I THOUGHT THAT WAS ACTUALLY BRANDON RODGERS CUZ THAT IMPRESSION IS GOOOOD-

Freshy Kanal - King Dice Vs. Oogie Boogie Rap Battle Ft. McGwire & Chase Beck

WATCH THE MUSIC VIDEO:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0fHLoH6F13c

The Kevin Bennett as Pico
RecD as Blitzo
Fightmarker as Boyfriend (CAMEO)

Pico:
Way back in 1999, was breaking new grounds
Now in 2022, still breaking Newgrounds
I’ve graduated and you’ve just entered the school grounds
You think you’re Tricky, but I’m the one killing you, clown (look)
You better can it, fool, you’re lookin’ like Cassandra junior
I’ll blam and school ya with my gang of shooters
When I make that A.K. pop, ain’t no motherfucker stanning Loona
There go at least 90% of all the fans that viewed ya
I see a goth kid, turn off the business shtick
And I’m dropping sicker shit than your daughter’s syphilis
Tell that dog to listen, sit, shake a paw, then send a hit
To her jaw and split the bitch like her pa’s relationships
Now I’ve just gotta burn some lead to get the crowd Funkin’
This man’s known for turnin’ heads - so quit the owl fucking
My trauma ain’t half as bad as what’s in that head of yours
I thought I saw a real opponent - that’s Blitzophrenia

Blitzo:
Okay, first of all, it’s Blitz, pipsqueak, don’t fuckin’ try it
Like the viewers when this bitch speaks, the “O” is silent
Now, I may be a demon, but your creator is fucked
What kind of freak thinks “Hmm, Columbine’s not racist enough!”
You fucking edge lord, that shit’s like a razor blade
And then when Funkin’ blew up, you were too risque to play
Until ninjamuffin said “fuck it, let’s just make him gay”
Your story, your preference - man, not even your As are straight
Aww, you think I’d feel bad and comfort you through this?
Bitch, you are an ass-ass-in, I don’t give two shits
You used to be badass, quit pandering to kids
Adding thousands of oblivious toddlers to lists
Now I see why your father - didn’t want ya - took the fast lane
I fucked your daddy - then I’m outtie - that’s a Flash bang
You’re the virgin version to the chad Piconjo, it’s true
I’d tell you to go fuck yourself, but you probably do
Although you’re not who I pegged to try to top me
Like Millie with a strap-on in bed, that takes Moxxie, kid
So if things don’t work out as the officer of your hood school
I’d like to hire you - as my personal footstool

Pico:
Take on this kid from Columbine, I’ll stand you all in line
Add an AK-47, a revolver, a nine
A MAC-11 and it oughta solve the problem of mine
And that’s your whole group of furries shot up all at one time, ‘cuz I’m

Pico & Boyfriend:
(PICO!) 
The one and only
You’re a cheap clone of me, like Fizzaroli
You left him behind and ran away from the sideshow
Now you’re second fiddle to Hazbin Hotel, still in the side show
Sister in rehab, Stolas left divorced and depressed
And with your job, I’m losing count of all the homes that you’ve wrecked
Everybody that you mistreated has now scorned you and left
And when you’re killed, not a single soul will be mourning your death


Blitzo:
Oh, go cry to your Kickstarter, you precious nerd
I’m shocked you didn’t add a stretch goal for that second verse
You should kill yourself now! You cringe ass Nene baby
Like Darnell, I’m spitting fire, don’t Play games with me
Ever since Tankman invaded, your site has tanked, man
Nowadays you’re just some nostalgic hipster’s spank bank
Dipshit, you wasted my time, I hope you had fun
I’d damn your ginger soul to hell, if you had one

Written & Directed by Eddiefrb
Beat prod. by FLOCKABOI
Coverart Design by Eddiefrb
Coverart Artwork by Valonide
Mixed & Mastered by Freshy Kanal & Sebb

Blitzo vs Pico - Rap Battle! (ANIMATION VS ANYTHING: CH. II)

WATCH THE MUSIC VIDEO:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jzRI8tFb0MA

