Bonus rap battle spin-off of Lame-Ass Rap Battles. More goofy match ups, one verse each, no announcer, and is likely to have episodes better than the main series.

Half-Ass Rap Battles

uh okay so uh basically i had a dream where i saw rowan atkinson at a party and played him bean vs chaplin which is why i used that beat but the announcer just said jim henson vs bowser jr so here we are happy april fools

Mr. Tibbs as Jim Henson/Kermit the Frog
Snakebite126 as Bowser Jr./Shadow Mario
Written by Commander Jacob
Mixed by Freshy Kanal
Prod. by InsaneBeatz

-LYRICS-

Jim:
Yo! My army’s more than a frog for this lizard
Origami King? I’m the Fraggle rock to your scissors 
You’re like Oscar the Grouch’s house, because you’re trash
Kermit:
Walking ‘round tryna kill a dude with a mustache 
I run this Sesame Street, but got those underground bars
Kermit:
With those goofy rhymes, makes sense that you ride a clown car
Spit Dark like a Crystal. I’m second to no other
Kermit:
Mario? You need Maury, bro.
Jim:
Peach is not the mother!

Bowser Jr.:
This is Boswer Jr.’s Fury, so don’t bother running up
Cuz I Shine on the mic and I burn like the Sun. You’re done!
Check that ugly mug, my paintbrush couldn’t touch it up
So make like your Muppets and shove it up in your fucking butt
Those rhymes were cancer. Did they come out your damn throat?
I make shadows puppets
Shadow Mario:
you just live your puppet’s shadow
After always snatching F.L.U.D.D., I’m used to taking flows away
Bowser Jr.:
I’ll drop the brush, I just painted you more red than Elmo’s face

Jim Henson vs Bowser Jr. | Half-Ass Rap Battles

MetalFireVA as Tankman
Fightmarker as The Soldier
Writing: Fightmarker and Trakked
Beat by ObieDaz
Mixed by Fight

Tankman (0:23) 
Ugh
Look what we have here, this cunt best put his guard up
Cause wow, just the sight of you is killing my hard-on 
Why should I be scared of you, isn’t your ass named Jane?
Getting fucked so hard; that’s what we call a Flash-Bang (flashbang sound effect)
Ain’t gonna keep calm, yeah, I’m dropping fucking bombs
Keep playing with taunts, I’ll launch my rocket in your mom
And your daddy too, your attitude is fucked up to the max
Don't matter if you’re red or blue, I’ll still beat this hack's ass
Ain't got range in your vocals or your arms; you just miss shit
I'm willing to bet this loner just wants his Valve twisted
Are those clothes the ones you really wanna die in, shit
Bruh, your fucking helmet looks like the tip of my dick

The Soldier
Step back maggot, it's time I show you the ropes
You best be retreating when I get you in my scope
I killed nazis on my own, and your crew's not much better
When your team's having a Titanic watch party together 
As a veteran, I'm better than this; take it like a man
Have a show not written for pre-teens and that is a command
There’s no way out of Domination, I’ll leave your corpse rotten
Cause I got the best view of your death, I called Shotgun!
I'll advance in your quarters and leave this manchild cornered
Best listen to my orders, you fucking commie conformer
You went through an apocalypse while I alone am more deadly
Shown your face as a disgrace, so drop down and give me 20

Tankman
Huh TFU2, could you repeat that last verse, dear?
I knew you were rapping about something, I just didn’t really care 
And you're fighting robots too? You can suck my nuts and bolts
Hey, Steve! Leave this dumbass with a bunch of holes!
Newgrounds be getting bread, and ours isn’t injected
How did every branch of the military have your ass rejected? 
You’ve Captured The White Flag, you sure resisted quick
So now rocket jump on this dick or rocket jump off a cliff (bitch)

The Soldier
Unlike you, I know honor, Mr. Prissypants, step down.
Cemented your legacy as Newgrounds' biggest letdown 
I made my own fame, how you got yours is quite a shame
I respawn everyday, you got resurrected from a rhythm game 
Couldn't Rumble with the top tiers, so now you're on the sidelines
Waited for your punchlines longer than your time in the limelight
Took you off the high ground, you’re not what you claim to be
If God wanted you to live, he would have not created me!
(*RADICAL INTENSE SOLDIER SCREAM AAAAAAGH*)

Tankman vs The Soldier. rap battle. by fightmarker.

