 
You can’t hip-hop like Tsu, though
Staten Island’s got it rough if their best hero is a dudebro!


Kickass: 
You’re one to talk about parenting, watch what you utter
You pull a momma’s boy household by disappointing each other

Drowning in your mourning, dude, you would beg to reach my tier
Shit, retitle this “my wetsuit Vs your self pity tears”


Deku: 
I'm strapping armor, 
while you're bragging 'bout that wetsuit you're repping?
You spent too much kicking ass in a Walmart clearance section

But you said you wanna make up for your mistakes?
It’s a bit late
This dickface draws his path in the shadow of Nick Cage

Keep running yourself in depth with all the chaos you're causing
I’m gonna show myself out now and share that cocoa with your coffin

Kick-Ass vs. Izuku Midoriya - Rap Battle!

GamingPlush64 as Salad Fingers
Vladimyr P. as Bobby Yeah

WELCOME TO A SINISTER RAP BATTLE
BOBBY YEAH
AGAINST
SALAD FINGERS
BEGIN

(0:22) Salad Fingers:
Welcome to rap little chap, today you sail on my ship
Ovens on, fire up, I’ll take you on a another trip
Through a world of slaughter, red water, body horror,
In order to corner this low life thief explorer.
You’re an awkward little Garçon, aren’t ya’ little Bobby?
It’s quite Naughty to be touching EVERYTHING for a hobby
And what you utter makes me shudder since you’re nothing but a bluffer
So take your pain porridge, or you’ll end up with a Glass Brother

(0:43) Bobby Yeah:
Take on an animal like me, and this Great War will go south
So it’s time that I shine; to wash the Firth out of your Mouth
And with your ‘orgasmic’ gestures; will leave you with more than a splinter
That will allow me to stop the motion of your middle finger.
You’ve lingered on for too long so you best be prepared
When fingered pawns start to bawl "Don’t Hug me .I’m Scared!"
Andrew-Hands will be back to his cupboard in despair
When transmissions tell him he missed his mark by a hair

(1:05) Salad Fingers:
I like rusty spoons but I don’t like you
And your rain rusted raps taste like soot and poo,
This Eraserhead may have awards that he had “found”
Before your conception, I put animation in the new-ground
The people chilled to the bones, they went where no one else goes,
And they dared to press a button… that was my videos
The story of how I was hexed made them all perplexed
And now it’s written in text, and your loss will be next

(1:27) Bobby Yeah:
I am very sick from the soup that I spit
Try to toss your salad raps, but MY bucket won’t be kicked
Don’t try to sneak out your intentions through the red wall
Because I'm watching you there, and this face sees all
Daddy’s fame delusions from the house to the sewers
Makes you puppeter everyone, right down to your viewers
You will see the blueLight when I distribute this immigrant
The disses that Caillou deserves for being family belligerent

(1:49) Salad Fingers:
I’ll be the one to push your buttons in this Picnic to spit licks
I think I may have miss-clicked on this wannabe dick flick
You managed to get a-head, but by the very last scene
You’ll find a fate much worse than a blade from a guillotine.

(2:00) Bobby Yeah:
The meaning of my fever dreams is forever being disputed
While fan-theories had figured out the nightmares you executed
This battle was a reflection, do you know which side you’re on?
Here’s a hint: Another flesh-boy victory’s stolen and gone.

WHO MURDERED THE MIC?
COMMENT THE WAIVER BELOW
RETURN TO THE DEPTHS OF HELL
FOR ANOTHER
SINISTER RAP BATTLE

Writers: Vlad, Ryan Tillotson, Dani Frias, and GamingPlush64
Mixed Audio / Effects by Vlad
Beat Producer: 2Deep
Cover Art Creator: Vlad

Bobby Yeah vs Salad Fingers. Sinister Rap Battles

In honor of the anniversary of Baldi’s Basics, he decided to show up for a rap battle! Against him are the dynamic doggy duo, Poochee and Pansy! Who will win the clipart crown? What mysteries lie inside of this battle? And more importantly, zkr duh fdfrjulqv dqg zkdw kdyh wkhb grqh wr wklv fkdqqho?

Dani Frias as Poochee.
GamingPlush64 as Pansy and FILENAME2.
Swoldow EVGRB as Professor Baldi.

Written by GamingPlush64 (with help from Dani Frias).
Mixing done by Freshy Kanal.
Beat by Epistra Beats.
Cover art by Dani Frias.
Puzzle tested by Dr. Sci-Fi (https://m.twitch.tv/doctor_scifi) and Freshy Kanal

Lyrics:

pooceeandpansy:
Horror requires unexpected thinking outside the box
But now a “Loser’s Sucky School?” - The LSS must be stopped
You wanna face off, Mr. Krupp? Like Filename2, face corruption
You could barely teach the Basics! You couldn’t uncode our puzzles
We’re the biggest unsolved screamer that the Dark Web’s ever heard
You’re just the craft of a Unity using, 14, Doki Doki nerd
EVERYONE BUT YOU IS DEAD, but it’s better you don’t exist!
Consider that another Gangadittle reality fixed

Baldi:
No animals in my halls, or the cat will take your tongue
I’m spittin’ quick like Sonic and still top him with teaching the young
Experimenting was nonsense for I'll still take the first prize
I’m not a Fan of the Dial-Tone of non-existent canines
No Suffering in the Dark, you’re in my Schoolhouse and can’t leave
While reviewing your work, I’d rename it Poaching some Pansies
You CANNOT HIDE. I will FIND YOU. Better get it through your head
After wandering my halls, you’ll find that they are ALL DEAD

poocheeandpansy:
You’re making us Blue, your lyrics were soda - liberately cheap
Finishing you should be easy when it only took 2 weeks
You know we Gotta Sweep away a Slender clone’s fame on the rise
Another nonsensical horror? I think it’s best to Close Your Eyes

Baldi:
To close my eyes? You’ll be without them by the time my lesson’s through
You should have made like your series and just delayed the part 2
I’ll Sock it to Lasagna Cat’s lazy storyboarding drafts, you’re
getting an “F” for morph suit villains as your best Arts and Crafters

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poocheeandpansy vs Baldi’s Basics in Education and Learning. Decent PG Rap Battles.

