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CREDITS: 
Written By: Eric The Audible, Mason G.
Mixed By: Nathan Provost
Art By: Matthew Thomas
Production By: MTC Beatz

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CAST:
Fightmarker - Alex Jones
Eric The Audible - Carl Azuz
Intern - Nathan Provost

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Alex Jones (0:10)
They’re coming after me - the establishment 
So tell me whose this satanist im rap battlin’
CNN? I ain’t afraid of you liars
Cause in this “mostly peaceful” rap all my rhymes will be fire!

Carl Azuz (0:21)
Judging by the awfully biased hatred you spew, 
You're the age of information gone straight down the tube, 
So I get why Google and Twitter would have you removed 
Now I’ll strike you down too, like I’m Carl A-Zeus

Sources say your info’s fictional - we’ll see it again
We keep the news legit - CNN 10/10
And like his legal team, Jones is always on the defense
We’ll clarify for your audience: y’all these shots ain’t pretend

Conning old men about fake “info wars”
But when it comes to conmen you’re the intro course
I’d say keep it calm man, when you misinform
But you get hopping mad over frog intercourse

Alex Jones (0:52)
You deny it’s the deep state who’s feeding ya
But I’ve survived smears from the fake news media
I’m standing right here, collect and kill me with the patriots!
You waste class time, but my freedom? you ain’t taking it

This just in folks, got brand new info
That Carl Hackzus is in the sex-with-pigs cult
He cuts their entrails, (yuck) snips the ends off 
Then goes to a Chinese Palace where him and his friends talk

They take the blood of goblins, mixed with carbonic acid
Sip it with the Clintons and rich people with Iraqi accents
They chat about eradicating the lower classes 
And cash in on aborted fetuses to buy Masonic assets!

(WOOF) On your trail - wolf blood - I’m the alpha male 
Strike with a mic and a rifle, you will not prevail
I’m going viral, want the cure for the best offer go
To infowars.com and order 4 quarts of testosterone 

Like the CDC on this beat, grab your mask please
You couldn’t control me with a million vaccines
If I'm the mad dog you say, I'd rather stay deranged
Than submit to clark kent who's been hit with beta rays

Carl Azuz:
I’d spend our last segment going through that rap wreckage 
But kids can see through your conspiracy: that’s fact - check it 
I’m just a humble journalist, so I should give you props
For being the first English news outlet posted by Russian bots

I mean you’re going viral all right, and your fans stay loyal
You gave them COVID-19 and then your snake oil
But shoutout to Central High School, I’ve been Carl Azuz
This is CNN 10 - sorry for the old news!

Central Rap Battles: Alex Jones vs. Carl Azuz

Happy birthday Serena!!

Danii as Gustavo Fring

Beat Produced by: 2Deep
Written by: Jason Carreon and Danii
Mixed by: Danii
Thumbnail by: Jason Carreon
Flow Test by: Danii

Lyrics:


Gus:
Here at my business, I keep it clean with ordeals
While you seem like the type of fish that I’ll cook for more meals
Like yourself, it’s getting old, hope this barnacle can’t sleep late
‘cause I smell a smelly smell from this crustacean cheapskate
Let’s leap straight into the point, my rhymes are so hot
That they’ll melt your circuits and hot air, proving you’re a robot
Your show was put in yard sales, so try not to act loco
Plankton got it with your mom and said familia es todo
But let’s cut the BS, I drop employees for the best
While any port in the storm, you’d drop them for sixty-two cents
and I know you won’t put two of them in this match, you’re no scratch
For pie bombs that I’m dropping; are you feeling it, Mr. Krabs?

Krabs:
Hello, I like money, but not as much as burning bridges
A failed deal or something left your boyfriend swimming with the fishes
A legitimate business? I think you should quit playing chicken
with the Salamancas, two faced from what Hector has witnessed 
You Gus, in-Fring-ed on his ability to walk and spit
But just as his confession, your verse was a lot of shit 
I'm spitting all toxic call me the drink you stopped them with
Because you choked at the end, more than Walter did
Washed in, like the laundry you made petty blow under
The bell ticked, then you cracked the Davy Jones Locker
Okay money, I mean Gus, you're just another square to cut
Or box, as your best scene, was your personality, squaring up