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

In the first episode of Half-Ass Rap Battles (the bonus spin-off of Lame-Ass Rap Battles) we have a pizza slice against a hamburger because why not, I had fun with it.

Written by Commander Jacob
Freshy Kanal as Pizza
Commander Jacob as Hamburger
Mixed by Freshy Kanal
Prod. by 2Deep

Pizza:
Come out the oven deep-dish when I got to rap a line
Cause you got no flavor like the fries you come with half the time
Reppin’ Italy critically. All your mascots disturbin’ me
I’ll have you drop in the ER, get your ass back to Germany
I have enough cheese. Get a taste, mate. Cream you, but don’t wanna taste mayonnaise
Rhymin’ supreme. Steppin’ to me and I’m havin’ ya bleed. Getting ketchup to spray, k?
Whatchu got, lettuce? Broseph, ya never toppin’ me
Go ahead and slice me up, that just means more people chompin’ me

Burger:
Hey, I placed an order, but it came with too much cheese, bruh 
I’ll need an extra-hot verse, I got a pizza to heat up
No way you can fuck with me. I out-pizza the hut, ya see?
If you wanna rat me out, I’ll send you back to Chuck E. Cheese
Got a red dot on you like a pepperoni, homie
Ordering pineapple’s the only way you be spittin’ grossly
Give ya girl my meat and make some bread. I’m a phenomenon
With you I’m intolerant, but no way more than Papa John

Pizza vs Burger | Half-Ass Rap Battle #1

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another Half-Ass Rap Battle! Today we have a battle of minimal, pixelated games typically played out of boredom: Flappy Bird vs Chrome T-Rex. Enjoy!

Commander Jacob as Flappy Bird
Deegle as Chrome T-Rex
Written by Commander Jacob
Mixed by Light
Prod. by 2Deep

I’m coming back, the flyest bird. It’s undebated
To face an old fart that Atari would call outdated
Pterodactyl when I battle. So buddy, you oughta let go
People play you when they say “dammit, I guess so”
Takes a tap to flap over the crap that you spat out
Your life’ll fade to black quicker than your background
Mainstream? No way. Gameplay? so lame
So you should look up better rhymes… oh wait

An amputee duck with plastic surgery
Seems to struggle connecting to a beat to try to murder me
Grab your over-priced iPads and take a walk, dude
You’re smokin’ stolen pipes thinking Nintendo won’t stomp you
I’m Chrome polished. My desert’s less dry than what you’ve written, kid
I'm jumping over cacti, I can handle one little prick
What got removed faster, you from all the phones I can see
Or was it your creator, exiled from society?

Flappy Bird vs Chrome T-Rex | Half-Ass Rap Battle #2

Welcome back to Half-Ass Rap Battles! Today we have the monochrome LCD character against the monochrome LSD character; Mr. Game & Watch vs Grey Man. Enjoy!