PE$O PETE as Tricky the Clown
King Mewtwo as Springtrap
Eddiefrb as Phone Dude (CAMEO)

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Tricky the Clown:
ENTER THE MADNESS! GET INTO COMBAT AND I’LL SEND YOU BACK TO YOUR TATTERED ATTRACTION!
RAGGEDY RABBIT LOOKING LIKE ENERGIZER’S ADVERTISING FOR BATTERY ACID!
YOU ARE INVALID! MURDERING CHILDREN ‘CUZ YOU’RE A PATHETIC WASHED UP LITTLE FAZ-BEEN!
TURN YOU TO SCRAP AND THERE’S NO REBUILDING YOURSELF WHEN I TEAR OFF A F-TON OF AFTON!

(RAAH!)

Somebody, clean up this Withered brit (HANK!!)
Looking and smelling worse than Queen Elizabeth
I’m making rackets with Wimbleton (HANK!!)
You’re watching people swing rackets at Wimbledon
Shoddy designer, just look what those locks do
Only thing that you’ve been building are law-suits
You got off Scott-free, knowing you won’t die
Pumped full of Remnant, talk about pro-life!

Your creator built up a STUFFED UP WALLET
And that moron used it to fund some FUCKED UP CAUSES
Defended his actions because it’s “WHAT GOD WANTED”
I went and asked Jebus and he said “FUCK SCOTT CAWTHON”!

Phone Dude:
When I said we needed some wrappers, I’m glad you’d still come
But dude, you won’t believe it! We found one, a REAL one..

Springtrap:
Greetings, Doctor. I trust you’re working hard
But why not set some time aside to build some fucking arms?
You act just like a Baby throwing tantrums with no purpose
And you call yourself a clown? More like the entire Circus!
My killing spree is endless, I’m never out of options
Unlike your only weapon, I show no signs of stopping
And yes, I target children, true, but I would never groom them, please
Your fans are safer with me than in your communities


Tricky the Clown:
YOU’VE DONE IT NOW, YOU’RE SCREWED!
I WON’T BACK DOWN TO YOU!
YOU DON’T KILL CLOWN, YOU FOOL!
STEP BACK AS CLOWN KILLS YOU!

MASK OFF!! How ‘bout we dig into
this Jack-off with disses Halloween Edition
‘Cuz Afton’s a frickin’ absentee and villain
Quit rapping and visit back to see your children
PASSED OFF parenting ‘cuz William
Had to be hidden acting as a businessman
Tragically silly daddy saw his kids get
Attacked by the same contraptions he was building but
WHILE GONE, I met with your wife
And we tend to get a bit quirky at night
I’m stuffing her birthday suit, that ho is bad
Can’t salvage your body so she throws it back
BAD LUCK! Now Sit ‘N Survive
‘Cuz I got the Improbability Drive
The devil is here, and your soul’s for the taking
Your hell begins now, SO DON’T KEEP ME WAITING!

Springtrap:
Your charade as a god has brought me far little terror
Compared to this jester pestering me with audio errors
So either put back on that dumb mask or lock up your sprung trap
You can try to burn me, but Tricky - I always come back
I suppose I should’ve guessed your rhymes would mean nothing
When this Flash-in-the-pan is only known from Friday Night Funkin’
Lyrical serial killer, you’re just a sniveling wimp
So this rabbit will leave you scooped up ‘cuz Tricks are for kids
You know the power that you’ve harvested can’t actively be harnessed 
You’re just tasked to be the Auditor’s distraction while he watches
But now Afton’s left you charred and bodybagged, so I’ll be thought of
As the man behind the slaughter of the sham inside Nevada

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Written & Directed by Eddiefrb
Produced by Mxtt Bourn
Mixed & Mastered by Freshy Kanal
Art by Valonide
Cover Art Design by Eddiefrb
Additional Instrumentation by ENNWAY
Special Thanks to Walk, YouLoveSkyler, Joosh, JosiahGamesTV & Krinkles

Tricky the Clown vs Springtrap - Rap Battle! (ANIMATION VS ANYTHING: CH. II)

Orignal track:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_1RRC8GkfTY

Jevil Vs Bill Cipher(GamingPlush64)

GamingPlush64 - Vanny Vs. Spamton G. Spamton Rap Battle

#rapbattle #sml #danganronpa

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sir rap battles as teruteru hanamura
danii as chef pee pee

written by dilly
mixed by gamingplush64
beat prod. by gamingplush54
art by itspizzabox
cover art by shimario

this series is a tribute to epic rap battles of history.
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Chef Pee Pee vs. Teruteru Hanamura - RAP BATTLE!