Gustavo Fring vs. Mr. Krabs

Placeholder thumbnail by Mint

Written, mixed and produced by Mint

SuperDuper24 as ZALGO
Mintas SiivaGunner

ZALGO:
I was almost delighted being held up as discordant
Until this MIDI-slapper showed up as my next opponent
This statue has to be joking, you need a makeover
No broken up story could match the cinders from this takeover!
And this matchup is shit I'm a bit peeved | But I find ironic twists in this scene
Out of the eldritch horrors that I could’ve rapped against they went and picked memes
But I guess that seeing this it can be said. | Almost fitting that a demon god with seven heads
is pit against a scheming goner weakling donned with one mask sheathing everything he says

Siiva:
I thought you'd be monstrous, G
But it seems you got that flow filled with apostrophes
This goner would think that Gunner doesn't have the rounds to fire off but he's
About to take an L (high quality)
So I figured you'd quit jumbling and spit something, a diss, no
'Cuz your meme's just archaic to predate the Flintstones!
Back in 2016 you were relevant, then the net went and moved on to better shit
Out of all of the jokes to be made, this matchup is most fit to bomb as a reference!
So this dude's a timeless deity leaving these scenes in his web
Weaving up in and out of being dead, but this memeable wreck
Can't be seeing a scheme of his without some NEET on the web
Submitting him as an SCP without reading the text
So I'm gonna be leaving him dead. This bore'd better run
'Fore an error 404's gone and tore through your guns
Cause out of your seven heads you use no more than the one
This prick finds a Garfield comic, adds some gore then he comes

Zalgo:
A ROM hack would be better for this dweeb’s verse
Firing bombs back like rip submissions - next time, rehearse
(AH) YOU SAW GRIFTERS UP ON SOUNDCLOUD AND YOU FOLLOWED THAT
(AH) I’VE GOT SEVEN FUCKING MOUTHS AND I CAN’T SWALLOW THAT
(AH) I’M THE VOICE INSIDE YOUR HEAD, MAKE YOUR SHALLOW FANS
NEVER WANNA SEE YOUR SHITPOSTS BACK UP ON THEIR HOLOGRAMS
So next time you try to drop a fucking hit, mate
Maybe don’t develop your whole lore around some kid’s games

ZALGO vs SiivaGunner. R∆P BATTLE! S0E2

Thank you to the chads at Discord Rap Battles for letting us use some of the assets from when they were planning on doing this

Fightmarker as Waluigi (audio)
Cri as Waluigi (video)
Mancha as Robbie Rotten (audio)
Pixel Chris as Robbie Rotten (video)
Written by Pixel Chris, Cri, KCToons, JustGamer, AdamDRB, and YourLeastFavoriteEthan
Flow Test by Chandler_CCRB
Cover by KCToons
Mixed by Fightmarker 
Beat by GlitchDude

WALUIGI:
Time to serve you like it's tennis, I've had it with your wack racket!
Can't attack this, I'm flagship, make Nintendo’s Ultra Smash hits
To get this brawl uglier than the CGI on your play poster
I'm no master of playing dress-up but I'll be playing this poser!
You won't even last long when your fifth season got rejected
As while my existence remains because I’m loved around the net 
You're only crashing me to sleep, those bars are no obstacle in battle
When it failed to cage Sportacus in; how'd you like them apples?

ROBBIE ROTTEN:
Are you a real villain? Well, I think we know the answer
Where's your manners? This mischief master has no time for banter
Don’t let your kids watch Waluigi’s defeat, it won't be sweet
I'm known for eating street food so I'll be feeding you concrete 
To leave you choked and have your face match with your purple clothes
How about Fiddle-dee-DEEZ if you keep Rockin' Robbie's boat!
Every rose has it's thorn, a plant made your roots forgotten
You hit the bottom like my lair, where this fruity man turns Rotten
Your swing and missin’ can't land you a bogey, now listen closely
See, this phony sports pro hasn't even owned a single trophy
'Cause you're a menace, an assist enlisted for a fill-in 
Like tennis, you’re here to be game set matched with a better villain!

WALUIGI:
Hats off to you for being such a downright L of a foe
Given the design of my 'stache, it's clear my Dub’s on the nose!
Your clones turned out great… they matched your stupidity! (Robbie's Clone: Hey!)
When your mindset making a working plan is the largest of trickeries
Like, every day you race to trick all of Lazy Town’s kids
But you fall short every time, truly a dastardly dick
How I wonder how these puppets see the strings of your lame schemes
Their bodies are literally plastic more than your face, please!
No match for this flow bender, even with your goons of three
'Cause I own tracks from my ballin; feast your eyes on my machine!
You can't rewind from this loss, unlike the others you didn't ponder
Now back to your base since this meme's used to being six feet under!