Miles Allen as Spongebob
Matthew Thomas as Patrick

Jughead Jay as Gumball
Elijah as Darwin

Spongebob & Patrick:
I’m ready! ... To flip this battle like a Krabby Patty 
Was this fart of a cartoon created by his flabby daddy?
I’ll have you like your voice actors cuz’ this kitty’s getting fired
Your show’s an acid-trip of styles that makes Tobias look tired 
Why don’t they take their insults and push them somewhere else
Have a Nasty Patty But he’s already full of himself
Hey Patrick, guess who I am? Uhhhh, stupid? No,
I’m the Amazing World of Gumball What’s the difference? I DON’T KNOW

Gumball & Darwin:
Who earns minimum wage and has ADHD? SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!
Annoying, eccentric and stupid is he SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!
If a dead drawn-out show is something that you wish SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!
Then grab your remote and change over to Nick SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!
You’ve hit Bikini Bottom; I could squeeze this Sponge with any diss 
What the what’s wrong SpringBoob? I think that he’s just Jellyfish 
Whether it’s rap or Boating School, you’re always gonna fail 
Because this Goofy Goober’s even slower than his snail 
I’m a real star fish- do you live under a rock? 
You’ve both been demoted to Tweedle-Dee and Dumb f*ck

Patrick:
I can’t wrap my head around your raps like a trombone 
Chewing out this Gumball who can’t even wumbo
Who you calling Spongebob? (uh patrick) I’m Patrick- that’s enough 
I’m not your girlfriend but your disses sure crack me up 

Spongebob:
Your early reel had potential but I think I oughta’ mention 
It went down the drain when doodle-darwin lost his 3rd dimension 
You ain’t the centre of attention next to Teen Titans Go reruns
Since kids only line up for you when they’re after The Refund

Gumball & Darwin:
Your repetitive slapstick couldn’t make the viewers stay amazed 
These tuna fish will get creamed like they rapped with Mayonaise 
Hop back on Hasselhoff, don’t hassle us- yeah, you aughta’ run 
you look up to us; you live under the water, sons!

Spongebob vs Gumball. CMRB

IcerM as Evil Otto
Jake G. as Polybius

WELCOME TO A SINISTER RAP BATTLE
EVIL OTTO
AGAINST
POLYBIUS
BEGIN

Evil Otto:
Time to start up my console; while your game is foregone
If you can’t pass my rapping score; you best hurry on along
I will make you Mckneel! With a prolonged and bitter struggle
You’re in trouble, when you tussle, inside my a-maze-ing puzzle!
I keep all children away with my smirk everyday
While this game for child’s play is stuck in a dusty arcade
I’ll fight like a robot, pocket wins with stern words
While this roasted chicken rumor’s getting mocked by youtube nerds

Polybius:
Intruder Alert! Polybius has broken into Chicago!
Berserk jerks will be Oragon when i exercise Otto
You best step it up a level to not get chewed out for your loss
When i secure a win against a so-called 8 by 8 boss
This legend has a game that caused sanity to fall
Causing fear, while Pac-Man here, simply jumps over walls
You’re too close to my blows, an escape would be wise
Try to beat me in your sleep, but you can’t close your eyes...

Evil Otto:
Listen here Petscop Senior. You need to hop off my fame 
Lest I leave your verses lost and never found just like your game
Or better yet, non-existent, a history you can’t seek
Because I just witnessed gibberish like you were speaking greek

Polybius:
New identities of me are still being re-ported,
Compared to me, your arcade game hasn’t even been quartered.
A passing thought in a documentary is how low your horror goes,
While i’m shown in the back in a bunch of cameos.

Evil Otto:
5000 points, you just gained an extra 8-bites
Try to message raps, but this sublime circle has brighter lights
It’ll blind your Frenzy, from PC and PS to Atari
Then i’ll die and come back, with the power of an army
It makes me happy that your joystick moves got you in my trap.
Now the lasers and electric raps will give you a zap.
Causing this urban turd to get tossed out of my town
Making you disappear like it was a government shutdown

Polybius:
I still make people skeptical, even when in the void
Causing conspiracies in Portland, with Tempest and Asteroids.
Your heart-stopping raps are a psychoactive attack,
Now watch the results get analyzed by the Men In Black.
You told secrets and lies, in order to deprive the opponent
But the GamePro shows why he’s blown it, because of his components.
I’ll always seize the high score, yet you’ll come back to play me,
But i’m a heartless machine. YOU CAN NEVER SLAY ME.

WHO MURDERED THE MIC?
COMMENT THE WAIVER BELOW
RETURN TO THE DEPTHS OF HELL
FOR ANOTHER
SINISTER RAP-console shutdown effect

Writers: Vlad, Ryan Tillotson, Dani, AmazingRabi, and Henry
Beat Editor: Ryan Tillotson
Mixer / Effects: Vlad and IcerM
Cover Art by Brodecai

Evil Otto vs Polybius. Sinister Rap Battles

Jason as Alexander Hamilton
ProjectAlpha20 as Luke Skywalker

Lyrics:

Alexander Hamilton:
How does a master, orphan, science-fiction samurai
Become the biggest sell-out in a billion dollar franchise

Damn right, you’re quite the high talker, Skywalker.
But I’ll beat you in double, son, I am your founding father.

You used to be the coolest, saved the galaxy from trouble
But then you became a burnout, just like your aunt and uncle!

Scattered in your tattered robes while I’m ranking in the high courts
Unless your goal's to bore me, what exactly do you fight for

He comes to spit, although, of which I have dismissed, sir
He thinks that he’s the shit and that he’s hit with what he’s dissed, sir

I know our family’s are both of our passions
But you just wanna take your sister to the room where it happens
 
Luke Skywalker: 
We both had big battles that brought us to our acclaim
But when it comes to duels, you got that Stormtrooper aim

Hamill's hamming on Hamilton, you couldn't hold a candlestick
Your wife already burned you for me; Alexander Anakin

This battle - man, I’m owning it! The Force - man, I’m honing it!
When I took my shot, I got the Death Star exploding, it's 
Quite hopeless, prick. 
Your only motivation’s to be famous? Shit,
I’ll leave you whipped, like every single slave you shipped

Alexander Hamilton:
Go squeeze some breast milk, here's something to raise a glass for:
We both had music specials, ..wait, that's right, George trashed your's.