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RecD as Dr. Doofenshmirtz
True Evil Villain as Doctor Doom

Eric the Audible as Norm

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Doctor Doom:
Tune into the thrilling new beginning of Doom
The villain too illin’ who’s willing to prove it
You’ll never catch up with crimes like Heinz
Keep your two nickels, I got rhymes like dimes

Doom - not to be Confused with Doofenshmirtz
(The goofy twerp who’s Looney Tune contraptions usually work against him?)
Yes. Even my henchmen are ahead of you
Where’s your pedigree when your nemeses are a petting zoo

Your wife took Vanessa, then she left ya
That woman is your ex and they call me the Professor
She blew my Reed Richard, flipped it over, slammed it
Just one thrust and busted, like Candace

Now your chance of remarryin’ is very slim
As for Perry, I’d parry him, then bury him
Put the name of his gang on his grave
Just remember all caps - O.W.C.A

Dr. Doofenshmirtz:
Victor von Doom, how completely expected
And by Victor, I mean the next to be bested
I don’t remember inventing a mech this pathetic
(Sir?) Well, Norm’s the exception, but

I mean, just look at you! You act like you’re great
But one scratch and you grafted a mask to your face
I mean, geez, you could have at least tried some ointment
Or, you know, only put the mask on when you went out
I’m just saying, you had options here

I have a scheme that will haunt you much greater
Behold, the world’s tiniest violin-ator
It blocks the Latverian sun and kills your crops
Now there’s famine in your country and it just won’t stop
(Don’t stop!) I can’t stop, first I have to put this foe at ease
And prove he Ain’t Got Rhythm with no Platypus Controlling Me
After this defeat, go fix your nerd suit, Viktor
‘Cuz all your plans end with you saying CURSE YOU, RICHARDS!

Doctor Doom:
Pop the toolie on Balloony and blow you both full of holes
(THE IRON LEADER IS IN TOTAL CONTROL.)
Dude’s different - the dimwitted lose to true brilliance
And Doof’s an idiot while (DOOM WAS IMMINENT.)

(SOMETIMES THE BOMB MIGHT EXPLODE..
…WITHOUT ANY WARNING.)

Doom’s bomb’s ‘bout to blow - Doof, stop drop and roll
Spew hot coal like snot blowing through nostrils
Might pop pops in the dome and taunt “got your nose”
Father oughta go back to the garden gnomes guardin’ homes

Holmes, whatever the case is
Do it like kickball and cover all the bases
It’s a Fantastic stretch tryna conquer Latveria
But first, get in a state to try the Tri State Area

Landed in Danville, said “Take me to your Guv’nor”
Proceeded to have a wonderful supper with your brother
He said your mother doesn’t love ya - I don’t blame her
You spend your summers self-destructing your inators

What a failure - Gee, I wonder where’d the Time go
So down on his luck that now he’s bunkin’ with Milo
4 seasons and nothing to show for it at all
I guess once summer ends, then comes the fall

Dr. Doofenshmirtz:
As a kid in Gimmelschtump, our income was lesser
I was poorer than your live action track record
So growing up in your country might have been nice
But one thing Drusselstein did have is civil rights

So if we’re talking backstories, you’ve got it worse
Both your mom and your dad died while you were a boy
Neither of my parents showed up to my birth
But they missed all my birthdays entirely by choice

Messed with Mephisto and you took the L
Blew up your face and it got you expelled
Reed tried to warn you, you paid him back well
By sending his son foot-diving straight into hell!