ROBBIE ROTTEN:
Those disses served no deuces, seen Luigi's packing bunch
My styles' eye candy, yours more like Sports Candy, yuck!
You're quite awful in your spin-offs, all you do is sport-a-flop
Yet talk a big game even though you don’t even have your own one
Forget any plumber bros, don't need a touch screen for a dream team to be in people's hearts to the core
Haven't watched your biggest role performance any worse in a rap showdown since SMG4!
'Cause the only shade you got was as a shadow of a shadow, now go sob "WAAA I LOST!" 
I knew you're so stingy for first place while everyone knows I'm the Villain… Number... ONE!

Waluigi vs Robbie Rotten - Hilarious Hip Hip Hassles of Here & Now

whoa spooky dice!!!

acemusic as Celestia Ludenberg
AdamDRB as King Dice
Beat produced by Jota Rodriguez
Written by Trakked, Dilly and Chandler
Chiseled by BuffaloBrandon
Mixed by Trakked
Thumbnail by Rabi
Art by Nooby

Battle:
Dice:
I've heard of your bouts an' it's a pleasure to have ya
It's the Ultimate Gambler 'gainst a king of higher stature
Put the finger down, kid, this ain't a game of charades
Manipulated deadly games, now you're the one getting played
With tik tok teens dressing up as ya for attention
They'll need a content warning when I come and bring ya end kid
You're familiar with death, got Marie Antoinette'd
But I betcha didn't expect another fiery ending!

Celeste:
Greetings, Mr. Dice! Have we not been introduced?
I assume you use your stubborn demeanor as an excuse
To hide your insecurities, yes, I can see through you
You're a puppet being used by the devil; voodoo
I retain my elegance through all matters of situations;
You can't maintain your relevance stuck in the Devil's basement
'Tis a shame your negligence led to your last encasement
I wouldn't even use your sorry ass as entertainment!
Pardon me, but I find you less scary than your attacks
Just another crooked evil mobster that failed to adapt
The curtains fall on your performance and I bid you adieu
With a worse lyrical beating; that's a Knockout for you

Dice:
Didn't you hear my song? You best not mess with me.
You don't deserve a castle, moreso a penitentiary
With that ugly mug, you sure know how to waste a hand
No wonder your fandom thinks you're the gayest in the land!
Used to blunt force trauma, so I'll hit ya with these bars
With a name like Celeste, ya must be used to seeing stars!
Now stuck inside a horrid place, wishin' away for freedom
While Mr. Dice is loaded with the stacks of cash you dream of

Celeste:
I don't trade deals with swine, you belligerent fool!
Think you're all high and mighty, but just used as a tool
It's ironic Hifumi's a better servant than your minions
You're not even worthy to work within my dominion!
Your plot leaves heads rolling and that doesn't entice 
When you’ve got a head yourself made of literal dice!
I'll erase the face of this disgrace with horrid luck, too
So I shall make my exit; final words? Fuck you.

Dice:
See, I'm actually royalty, they think you're a queen?
Another sinner at my doorstep that I'll stomp out with ease
You can't deceive me, believe me, with all your fake lies
This two-face just put a new meaning into snake eyes!

Celestia Ludenberg vs King Dice - Rap Cypher #17

Thumbnail created by: Rabi
Mixed by: Serena

WHO WON?
https://forms.gle/AmaVXtC3PcnFtjhT6

Jofinity:
Hold up! It’s the King! Nobody better say shit
’Cause I’ll give him more than feedback that is bound to make him rage quit
You’re basic, your flow is boring, just face it: you’re so annoying
Replayin’ the same old story, defamin’ you more than Multi
If you’ve made a better battle than my Era 1, do tell
This right bloody bloke is just the Next Best Fel
Now I know you’ll throw a fit, so in advance, I’m sorry bro
But of everyone to lose to… you lost to Shimario

King Mewtwo:
Now I’ve been here longer, sonny, so I’d start taking notes
It’s the voice of the killer Jacks against the guy who can’t emote
Same tone, same flow. You’re so predictable, bro
Yo, you sound like Chills if he let himself go (oh)
Shimario only beat me by being a decent writer
You’d only beat me by rigging the poll with your subscribers
And my iMovie era topples your first one anyday
Cuz unlike your bonus editing, my vids actually differentiate

Jofinity:
Is this really what we’re doing? Surprised you made it a round
Give it 15 minutes, you’ll want all of that shit taken down
People talk about me, and you? Nobody gives a fuck
Hey psychic type, read people’s minds: hmm, you suck
So quit your stallin’, you really think that you’re poppin’?
(yuh) Cryin’ to Dani’s the only time that you’re ballin’
I’d say you’re SlowlyGettingBetter, but after this, it’s too late
Now go and run back to your real life friends… oh wait
Now unlike FRB, let me acknowledge your writing
Bring up the poll, but I actually HAVE people subscribing
You’ve been stuck in the double digits ‘cause this Brit is worse than Midge is
All the critics booed your vids until you quit it, tragic, innit?
Shit battles like YouTube Poops, but not a single one has Rosen
’Cause you’ll regret fighting me like when R was your opponent
The king thinks it’s an easy fight, but I’ll be taking the crown
In this battle, you’re like your popularity: going down!