No amount of ticket sales could match my Tonys
Should be calling me Best Picture because you would never own me!

I’m decking a jester, a mess your director had oughta rewrite to correct
We’re not equals, I’m the USA prequel, 
and that’s something my fans would never forget

You’re Disney’s bitch, I’m the brains behind Moana
Got private shows for White House folks and features with Obama

Your legacy became some losers living with their mommas
Spewing racist drama, giving child actors trauma!
 
Luke Skywalker: 
You made the New York Shitpost on politics across the world?
You’re the AP US History version of Gossip Girl

You still piss in a pot, I’ve got a space fleet saving planets
What could you possibly do to me? Raise my taxes?

So let’s wrap it up, your aims and plans are making zero progress
But no wonder, since you got lost following your political compass

I mean you let your son get killed, you made an enemy of Jefferson
You’re picking fights on your own side and shit talking your president

Your history’s a hurricane, what I find most depressing is
this lawyers’ ‘legacy’s’ confined to lift unlawful dresses 

Scandals left your life in shambles, you died in a helpless state
I don’t need the Force to make Washington turn in his grave.


Written by:
Freshy Kanal, Jughead Jay, Jason, Fel, Hippie Rat and Zawesome

Beat By:
Epistra

Mixed by:
Freshy Kanal

Cover Art by:
Enzo, Brodecai and Adroitwhiz

Alexander Hamilton vs. Luke Skywalker - Rap Battle!

wowee, that was quick lmao. (please excuse the ending lmaoo)
Dani Frias as PilotRedSun
Razzy as Treatsforbeasts
Beat produced by: 2Deep
Thumbnail by Trakked
Mixed by Vladimyr P.
Writers: Trakked, ColeDaCole

Battle: 
Pilotredsun (0:13):
This is your Pilot speaking; you’re in for some stormy weather
When a bleeding freak with treats for beasts thinks that he can do better
I deliver the good REACTions, Scaring Theaters, you’re below this 
I’ll be leaving you Red, Son; An end to this Felonious Bolus

Treatsforbeasts (0:27):
Whatever a rap can one make from slop or slime syllables?
You’ve been Cooped Up too long; best teach this sadpad a couple principles
I may have a cynical view, but I’ll still bring you to my War, sawed
You think you have the audacity to not praise my almighty God!?
I’ll sink my sharpest teeth into your shoddy style of drawing
In this Hymn for Him, I’ll leave your spine exposed, you’ll be crawling,
I’ll be gnawing on your bones; While my religious words are known,
You don’t have an Insta-gram of fame; best stick to being Pamtri’s clone

Pilotredsun (0:54):
How come you claim to be known? I have more subs than you, kid
Take a look inside your mind; and find out how you’re defeated!
I’ll make my win Nes-Quik, best stick back to your shitty attacks
I’ll be taking your candy raps and throwing them in the trash!
You’re a hack that can’t understand that nursery rhymes are outdated
Let me tell ya ‘bout the man who, based on dislikes, is pretty hated
It’s time to erase this; face it, you’re just a Plastic Man
That’s facing technical malfunctions; There’s no reverence for this sham

Treatsforbeasts (1:22):
I am the beast that raps on the beat;I’ll make ya retreat with these treats
A Red Fiend? I’ll make him bleed; sending Lasagna Cat to defeat 
I’ll trade you in for twice the rice; Victory’s twice as nice as my rhymes
You bring twice the lies from your crimes, from that sinful Casino Night

Pilotredsun (1:35):
You’re going into orbit, this stupid mutt needs to Wain Stop
You’ve truly become a monster; In the highest caliber, I gain drops

Treatsforbeasts (1:42):
I praise the Lord with my ways! You’re just a Fat Cat that praises Satan,
But I’m not just talking Garfielf when it comes to lazy animation

Pilotredsun (1:49):
I’ll leave another alien roasted ;should’ve given me my space beer..

Treatsforbeasts (1:52):
With that music and echo, you think you’re really one to fear?

Pilotredsun (1:56):
You’re Micro-Soft on this beat,

Treatsforbeasts (1:58): 
Allow me to Paint you an image

Both (2:00):
This shoddy music artist doesn’t even understand how to be cryptic!

PilotRedSun vs TreatsForBeasts - Rap Cypher: REBOOT #3

Fel as Norman Bates' Voice 
Zawesome as Norman Bates' Video
Swedely as Jack Torrance's Voice
PeppyPigeon as Jack Torrance's Video
Freshy Kanal & Fel as Norma Bates' Voice

Written by:
Freshy Kanal

Beat produced by:
Freshy Kanal & VinnyO

Chiseled by:
Jason, Adroit and Vriska

Mixed & Mastered by:
Freshy Kanal

Thumbnail by:
Fel 

Lyrics:

Norman Bates: 
Would you mind not throwing a fit in my business?
With that grimace you don’t lay a welcome mat, from what I’ve witnessed
I’ve known some shitty role models, your obsession brought your slaughter
Now I’ll make this the part 2 of ridding frantic frivolous fathers
So Kubrick screwed his train of thought, and cooked a different mad plot
Now the author of this author is flooding his floors with bad blood.
My footsteps are what my plan brought, with all the friends that I have lost
While your path froze your guts to death--I’ll check you in as Jack Frost.