Raichous as Mr. Game & Watch
Mr. Tibbs (Gridline Studios) as Grey Man

Written by Commander Jacob w/ help from Zawesome
Mixed by Light
Prod. by Marsad Men

-LYRICS-

Game & Watch:
Parachute in to win, it’s an icon you’re fighting, man
This Fire man throws bacon, eggs, and fine raps off a frying pan
Been Ball-ing from the start. Where’ve you been? I can’t tell
As an expert, I can say fame’s something you’ve never handheld
This rapping trampoline lander’s smacking you like a 9 hammer
And your win’s a crazier dream than those of all your programmers
Slenderman in a trench coat? He only has one mode: stalk
Mister, watching your game has got me watching my own clock

Grey Man:
A fat-nosed shadow thinks that he's fit for battle? Boy I'll laugh
When I have him tripping and he still tries to fight with oil cans 
Ring your bell for help! I’m Krueger of the PlayStation
Leaving beats and dreams corrupted. Still think it's an emulation?
Here’s the red Flagman; you’ll get slaughtered just from napping
It’s one of your two functions; learn it’s time to stop rapping
I Violently Diss-strict. The pain won’t leave when you wake up.
Even people who play Smash have forgotten you like a brain flush

Mr. Game & Watch vs Grey Man | Half-Ass Rap Battle #3

since I wanted to go ahead and have this out and also due to a lot of good slots being taken for the schedule I figured I'd drop this as a little surprise. happy early halloween everyone. :) thank you to everyone who was involved in the making of this!
stay spooky!!

Casting:
Dani as El Chupacabra
Alex as the Mothman

Written & Mixed by Alex
Thumbnail by Commander Jacob

Lyrics:

The Mothman:
Terrorizing from Buffalo long ways to Mason
Who said the Point’s meant to be Pleasant?
Tell me, what is your defense, peasant?
This is what my Prophecy destined!
I expected shivers
I’m cackling, you look so withered
And I must admit I’m a bit disappointed my foe is an unkempt lizard
So don’t step on the hills of the Farmlands
Don’t dwell on the hills as a Farmhand
In the night sky descending upon your gardens
You’ll witness eyes glaring, wings darkened
El Diablo hackneyed backwards crackhead, I’m bored by your story so listless
I am vile and wiry, handle my business, you can’t keep your facts consistent
Or your potential whereabouts, or your powers, or your appearance
So pardon my weariness, you mangy bitch, if I fail to see you as anything even close to vicious
Agh, you’re dry as the desert you come from
I tower like where I originate from
Let’s dance in the dim lighting
So c’mere Vampire, how’s about you bite me?

El Chupacabra:
This knock-off fallen angel is a mockery yet still hell-bound
I’ll waltz into West Virginia, find the tourists, tell the crowds
How El Chupacabra spread terror across continents, so tell me how’s it
That you claim to be the fiercer entity scaring hillbillies up in the mountains?
This cryptid’s cryptic, my cipher’s dire
You’re a half-baked antique Creepypasta
Mired in tropes like you came from a first grade writer
Step off of that bridge, I’ll extract your insides
I would’ve expected you of all demons to be...a bit more fly
You’re face-to-face with a real beast
Real creatures would laugh at you
With all the museums and statues
You’re a novelty attraction, they cash grab from you
Douse you in raps like it’s goats blood
From the victims I carve up
Your time’s done
When I kick into High Gere, your hope’s fucked

The Mothman:
I’m not surprised you lack backbone, that spine’s atrocious
Proportions more broken than this morbid hoax is
All bark, no bite
Your claws can’t catch me in the skies, you’d fail
Paling in comparison
It seems your scales aren’t up to scale

El Chupacabra:
You’re looking pretty grey and desaturated
Heh, someone’s a bit miffed their relevance has faded
Makes sense, that’s what an offhand joke does 
Being from the “TNT Areas” about the only time you can say you’ve blown up!