King Mewtwo:
*yawn* You’re so boring to fight, dude
Hearing you rant makes me think we go too hard on Psytube
But here’s where you’re different: he owns up to his mistakes
While your unpopular opinions got us doing spit takes, ay
You treat your crew so bad, you should be running Dustin’s basement
This won’t be the first time a Brit has left you beat, shoutout to Rayyan
How I got this much material on you is anyone’s guess
Half of your in-jokes are just like your trim: dead.
Jofinity, you’re shit, you need to quit with overcasting Carrick
And you know what? Maybe go quit the community while you’re at it
The lines this crappy Cuomo clone spits are just making me Weeze
Covering up his subpar writing with fifty billion rhyme schemes
How can anyone like this kid, all he fuckin’ does is brag
And yet he still questions why he’s become FRB’s new punching bag?
You lost to a drawing, dude. We simply ain’t alike
Maybe ask Bowser for some tips on how to “flame the mic”

Jofinity Vs King Mewtwo

his project isn’t made for easy listening — it’s made for reflection. The sound is modern and at times upbeat, but at its core, it’s about message over music. It tells the story of a boy who left home and returned as a man, only to realize that the pain, struggles, and lessons he endured not only shaped him, but also revealed the chains his community still can’t break free from.

Across the album, I step into the role of both survivor and storyteller, aiming to be a voice of reason while pushing my pen to showcase lyrical ability that goes beyond the surface. This isn’t background music — it’s a journey through resilience, growth, and the weight of environment.

For fans of Kendrick Lamar, J. Cole, JID, EarthGang, Tyler, The Creator, and Griselda — this project is about sharp lyricism, layered storytelling, and truth-telling through hip hop.

Errtime [Ft. bodii]  (Prod By. Wealis.)

Breathe Free

Final Standoff

Commander Jacob as Pablo Escobar (audio)
Fightmarker as Pablo Escobar (video)
Mancha as Willy Wonka (audio)
Mr. Tibbs As Willy Wonka (video)
Flowtest by Snakebite 
Mixed by Light
Writers: Snakebite and Fightmarker
Beat by BeatG33ks


Willy Wonka:
Greetings, Mr. Escobar! Welcome back from the dead
But it seems the Search Bloc shootout must’ve screwed up your head
Cause if you wanna dance with Wonka, say hello to the prison guards
‘Cause Esco, it’s earned me only a grand fortune to sell/cell bars
So let us take a gander at your life of crime’s precursor
Couldn’t graduate college, so got your first degree in murder
And tried to earn your rep as a hero by funding institutions 
And robbin’ hoodlums, but like my elevator, we all see right through it
And there’s simply no calculatin’ how much El Flabbo is weighin’
So hungry for power that when you got all of it, you ate it
You should learn from Augustus, it’s not safe to be this gluttonous
Praised for importing hippos in your country, you were the first one that shipped!

Pablo Escobar:
Ugh, well it looks like there’s no easy way out of here
Hear your awful raps? I rather shoot myself in the ear
When it comes to offing foes, I’d prefer assassinations
But come with me, you’ll be seeing real pure imagination
Don’t try Medellín with the top cartel
Or I’m the last thing you see ‘fore you’re dropped to Hell
You got no shot when I pull out my gun
And make you repeat getting trashed by slugs
Puppeteer of Colombia, demolished foes like animals
Capped the kill count of countries, made it the murder capital
So grab all your slaves, start a second mass killing
Blew up the black market like the DAS building
Style’s ice cold, so I’ll take the cash I’m earning
And throw you on the pile of stacks I’m burning
You manufacture candy bars for children?
Only time I made bars, I bribed the court to put me in them
So walk away from this bout, ‘less you wanna wind up dead
Now I got a perfect puzzle for you, Silver or Lead?

Willy Wonka:
I’ll take the gold, stompin’ your conglomerate with the sheer numbers I’ve sold
Change your first name to Pa, ‘cause your verse lacked any blows

Pablo Escobar:
You wish I change my name to Pa, maybe I’d serve as therapy
But you ran away from your padre, how about you do the same with me?