Jack Torrance: 
A child and his mother, I corrected the disturbance 
Now they send me both cases within one goddamn person
It’s a burden, but I guess I’m gonna have to let the storm in
You dropped the ball on the carpet? Then fucking play with me, Norman!
This spineless biased child will bring the crisis I’m divining.
It only takes a lifeless mind to give your mindless life a Shining
I’ll flip you and your “stab-me-daddy-slapstick-gist”
Your spirit’s like: “Keep calm and pass the buck to mommy, she can handle this”
You’re simply full of lust, I know it makes you feel so ill
Still don’t have the guts to face it so you take them out your roadkill.
Now you perfectly replicate what you pin on your walls
An empty, anxious, little bitch that ripped his soul with what he caused
 
Norman and Norma Bates: 
Mother, what’s the plan? Pierce this Jackoff ‘till the game’s won
No need for reversed writing to know Torrance is getting REDRUM’d
You play with your work but who’s feeling disturbed? Think of more than one sentence and write it
Are you finally willing to fight and confront or did I get a dull boy excited
I know it’s not my place to get involved in, but you got nothing but your avarice and despair evolving
‘Til your only belief in everything you ever made is that the bottles you empty are gonna solve it
And packing a weapon? Listen up, I know this whole feeling is filling your guilt
But you showered in self deprecation and went to get stabbed by the story you built
You crafted your own trial, dropped out full of wrath and envy
The labyrinth was the game, but Player One wasn’t Ready.

Jack Torrance: 
You keep your basement locked after silencing mommy?
There won’t be secrets behind closed doors when Here’s Johnny!
Where’s the light of your life? You’re turning your home to hell
Peep so many holes in the wall, call it Mastur-Bate’s Motel
Your mom wrecked social contact within the feminine context.
I mean how’s dinner with her corpse and your oedipus complex?
It doesn’t matter who you mess with, you’ll stay obsessed and desperate
Your mind is your own maze and you will never find the exit

Norman Bates vs. Jack Torrance - Rap Battle!

Special thanks to Alex for uploading
(he told me to put this here lol)

Beat Produced by: Imotape Productions
Written by: Dani Frias, King Mewtwo
Chiseled by: B O R K
Mixed by: J Morris the Review Guy
Thumbnail by: AaronGPeters

King Mewtwo  as John Lennon
J Morris the Review Guy as Kurt Cobain

Lyrics:

Lennon:
Imagine there was no heaven or nothing to pray to
After listening to your songs, I’d say I was in the same view
With all the kindergarten playbacks, come in here and you're too low
All Apologies, but I'll smack you back to In Utero

Cobain:
Here's the difference between Cobain’s art and the man who's dream’s a nudist
You claim you're high and mighty but I myself worship the Buddhists
You don’t sound like you’re into anything but how am I too low?
I know “All You Need is Love” didn't mean brag about Yoko Ono
Then spent your honeymoon in bed, and been slacking ever since
Didn't play for you to join, but did your OCD never rinse?
The always sad friend of the group with I guess one known Christmas tune
I wouldn’t be all too surprised if you were depressing this beat soon

Lennon:
Got a band named Nirvana, but seems within it’ll decay
A Heart Shaped Verse so shattered it’d crawl back to the guitars that you’ve played
My writing demons are no more, you can’t make yours fade away
So best clean up that filthy verse like the janitor that stayed

Cobain:
Across the Universe, but your best work was racist through the stars
The pain that I’ve been through’s not even close to you spitting your bars
Make like your Beatles departure and still keep up with the peace
As your nose is bigger than your ambition for another piece
You’re a Montage of Heck but at least when your Poison’s Gone
You’ll be Fecal Matter, after you’re announced before dawn
You don't want a Quarry, Man if you're as beta as those times
Maybe try getting used more often to think up better lines

Lennon:
I don't believe in death, but after this I think that’ll be switched
Seems it’s not the first time that you’ve been under a painted bridge
I've been seen through as a lord, better call up Harrison
Because the closest thing to your moment was buried pressure, son
Got you caught in more flow than your conceiving; Nevermind
Should’ve went back to film-making to make better bloody lines
You’re in the Brad Pitt now, if he’ll even show up for his part
And with a friend from Compton, I thought you would get him for this kind of art
You’ll change in here more than your members, I’ve moved on from what you’ve dissed with
I won’t take you seriously when your best song is for Teen Spirit
You’ve got many inspirations, and then went thinking you were flawless
But give my nickel back and Nickelback his crown for the obnoxious

Cobain:
Changed my members, yes, but what relationships do you bring?
Me and Courtney stayed while you’ve got stale meat who could never sing
Not to mention your band’s material for pop culture allusions
Guess my cover did nothing but give this old man some confusion
I took assets from you and managed to do better than your smudge
It isn’t my fault that John Lennon here mixed up the grunge with grudge
I’ve been playing for MTV before they Unplugged with their music
You’ve been playing for little girls who prefer Harry as their choosin’
Now don’t interrupt me, I’m not here to kowtow and give thanks
When your closest thing to rapping was against O’ Reilly’s banks
Your Rolling Foes gave me four stars, it’s clear that we’re not on the same side
So keep coming at me if you once again want all your flames died

Lennon:
I spit Lithium; you spit its cancer rhymes that leave you dead
Say goodbye to all the friends living inside your head
Got a Simpson reference, now everyone rips off your flashback
Stay as the emo savior and be minimized to a movie soundtrack

LINE MEANINGS/FUN FACTS:

https://docs.google.com/document/d/10owsMAvzpi_1bDjQQouQ7CYb-ZmVtOyRMfJlkCQx4IY/edit?usp=sharing

{REBOOT} John Lennon vs Kurt Cobain - Rap Battle

Lyrics:

Chucky:
A ragdoll wants a rap brawl? 
I’m not the kind of toy you’d wanna dance with
Ain’t seen a faker hunk of plastic since Tiffany’s “enhancements.”
I mean you dug your shit in my spotlight, I got a comeback you couldn’t dream of, rookie.
So how much Woody could a wood-Chucky chuck if a wood-Chucky could chuck Woody?
Hold the gun on your sidekicks or run into my knife, bitch
I’d play “hide your soul” but you’re already lifeless
Stay PG and keep counting your sheep
While you sit in Bonnie’s room alone, without a peep
Trust me, I’ll strip your title as hot topic, 
Did your plot strings puppet that many fucking losses?
Thinking outside the box, Andy's off to college while I still keep on rocking my box office
  