The Mothman:
I incite fear, I’m not some half-baked Satanic ritual
Rip the canines out of this canid who’s ‘power stance’ is pitiful
I Tracked the Chupacabra; and you were hopeless from the moment I landed
I’m linked to UFOS because my flow is not from this planet

El Chupacabra:
Is crumbling part of your plan in rap? I really doubt you will last
When your own presence made your own fucking bridge collapse
My teeth alone could clip you down a level, Winged Man...
I’m hungry, hijo de puta
Seems I flipped the switch on this Moth’s lamp

El Chupacabra vs. the Mothman // Alex's Rap Battles #8 ((Halloween Special 🎃 🎃 🎃 🎃 ))

Welcome back to Half-Ass Rap Battles! Today we have a battle of the edgy spooky versions of characters, one ironic, one unironic: Sonic.EXE vs Corrupted Jacob

-LYRICS-

Sonic.EXE
(Yo) ever since Things That Aren't That Scary Month, I know you've been hating, my guy
So many souls, so Slowpoke.EXE should quit wasting my time
You’re like Tom with my CD; too pussy to destroy a track, dog
Lyrics coming at you at Super Sonic speed: I am Rap God
Too tapped out for round 2. Searched your Commander’s channel, even I never Found You
Cameos are all you amount to. I got a jester's laugh, and I’m still bout to clown you
When I’m rappin, I go batshit. I’m attacking with some hacking. I’m the spin-dashing classic
This wack-ass damn kid’s the static cross-breed fanfic of Darkiplier and a sad squid, that’s it

Corrupted Jacob:
Zalgo in a fursuit? Oh no, my wee little heart!
Ya meant to be creepy, but spawned extremely… DeviantArt 
Like Sally Simp, you’re gonna get left in stitches when fighting me
Your fame was as short as your face in your own fucking title screen
Fucking cheesy ass. Your game got me board as shit, you damn Rap Rat
Check the anger and the eyeballs; my dude needs a pack of Tampax 
Trolled this pasta back to his wiki, too lame for me to eat ya
Haven’t seen someone as bad with words since JC the Hyena

Alex the Beast as Sonic.EXE
Commander Jacob as Corrupted Jacob
Written by Commander Jacob w/ help from TimeLord
Edited and thumbnailed by Commander Jacob
Mixed by Light
Prod. by Retnik

Sonic.EXE vs Corrupted Jacob | Half-Ass Rap Battles

Lyrics/Beat/Trivia: https://docs.google.com/document/u/1/d/1qwRu6ZbBSI23S6UX_y7b24pC6OxeTit-bKVsnsvZln4/edit
Snakebite126 as Little Mac
Alex M. as Izuku Midoriya
MetaMachine as Doc Louis (cameo)
Written by MetaMachine, Raichous, Kamren the Person, GamingPlush64, FyxFynn and Adam.
Mixed by Freshy Kanal
Beat by Hollywood Legend Productions
Thumbnail by Rabi
Hint for Meta's next battle: "Self-Reflections"
Hint for Gengo's next battle: "Mad Science"

Little Mac vs. Izuku Midoriya

Thank you Paige!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Video drops Dec. 25th

Evan as Spike Spiegel
Snakebite126 as Vash the Stampede

Kuroneko as herself (Cameo)

Beat Produced by: 2Deep
Written by: Dani Frias
Mixed by: Dani Frias
Flow Test by: Dani Frias

Lyrics:

Spike:
You seem like a bounty that I wouldn't really get
One with beliefs that I could be hearing out of hippie Jet
So I'll stay chilling in space compared to your desert and fungus 
'cause last time you flew in a ship, your family played Among Us
Bang, messed in the head like Pierrot Le Fou
Clear that you'll lose; to me it ain't new, while I can't say the same for you
While I'm beating up about twenty bounties all the way through
You're on your first, down on your knees, talkin' 'bout "what would mommy do"
And I know your show gets sad and you can't bounce back
But maybe not put all the death scenes next to my soundtrack 
But I won't drag this like it's you with a car
So whatever happens, happens, I'll be exposing who you really are