Willy Wonka:
In the past, I’ve needed to be rough to teach spoiled children a lesson
But at least I didn’t marry a kid without their parents’ blessings
While your white powder made every government try to knock your lights out
Only Colombia I’m visiting is when I’m invited to the White House
And you’ve earned yourself a hefty sum of green, no debate
But then your reign of terror ended and it all fizzled away
Now your estate is a theme park and a zoo for kids to play
Seems that you and your family lost everything, so good day!

Pablo Escobar:
Teaching spoiled kids a lesson? What a waste of your millions
I don’t even need to bother with the rats that spoil my income
Puttin’ the hit on politicians is just how I make a livin’
But I’m not the one distributin’ addictions to children (Oh!)
No chance a fictional pest could beat my criminal legacy
Cartel’s all across the globe, mess with El Patrón, I’ll be putting you to rest, Willy
You must be on LSD to think that you could claim my throne with rhymes
‘Cause it’s the King of Cocaine who always deals the dopest lines

Willy Wonka vs Pablo Escobar. rap battle. by fightmarker.

After a long hiatus, Snakebite126 Rap Battles of Inside Things finally gets a name change because what a fucking stupid name that is. It also comes back with a battle of epic proportions between the mystical writer, The Rap Battle Fairy, and the fecal thief, The Shit Goblin, in a battle of the FRB cryptids.

Cast:
The Rap Battle Fairy as themselves
The Shit Goblin as themselves
Mixing and Mastering - Freshy Kanal
Beat produced by Anywaywell

Lyrics:
The Rap Battle Fairy:
Looks like it’s time for me to once again take flight
As all of FRB dozes off in their dreams 
This mystical entity appears in the night
To write a verse against the one who put them all to sleep (Let’s go)
It’s the Rap Battle Fairy coming out the gate
‘Gainst a crack addict bearing tons of pounds in weight
Oh, with just a swish of the wand
I got the power to make any verse bippity bop
And while you’re screaming at your victims to start hitting the quan 
Man, your trials are just errors and I’m leaving ‘em plunged 
And is the fact that you work a job at Walmart a shock?
‘Cause from your traps and voice tapes, you’re just a bargain bin Saw

The Shit Goblin:
Fucking dies 
Now I may not be the Jizz Demon, but please start retreating or you’re really gonna get fucked
I’ll let my voice go louder, kid you don’t-don’t matter, better hope your bladder doesn’t go and splatter
‘Cause from all the living creatures that this pro’s encountered, you’re the only one I won’t be taking shit from
Bitch, what? The Shit Goblin’s hip-hoppin’ 
You’re in deep shit once I kick off, this pimp’s poppin’
You hear the night’s calling and it prompts your arrival
But my speeches will leave you dipping this call like my disciples 
You got your grand start from Pyro vs Memeulous
And yet the best verse was the only one that Felix did
You only make rounds when you have to make up a diss
But I’m more than used to fairies taking the piss

The Rap Battle Fairy:
The Piss Fairy, huh? Well those jokes were piss poor (Yeah)
When I’m taking number one, it’s the Best Writer awards
Plus I’m honestly surprised that you’d think I’d be that threatened
By Danganronpa with a scat fetish (Whoo!)
I’m so fly, your insanity’s boundless
Call Rosie to leave her son reality grounded
Poor stranger, I’m leaving you wrecked with my magic raps 
Cause a flanger is the only effect that your rapping has
As we’re battling, once you see how hard my pen game hits
This’ll be like your third trial tape, you’ll never make it
My bars get songs on playlists, so far I gotta say this
If you’re trying to make movements on the mic, I guess you’re constipated

The Shit Goblin:
Wanna beat me, bro? You need to start over
I’ve seen more appealing flow come from the Barf Ogre
You got left like my minions, stuck, enslaved and
Now you can’t escape the chains of Dustin’s basement
Yeah, I got homies in FRB that’ll clip your wings
I’m a rapper, I’m a rebel, yo it’s Shitty G
Once you’re with hit with bars so heavy like plip-plop
It’s fitting a piece of shit like yourself gets dropped
I’m a stone cold killer and I’m so conniving
You ain’t no dope winner but you’re so bold trying
The immortal, living since before your time
Whose getting sold your spirit, bitch your soul’s all mine
And the minute that you started getting deadlines
Half the scripts you rushed all ended up with dead lines
So don’t challenge me with your lame flows
This battle’s like all your other commitments - shoulda learned to say “no”

Anyways I'm leaving the community now because I am never topping this.