Woody:
Those burdens you dug yourself in ain’t something I’d ignore.
Cuz I don’t think that body count would help disburse your child support.
As sheriff, I can’t endorse a story milked six times or more
So tell me exactly what bragging rights does your franchise have in store?
You run on two legs, but your feelings are fake
After this: No more reboots for this snake
My lasso is cutting your wires
You got a big mouth for a fun size Michael Myers
For dolls like you we ain’t got no tolerance
Even Sid's toys would throw you across the fence
You drew the line, this battle is your suicide, 
my movie’s booting you aside; a rescue for your audience.
Square up all you want in all  your fancy ways
You will never be able to fill up Andy’s grave
My destiny’s a legacy, your story’s ending right here
Cuz by now your buzzkill’s burnt out in this light-year

Chucky:
You’re armless in this show, sir, a failed stunt for your shoulder
So put a gun in your holster, or fuck off my posters
I Hamil’d it up! I’ve been toppling cities, 
scaring the piss out of kiddies, bitch, I’m Andy’s owner
You Hamm it up, riding your owner like it’s a piggy back, 
You’re Woody Wood-pecking all up over Andy’s shoulders
I’m in mint condition, but from a bloody background 
You’re my sloppy second, but a hand me let down
Bullseye spits harder than Woody, you got nothing
While I make the beat drop like “Andy’s coming!”
My name lives in the doll, I have insanity lead
You’re called Woody, cuz you fell down the family tree
If you’re as beloved to Andy as you think, he’d call the doctor
But to him you’re just as alive as his father

Woody:
Don’t go dissing others for their titles partn’r? “Good Guys” is your legacy
You’re the posterboy for playtime, the only street you’re running is Sesame
I don’t hold you to high standards, in my part of town you’re too young
Yet you’re smart enough to connect to tech, but too dumb to plug your head to your tongue?
I’m off into the sunset, let’s not prolong our argument
To infinity and beyond, muffles Chucky from the bottom of the bargain bin

Written by:
Freshy Kanal, Adam & DNA_Fox 

Mixed and Edited by:
Freshy Kanal

Beats by:
Dansonn & Simon Servida

Additional Help by:
Rabi, Mason, Derpiest Game Blast (DGB), Fel, GengoMain, MetaMachine, Creep Switch, Adroit, GamingPlush65, Hippie Rat, Brodecai, Commander Jacob

Art by:
AlienMadman

Chucky vs. Woody - Bonus Battle!

This is probably gonna be like the last time I release two battles this close together, enjoy it. It's a showdown of alternative comics when the Watchmen's Rorschach takes on the real-life superhero Kick-Ass.

Written by R the Writer
Beat prod by Dave James on Audio Network
Mixed by Dustin
Thumbnail by Geon
Special thanks to Adroit for helping gather the files

Stofferex as Rorschach
Vladimyr P as Kick-Ass


Rorschach:
Rorschach's journal, late in 2019
I'm opening up on this teen like a can of baked beans
Pioneered crews of costumed goons, only for them to end up dead
Not surprising since you're denser than that steel plate in your head
You play with a pair of sticks but you lack a pair of balls
I could start a hotter fire with a can of aerosol
I haven't seen your true face but I can tell that you're still frightened 
So hang up the scuba gear and let hit girl do your fighting

Kick-Ass:
I've fucked up tons of toxic cunts, this dickface I can manage
Baked beans? Challenging me's just ordering a knuckle sandwich
I'm Keene to leave you beaten, putting an end to your gory ways
Face my batons and the facts, you're way past your glory days
But I'm still out and busting crime with the aid of the police
Your only friend left you out in the cold as you lay deceased 
No gray area here, to me you're beyond all redemption 
You're a psychopath, a scumbag, and a ripoff of the question 

Rorschach:
You're just a second fiddle to a twelve year old Mary Sue
The end is nigh, like James I'll have you hung and then I'll bury you

Kick-Ass:
With those uncompromising morals, your head's clearly befuddled
Like I did with red mist, I'll wipe the floor with this red puddle

Rorschach:
You're clearly not that tough if any wimp can take your place
I'm through with chewing the fat, now I'll throw it in your face 

Kick-Ass:
You bring up my legacy but yours isn't any better
I mean, your worst enemy was aided by your own successor 

Rorschach:
As your filthy rhymes build up, you'll beg for me to set you free
But like with any other foe, I'll turn a deaf ear to your plea
One-Zero. Your move. I think it best if you flee
Not even ralphie genovese would want to be locked in with me

Kick-Ass:
So stay in your cell you nutcase 'fore your head gets cracked open
Since your insane pursuits of justice aren't helpful with your coping
You're more fucked than your mother if you thought that I'd be passive
Cause it's clear you've got more issues than your comic ever lasted

Rorschach Vs Kick-Ass - Rap Battle

Samara:
In seven days your semi fame will get erased
Forever hated, devastated, choking on your petty rage
Against a dated slasher specializing in edgy teens
I’ve seen meaner scream queens squealing on MTV
I’m the first film sensation from Asia to get the west cravin’
You’re the last one people think of when they hear “Wes Craven”
Abandoned by your mother and it drove you to insanity,
So you’ll bite another bullet, guess it runs in the family

Ghostface:
Hello, announcer - can I fight someone new, please?
You must’ve misheard me; I said I like scary movies
You would think by now you’re used to getting played, but
I can help you out if you really wanna hang up
List everyone you ripped off? I'd rather tape my mouth shut
Stringy hair ghost girl couldn't have been more washed up.
Idyllic but then your hopes for a fairytale drowned
So Samara, Samara, can you let your fans down?
They put a cliche mess right on a VHS
Just so your franchise can replay death?
My scream time made your dreams work, 'til I slayed you.
With your screen time, you shouldn't really call yourself a breakthrough

Samara:
I'm trapped in the waters but protected by god
Drop the facade, you’re useless! Even your rules are flawed

Ghostface:
Wrong answer! Your reboot trash is lackluster
You’re barely at the bottom of the bargain bin at Blockbuster

Samara:
So formulaic, you're more suited for Scooby-Doo
Stuck in an endless loop of Sidney eluding you
Coming at me choking on your phoned-in lines? Please,
I’m screwing you over worse than caller ID
Talk about your franchise like you're one to boast
Enough with your sequels; just give up the ghost
We both know exactly what it's like to take a dive
To be blunt, your role couldn't get your ratings high.