Vash:
Thou shall not kill, but I can't promise you that
Don't assume that, I'll lose matches once we see where you at
I get shot at several times and I'm still up here spitting lines
But when you're swung at for your crimes, they made this man end up like Knives
They call me Stampede 'cause I stomp on you, ain't that right
I came first, you came worse, and now we're here to fight
I won't be spitting as lackluster as your show could
Tried way too hard to be mine so bad, they made a series off Wolfwood 
Call me a gun, 'cause I'm banging your ex-girl
Taking shrooms again, so just move on to the next world
As Vash is so brash when he's past dissing trash
So I'll give you some cash so you can have cigarettes furl

Spike:
Have at it, Humanoid Typhoon, think you run a tycoon?
Remember that they need my show so they can go like you
But still, you thought it in your head to go and push me
Glad I got a pair, 'cause you'd do anything for pussy

Vash:
And you'd do anything to clear up memories of crime life
They wouldn't like it when they now see a cop in the limelight 
So stand up and fight right, you Snapchat filter phony 
I would've been more scared of Spike from My Little Pony

Spike:
You look like a broom but can't sweep up ends
You did it good when you were killing all your friends
I may have a fake eye, it surprised all the masses
But I'd do anything not to wear those ugly-ass glasses
Rapping is a talent that you lack
Messed up that verse like it's a town or your back
Guess I got the 60 bill from crying donut man
Go and get Legato to fix up the next speech that you plan 

Vash:
Put down your weapon, you think you could spit it hot? Please
I'll call you Faye; I'm lying here like "you sing offkey"
I already dealt with Sax boys shooting when they met us
So I'll leave you drinking hardly that Frank Marlon would get jealous 
Takin' moves from Bruce Lee? You'll lose, see, I don't mean no harm
But what's martial arts gonna have up against my other arm
Got canceled like Big Shot, I know your fanbase would be pleased
See you, space cowboy. Back to pursuing love and peace

Spike Spiegel vs. Vash the Stampede - #8

Welcome back to Half-Ass Rap Battles! Today we have a battle of sentient pastries; one good, one evil: The Pillsbury Doughboy vs The Gingerdead Man Enjoy, and happy holidays!

-LYRICS-

Pillsbury:
Yo. I’m Poppin’ Fresh out the oven. (hoo hoo) better show some respect
Cuz I’ve haven’t seen such a weak little so-called “threat “ (since when?) since your cousin from Shrek
You bring half-baked raps when you’re up on a mic. (yeh) Not even Brick would wanna stomach your lines
Looking like what Chucky eats for lunch in my eyes. There’s not a single crumb of Passion in your Crusty design. 
You fought a bong with a lighter; but ain’t as high as your writers, now you’re boutta be the buddy that is getting smoked, boy
Getting the guns ready and raining the Funfetti; so don’t you ever question why they call me Doughboy
I could watch Paula Deen on TV for an hour 15: it’d be a more scary movie
Only Got Milked for a couple sequels, and this cookie-cutter chump couldn’t bag Gary Busey

Gingerdead:
You can take that whole verse and shove it up your croissant. Kid, you’re… dead
Your whole company and personality’s soulless, and that's coming from a ginger... bread
(Ugh) You’re the yeast of my problems. (HAHA!) So now you got my anger rising
Wanna piece of me? (huh?) Start biting. You got such wack raps, call you Vanilla Icing
I’ll cut! Cut! Cut as fast as I can! Better Run! Run! Run, baby Marshmallow Man
I’ll smack the fuck! Fuck! Fuck outta you, man! And watch your gut! Gut! Gut get poked from the knife in my hand
So don’t fuck with Findlemeyer, It’ll feel like an oven when I’m spit this fire
I’ll tarnish you worse than some mother Smuckers could. Lyrical evil never tasted so good (HAHAHAHAHA!!!)

Freshy Kanal as Pillsbury Doughboy
YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCNLjRiychUaaCU0uJTYDUYA
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/610WQgwSmLL0U2wQzZdrqY?si=gufrrndCQbywBKzCoGadCA
Twitter: https://twitter.com/FreshyKanal

Michael Stark as Gingerdead Man 
YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCfULalNLwszljsyNj3Qt28Q
Twitter: https://twitter.com/The_Stark_Media
SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/stark-media

Written by Commander Jacob and Michael Stark (w/ help from Razzy)
Thumbnail by Commander Jacob
Mixed by Freshy Kanal
Prod. by Dansonn

The Pillsbury Doughboy vs The Gingerdead Man | Half-Ass Rap Battles

Brodecai as Bughuul
Vladimyr P. as The Babadook

WELCOME TO A SINISTER RAP BATTLE
BUGHUUL
AGAINST
THE BABADOOK
2
BEGIN

Bughuul:
The camera’s on to film your second defeat, you couldn’t ever cross this deity
With my rhymes divine, I am assigned to burn a pop-up book for his victory
You’re a bogus-man type Bogeyman and you really think that you’re the Sinister one?
So hush little one, it’s Time to put you to Sleep, igniting the pun filled fun, RUN
AWAY as I lay the rap down, you couldn’t back down from this smack down
You should LGB sTay Quiet cuz you couldn’t back-stroke from my flow, you’ll drown
Blowing out competition intersecting my path, I manipulate tracks so you’ll feel my wrath
Then I’ll make you go insane, and you’ll feel the pain from the aftermath of your final bloodbath!

The Babadook:
It’s a shame that you spat those childish flames like the failed scare tactic “BOO”
But I will be the one to make things interesting for your end in Chapter 2
So I’ll pop off with inferno raps so hot while being Sinister’s the only thing you’re not
I’m quite confused, baba is you, so try to top me and you’ll be left to rot
Because Neither-world wants you, you’re done dude, it seems that this King could never wear the crown
Consuming Children is rotten like how your tomatoes will forever and ever be going down 
I got this win on Mo-lock (Moloch) there’s no doubt you’ll be left in Denial but you should Accept your fate
You should say your grace ‘fore I put you in your place with these bars so malevolent; you’re one I’ll deprecate

Bughuul:
The shimmering midnight moonlight shines upon the one who’s bridle
As I lurk amongst the shadows; you need to pick up and study a Bible!
While you’re in the shadow of Freddy be ready for the monstrous bars that I spawn upon
The Babadook will be shook from the bars that I cook, I’ll banish you til you’re gone when you become my pawn
It’s Super unnatural torturing animals I will bash Babadook; feelin’ quite animus
Couldn’t shapeshift a good diss? How dreadful. I annialite tracks, like a Juul, you’re cancerous
Your tactics really Bug me so you should just go fulfil your prophecy
Cuz It’ll seem like Christmas Morning when you hang out with that family

The Babadook:
You should’ve remodeled your verse, cuz an outburst of yours couldn’t hurt
You just babble on, Babalonyan, so on tracks puny gods are what I subvert
I reign hell on the mic to put your head on a pike and I know I’m not the only one you wanna be like
You’re just a myth in the mist who couldn’t spit a good diss. I’m sorry, but you could never be my type.
I always be towering and overpowering you for eternity certainly
So I’ll end your demise with your own sacrifice just to shut you up!
But it seems your makers did that for me..

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

Writer: Vlad
Additional Writing Help by: LAR80s
Beat Producer: 5:10
Mixer / Effects: Vlad
Cover Art Made by Vlad

Happy New Years Eve Everyone, I hope you enjoyed :)

Bughuul vs The Babadook 2. Sinister Rap Battles

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1M-gsC6isIYNxxabUcg8zmu-VX4wjvOrQpOTVcaLUA7c/edit?usp=sharing

URBoF

Razputin vs Lucas 2 - URBoF #15

Adam as Peter Griffin / the Duck
Mancha as Homer Simpson / the Chicken

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1a5TPEoBJ57l2yjX5csDmht1f4-07hkrIzV4xT4NSOIc/edit?usp=sharing