Ghostface:
Unstoppable like Jason, you can’t stop the bloodshed
Shoulda known, never assume the killer is dead
Face it, Grudge girl, you will never be my equal
The body count’s capped out, so there’s no need for a sequel!

Garbage Gothic as Samara Morgan

Razzy as Ghostface

Written by: Freshy Kanal, Razzy, Walk & Adroitwhiz

Mixing by: Freshy Kanal

Beat by: Audio Network

Additional Help by: DCARaps, Rabi, Atronachsaura, Brodecai, Diogo, Gengo & ItsJustBrenden

Cover Art by: Adroitwhiz

VIDEO RELEASE: TODAY

Ghostface vs. Samara Morgan - Rap Battle!

Joe "Cliff" Thompson as Homer Simpson
Kyuuball as Peter Griffin
Fel as Mr. Burns
garbageGothic as Lisa Simpson

Peter Griffin:
So this yellow fella’s meddling with Peter Griffin? 
This fight reminds me of those times when I beat a chicken 
You’re a bigger neanderthal than the caveman you nabbed from
Matt left for Futurama cuz you’re in the past, dawg 

Homer Simpson:
Heh heh heh
Whoever you’re talking to, he’s in trouble!
No more beer; I’m seeing double 
And sure I’m plain 'cuz I’ve been ‘round the globe 
While you’ll remain the Milhouse of shows 

Peter Griffin:
Yeah, you’re big, tubby, but if I were you 
I wouldn’t go around bragging about being the posterboy for child abuse 
We’re tired of you; is there nothing you won’t put your hands on?
Here’s Joe’s wheelchair- you’ve got no legs to stand on! 
Thirty years?! Christ, you’ve aged like Madonna 
Such a zombie no wonder you crap out treehouse of horrors
It’s been long since your better days but I’ll give you fair praise 
You made steps, then fell down the fucking staircase 
Let’s talk about your family--my god, they’re schmucks
When pit against Stewie, your toddler sucks 
And your boy, Bart, makes Chris seem almost average 
Lisa and Meg- uh- you know what- let’s just skip that one
Here’s a prediction: I’ll kick you back to T Ullman
Then I’ll home-in on that chick with the wig in your kitchen. She’ll giggity my donuts 
Now excuse me, I got a haircut at ten
Ya got served, though. Thank you, come again!

Homer Simpson:
You’re not Apu, but you’ve sure got problems 
Can’t expect less from a series that Fox runs 
pretty frickin’ sweet? MMMMM…. That’s my flow!
Since the 90’s I’ve been rolling in- errrrr, what’s the word… DOH! 
I thought you specialised in celebrity roasts?
The only cutaway you need is to a better show;
Lisa, what’s the definition of griffin? 
A creature stitched from different parts. Hmm. that’s pretty fitting
Now go prepare our lunch; we have famous guests over 
Tell me, where’s the microwave? I gotta nuke these leftovers 
You can’t talk about ideas running out

Mr Burns:
“Replace the hound” … “Ok, now bring back the hound” 

Homer Simpson:
Need a show canned? Luckily there’s a Family Guy 
Even from Space, I had more air time
And fart jokes won’t cloud my legacy
I couldn’t even call you Flanders cuz you’ll never be next to me 

Peter Griffin:
Take that crayon out your brain and actually try to write a good verse 
‘Cuz chronologically is the only time you’ll come first 
You got a nuclear family, so how’d ya tan?
Was the jaundice corn-dick born in the power plant?!

Homer Simpson:
And... why don’t you take that time machine from your son?
You could travel back to when your show was actually fun
It’s shocking that FG came back from the dead
Just to be killed by Homer Simpson again

Written by Fel
Mixed by Fel, Adroitwhiz, and Freshy Kanal

Homer Simpson vs Peter Griffin. CMRB

feet! feet!

Who won? - http://www.strawpoll.me/18742269
@chaoprod as Rin Tezuka
@ducky808 as Chills
Beat by Kustom
Mixed by @adroit_whiz
Basically everything else by Nekomancer

Rin (0:12):
*yawn* Can we finish this soon? You interrupted my train of thought
Just so I can speak sonatas against annoying narrators you brought
But it’s fine with me. Hisao, could you hold the mic for me?
Because I’ve got a YouTuber to leave smoked on the beat!
Ugh, let’s hope Dylan raps better than in his shitty music
I think the fact they got views at all really, truly is amusing
You get your team of ghostwriters to do all the work in your budget
Wonder if you’ll even make a verse without paying people to budge it
(Oh) You rhyme fine in Sideline, then in nigh time, your side lines
Fall with side crimes, your sideline should consign from online
Rhyming less than oranges, so I’m unable to remiss
That you’re as bland and lukewarm as your Burger King Foot Lettuce

Chills (0:42):
The last thing you want in your community rap battle
Is going toe-to-toe with those with alexithymia struggles
But this might be what you get before you beat Tezuka Rin
So when I step in the beat, it’ll lettuce feature a win
Spit Chilling rhymes, destroy thalidomide babies in the roooooad
Shouldn’t go cross with me, like your uniform clothes
Number 7. Everything must die.
Just like your fandom, your future, and your friendships. Bye.

Rin (1:02):
Now, I know I have issues with emotions, but to be honest
Even I can tell that your voice is annoyingly monotonous
And I’d be lying to myself if I said that you can get this
Because the only feat that made you famous was Burger King Foot Lettuce!

Chills (1:12):
In hindsight of your rapping, I can say that your
confusing verses are just another confusing mess of metaphors
Whoever enforced this matchup clearly was not the smartest
Because when it comes to Tezukas, I’d prefer an *actual* artist
Hopefully, this battle will not end in you running away again
‘Cause there’s no Parity between us. Like Emi’s dad, you’ve been slain.
The “sole” reason why your attempts to speak are defunct?
You’re trying to arm your lyrics, but it’s clear; you’re stumped.

Rin (1:32):
*yawn* ...Still here? I hoped you’d make like a picnic, and beat it
I leave beats lit, this cheap kid should accept that he’s defeated
Can I go back to the dorm, now? I would very much like some sleep
I require a good rest after bringing foes defeat

Rin (talking): Oh. Helloooo...
Chills (talking): What? What’s the buildup?
Rin (talking): We just summoned Feetlejuice.
Chills (talking): Feetlejuice?
Rin (talking): Feetlejuice.
Primetec (talking): HEY THATS ME

Primetec [IcerM] (1:53):
Now I have been summoned to pluck Four Leaf Studio’s clover
You’ve said “feet” three times now, so hand your toes over!
That’s right, it’s Primetec! Coming back from the Blacklist
To conquer Rap Battle Arenas since ya left Hisao that pissed
Chilling Dylan as I’m living, you’re a one-hit-wonder, but
Not as bad as the man-looking whore’s fanbase, Rin Tezuka!
Dev hell left to the pits of 4chan with a hype cycle that died
I’ve won this rap battle, now finally, I’m satisfied!

[please never listen to my old battles] Rin Tezuka (Katawa Shoujo) vs Chills - Rap Battle! #2

It's been a while. I know.

Welcome to the tenth X Rap Battle.

Vladimyr P. as Jughead Jones
An Extremely Agitated Hedgehog as Veronica Sawyer

--Lyrics--
Jughead (0:14):
I thought I’d get a good opponent, but my time just goes to waste,
On one more stuck-up, slut Veronica to put back in her place... 
Picture this; the Twilight of your demise, ending your twisted flick,
Since you’ve switched to a sickened bitch, now I’m offing the Wicked Witch!
You’re not my type of writer. I can tell by your diction.
I’d write a novel based on your victory if I wanted fiction.
One final diary entry, a fiery ending for your shelf, 
There’s no defending from these burns; use them next time you harm yourself!

Veronica (0:41):
Ask Kurt and Ram, my task at hand is handling savages.
You’re used to bandaging beatings, and you dare ask what my damage is?
This bad-boy wannabe manages to think I’m one to laugh at.
You best stick to narrating on the wrong side of this rap track!
Did they really think an emo theme would make this clown scary?
How very! One blank shot and this blank slate’s crown’s tearing!
And whenever I see you brood? Ach… Tell me, where’s my noose at?
You’re taking shots from football jocks; well, guess what? I shoot back!

Jughead (1:08): 
(Ugh..) Another Northside loser? Well, Sardonic sports my humor,
Sawyer’s doomed when Forsythe screws her worse than any sword-fight rumor!

Veronica (1:15):
Your character is pretty misused; all those ships don’t really fit you.
Judging by your comic issues, your bond with blondie’s simply ich lüge!

Jughead (1:22): 
You’re always playing with fire, well, you’ve gotten the match you’ve been asking for!
Step out of your personal Candy Store, cause a forfeit’s now your last resort!
(Double Fast:)
Face lies, the real love of your life is a lighter!
If you wanna strike, this serpent is quite a biter!
This drama queen just screwed with the wrong king,
Now I’ll break the ice on another Dead Girl Walking!

Veronica (1:36):
Please!
All this from the epitome of “it’s not a phase, mom!”
Because if you’re a badass, fuck me gently with a chainsaw!
(Double Fast:)
Saying I’m blinded by petty sins,
When you can’t see your chance with Betty’s Finn!
This rap blood rise is your last good night,
For you’ve brought shame that no hat could hide!

Jughead (1:49):
You need rewrites! Your dialogue can make Cheryl Blossom lose her mind.
If you wanna get the hang of it, you best head back to suicide!
Cause what you provide? Slushy songs? That’s quite the brain freezer.
So just swallow your words along with the pain like it was a fresh cup of drain cleaner!

Veronica (2:03):
Season after season, still ceasing to please, as usual,
But spitting lines at me? Please! You even fucked up my musical.
You’re spewing out bad ratings, your network’s asking for beatings, 
If you want your show to blow up, then take a pack of Norwegians!

Jughead (2:17):
If you forge lines like you do suicides, take notes revengin’!
For God’s sake, you’re an accidental masochist! Pay close attention!
You’ll be sleeping with the fishes if you dare step into my town, 
Cause Jones hits like croquet, and he’ll knock a goth’s lights out!

Veronica (2:24): 
Oh, you think you’re so tough, you’re rundown without your biker squad
My verbal chaos is what killed you, honey; say Hi to God! 
A pull of the trigger, to end this quicker, nothing bigger, the deed is done!
And now that I’m done with my lyrical massacre, go get your daddy to clean it up.

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Written by Jughead Jay, Freshy Kanal, B O R K, GengoMain, Alex and MetaMachine
Audio Mixed by Freshy Kanal (thx dustin)

Jughead Jones vs. Veronica Sawyer - X Rap Battle #10.

Lyrics/Karaoke: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1J39r9avQ_azEmvSUqRjZJUkJ50bgtfoGzlUGw0wlxWI/edit
Written by Gengo the Cannoli King, B O R K, Rabi, Deegle, Jade, Dustin and MetaMachine
Adroit as J.D.
Evan as Ghostface
Beat by Dansonn
Mixed by Dustin
Thumbnail by Gengo the Cannoli King
Art by Bork
Hint for our next battle: "Pizza and Puppets"

JD vs. Ghostface

happy halloween stinkies!

Cast:
Kamren as Dr. Victor Frankenstein
Brodecai as Frankenstein’s Monster
Dustin as Igor

Raichous as Dr. Jekyll
Alex the Beast as Mr. Hyde.

Written by Alex the Beast
Mixed by Alex the Beast
Special effects added & mixed by Alex the Beast

Thumbnail by Gengo

Lyrics:

Igor:
Master! Master! 
The Doctor’s arrived, Mr. Victor!
But that is of course no disrespect to you, master! I believe you’ll be the winner!
 
Dr. Victor Frankenstein:
Thank you, Igor.. Now to begin this Strange Case.
A loner with no friends; Michael J. Fox Teen Wolf looking face
I’d love to step upon you...but truly, what’s the use?
Why beat a man who already lost his story’s Banner to Bruce?
I did things no man had done before, so what’s your rebuttal Jekyll? I’m curious
For my calm demeanor and words are seemingly making you...furious.