Peter Griffin vs Homer Simpson. Mega Hyper Rap Battles #6

Ghetsis:
Enter the King of Unova (hyah!) ‘gainst Court’s greatest king of the posers (hyah!)
It’s Turnabout Goodbyes for you, but in this battle the killer ain’t you (hyah!)
It’s Ghetsis, ya gonna get dissed! - I spit hotter flames than Reshiram’s breath 
It’s tremendous this wretch had a forty year defeat stretch, then lost it all to a rookie bird’s defense
I can see straight past your tricks, so don’t you forget about DL-6
Against G-Cis, it’s the same trip, I’m firing bullets that you CANNOT miss
And you ain’t got a lotta heart, just like your daughter, scarred
Shoot you down like you’re the Manfred Von Red Baron
The “king of the prosecutors” couldn’t be cuter
I’m bringing Unova to a new future
This brute doesn’t give me a scare, more like a Yanni Yogi Bear
Bang your head against the wall all you want but you’ll never prove your victory against this terror 
Leave you like my son, cheated, when this dose of Bad Karma’s defeated
Flows like Plasma, I rhyme smooth, this old conceited fool’s stamina’s depleted



Manfred Von Karma: 

Your honor I have an OBJECTION!  to this pointless conjecture
The undefeated courtroom demon’s arrived to project his best lecture 
Against this prick Ghetsis, Court’s bestest, can’t get dissed 
Retract you like N did, let’s not waste any evidence
You infected your son's mind with lies of subjugation to lure him 
And your plan would have worked if some tween kid didn’t cure him 
You say your rhymes flow like plasma but but quite honestly they’ve dragged on
And you can’t cheat THIS court, with that over-leveled dragon (HYAH)
I’m your worst nightmare Ghetsis, get this? Your plans fell Miles like an elevator, guessed it
Up against the king of the rejected regrets, it’s funny, your own son sat on the throne, and said “forget this”
You couldn’t turn a region to slaves, so don’t expect to win this court with that disproportionate discourse (ugh!)
I show no remorse for this worthless sage, betrayed by his grunts and upstaged 
You’ve got no karma, no lawyer, no skill whereas I have an Edge
Worth FIVE plans of anyone hopelessly on the defendant’s bench
Cold blooded and evil, with these bars I’m lethal, emotionless rocks fall to MY chords of steel
You’re feeble, please, I’ll leave you defeated, you’ll rot and you’ll freeze, with ease, like both of your sequels
            



Ghetsis:

Time to liberate you from the mic, cause that verse was riddled with lies
Your skills are non-existent as Gourdy, and your perfect record 
Light up prosecutors with a fusion flare blast, 
Leave you screaming like in Miles haunting echoes of his past 
Your demeanor and arrogant persona doesn’t hurt, man 
I command dragons, your seeds were handed to a Bird Man
Look,I know that keeping that your noble record can cost a leg and an arm, man
But you’re so devoid of any energy I’ll call you BARREN Von Karma 
I’m the true boss of this court, leaving cheats this Abysmal ruined
And you’ll be needing another day off after my staff rips you anew

Manfred Von Karma:

Slam that pathetic cane down but you have no right to judge
I’ll eNd this Harmonia naturally, just like your traitorous son, begrudged
So get your scientist friend to roast me, , cause this sage is worthless
Send your Plasma clowns to back to Nimbasa, they’re the whole circus! 
This cape wearing’s lyrical capering’s leading this trial to no further debate 
That’s that the only thing that this disgraceful mistake to his clan can do is to escape 
It’s time to meet your fate, you outrageous plague, no turning back to your icy Frigate
Leave a wretch rammed, what you spit’s Zek-wrong, your defence is like your right eye, gone!
You hail from a franchise for children, but I can assure
That your sequel games climax shows this attempted child murderer
It’s quite a turnabout, this old buffoon just cannot put up a fight
And It’s clear that this court is adjourned, but the victor isn’t Black and White

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