Dr Jekyll:
Shelley would be ashamed of that verse, Doctor.
It’s no wonder people confuse you with the monster
EGAD! I cannot dare respect what this man had!
You deserve a mental asylum, not a scientific lab!
Executing intricate mistakes from your little warped mind
Believing you have the right to control death and life
Just listen….listen to the rain
Isn’t it beautiful?
Sorrowful I must unleash my cane on you…
Agh….so brutal.

Dr. Victor Frankenstein:
See, your personality and story seem to be quite fitting.
Simply a lost-to-do-man lost in his own conflictions.
Self-affliction! A new edition! Not a man no longer!
Backfired his own plans to twist himself into a monster!
Like Hannah Montana and Miley Cyrus..without a notion.
To turn this battlefield into havoc, I don’t require any potions
W--Wait. The Lightning! The Lightning!
Ahhh! My poor heart seethes with excitement!

Yes, yes! It is working! It is working! Igor, It is working!

Igor: 
Master! 
He is awakening!

Dr. Victor Frankenstein:
IT’S ALIVE!
IT’S ALIVE!
IT’S ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Frankenstein’s Monster:
Cursed creator, why must I live?!
Who are you to bestow me such damnation to live with
Riddle me this...did I yearn for such a miserable existence?
This is your fault for doing experiments so ambiguous! 
Not even a bride could save my patchwork heart
No knife but the one from mankind could ever be so sharp
Nevermore shall I remember a time of no hatred from man
No...I must walk and live in this painful land…..

Talking:

Igor:
The master is dead…...the MASTER IS DEAD.

Frankenstein’s Monster:
AGGGGGGH. WITHOUT HIM. WHAT SHALL BE LEFT?!!!!!!!!!!


Dr. Jekyll:
...Ahem?

enough of your jibber jabber, you freak of nature.
Yet somehow...this feeling residing in me is stranger…..
I am in a constant battle with good and evil...the TRUE victim!
Perhaps this pain can be taken away with...one serum.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


Mr Hyde:
I shall rip through your stitched skin with force
No matter how coarse you appear, I shall never show YOU remorse!
I am filled with anger...no CARE FOR YOU, Monster!
You’re nothing inside or out without your damned DOCTOR.
In the midst of this fighting I witnessed an angry, emo giant!
Who no one in this entire world loves! Such a mad scientist
To create this monstrosity! This amalgamation of hate!
Who can’t walk one step without breaking all in his way!

Frankenstein’s Monster:
TAYLOR LAUTNER? I don’t need more agony; I’ve been through more!
I’ll leave everything around you torn on the floor for CRUSHING my world!

Mr Hyde:
Lived up to your name, no pride, no tears left to cry
Humiliated, and left to die!
Tide turned for Hyde
As you’ve fallen like your bride..........

Dr. Jekyll VS Dr. Victor Frankenstein

To celebrate Halloween this year, have a second horror-themed battle from MGRB!
Lyrics/Karaoke/Trivia: https://docs.google.com/document/d/16F8TWJn7ltHQwYrjHXNpUcpnqzEQ3VcL0u1dEUxfXUs/edit
MetaMachine as Freddy Fazbear
Trakked as Bonnie
BBlackroses as Chica
Micheal / Stark Media as Foxy
Alex as Golden Freddy
Raichous as The Follower
Vlad as The Greeter
GamingPlush64 as The Waiter
Dani as The Hunter
Kamren as The Nightmare

Written by Jason Carreon
Flow test by Bork and Rabi
Mixed by Dustin

Five Night at Freddy's vs. 123 Slaughter Me Street

Fuck it, new audio (Happy Halloween!)

Matthew Thomas as Wii Are Twisted
Vladimyr P. as AzuraiTemcev
Juliauna R. as Cass

EPIC RAP BATTLES OF CREEPYPASTA
CONSOLE ME
VERSUS
WII ARE TWISTED
BEGIN!

Wii are Twisted:
Alright readers, what you will be reading today
I think it’s time to teach a new way to play: the hard way
Unplug that text-to-speech box, lob it to attack hard
That brick’ll surely leave a mark: Red Ring of wack bars
I’ll be tossing out raps, with lack of Safety Straps
It’s pretty sad you made a girlfriend out of bargain bin scrap
I’ve seen less of brats choking in these Twisted games 
In the end, it’ll be MY voice driving you insane!

AzuraiTemcev:
I guess Link’s slashes aren’t all that provokes screams
Your sluggish lines are more slow than a hacked control scheme
Raze you faster than BlazBlue, that I’m dead-set
Enough from me, have some words from the girl in the headset
Cass:
The name’s Cass, trapped inside this virtual toy
Cheats won’t be needed to one-shot unstable employees
Borderlands is squat next to what you’ll be put through
AzuraiTemcev & Cass:
Wii are Rap Slayers. Wii are Winners. NOT You Too.

Wii are Twisted:
Hearing this tired same story’s inspired my life a new era
Your shit “peril” is doing less scaring than a disk error
My head is throbbing from this game crap, I’ll have a lay down later
When I’m from this nerd and Overly Attached Game Player

AzuraiTemcev:
Thanks for altering the game, victory is now mine!
Not surprised you’re aching, frankly you lost your damn mind!
But, I can’t shake this odd feeling, my consciousness is losing
What’s going on? Cass...what are you doing?

Cass:
A double cross was forthcoming when my plan was complete
You’ve been drilling on my patience, and now it’s time to Unleash
You losers won’t be missing much with the lives you were living with
Ain’t talking Elder Scrolls when I say you’ll like Oblivion
I’ll be Disposing of Garbage like this boy’s Sonic toys
Design for SEGA? Honestly, you’re better off unemployed
Console-t Me, for data in this plain world of white
This will be your new lives, no use fighting, Azurai
We Pay this prison Forward, best say your farewells
As I tear you from this world, leaving two fleshy shells
Some Ordinary Gamers lost their lives with their wits
BEGINNING TRANSITION OF TWO KIDS INTO SUBJECTS 5 AND 6

Written by: MultiSuperVids
Beat by: Audio Network

Favorite Battles of 2019

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