You sacrificed your lover and the power drove you cuckoo
Good luck finding another lady that suits you
This isn’t a prank, no, my victory was foolproof
The trophy is Doof’s, and you’ll do what I say (woop woop!)

Written & Directed by Eddiefrb
Mixed & Mastered by Freshy Kanal
Beat Arranged by Eddiefrb
Beat prod. by bailey daniel and David Arcade Beats
Art by Lew Kreerdun and kayjaysee
Coverart Design by Eddiefrb

Dr. Doofenshmirtz vs Doctor Doom - Rap Battle! (ANIMATION VS ANYTHING: CH. III)

Not mine, this audio belongs to Freshy Kanal
Jay Chay, Azia, garbageGothic and Freshy Kanal as The Employees
littleflecks as Olimar
Commander Jacob as Louie
PE$O PETE as The Company
Swizkii as The President
Fightmarker as Watto

The Employees:
I'm scanning two space monkeys standing in front of me.
Yo, I think they're far from lethal, but it seems we got company!
Oh, it's Olimar and Louie? Yeah, I think that they're from Smash Bros.
Nah, they're just the backburner to Nintendo's backbones!
So let me run in mask off; I've bashed in the Brackens!
I capped off the mad dogs, left Nutcrackers cracked in!
My shotty gonna blast off, unlike your space trash bin,
Then cash in the scrap shop the skulls of these captains!
I'd blow a bubble just to blow through your defense!
You'd be better saved from trouble if you'd plant a Chia Pet!
'Cause you need saving from your pals when you're dropped in hot shit!
We're scoring Victory Royales, 'cause we're hot at drop ships!
We stepped up like a mine! We blew up in the scene!
While you haven't been in motion since New Play for the Wii!
Yeah, you left behind your family; I'm sure that they miss you.
But your marriage problems? That's a Dandori Issue!

Olimar and Louie:
This is Captain Olimar, Log 3-6.
We found a game from Twitch Clips that's already been eclipsed.
I've wrestled Wraiths, Wollywogs, and Proggs that would be smoking ya,
So it's no problem roasting on the ghost of Phasmophobia!
So if we're gonna have a space race with this space waste,
We conquered every cave on the planet where our base laid.
You run in unfinished basements 'til you get your base pay,
'Til your player base realized they can't stand your base game!
You wouldn't run if Backrooms didn't walk.
Your atmosphere sucked so much, it went out your airlock!
You'd turn into pink mist to avoid a pink slip.
I'm a master dog trainer, while you're the Company's bitch!
Louie, wanna add to this debate?
Uh, I'm really hungry, but it looks like you just ate.
That green fish you're holding looks really delicious.
I wanna eat that with grilled leeks and some spinach!

The Employees:
What? You're not even battle rapping! Guys, hold up...
It's almost 5 PM, and we still haven't hit the quota!
We can take these Smeagols back soon as I shut their mouth up!
Call you Andrew Hocotate, the way you pretend to be Alph— AAAARGH!
Call me a Bulborb, because I eat this beat like Pikmin!
...It's right behind me, isn't IIIIIIII—!?!
Well, let me shoot my shot!
...Okay, yeah, I'm pretty sure they all just... died.
So I'm just gonna... fuck off. Goodbye!

Olimar and Louie:
Uh, well, that was annoying. Can we leave?
Yeah, that didn't take much work for them all to be deceased.
I've seen better survival instincts coming from our Pikmin.
I guess they— INCOMING MESSAGE. YOU'RE RECEIVING A TRANSMISSION.

The Company:
WELL, your poor performance risks the Company from going under!
Louie, I do not think you comprehend real hunger!
Watch out, only watchful eyes; money and metal on board!
Stop playin'! Work with me? Your life is your reward!
I need sustenance; satiate and work until your brain coarse,
Or else we'll both have a Hocotate main course!
Little fat spaceman lost on an assignment!
Bodies hard to find; what you signed on your fine print!
My company is righteous; really balance on the line!
Little Oli only work to see President's pockets lined!

The President:
Make way for the President! You talkin' 'bout my business?
People pay for your game and pass out in five minutes!
You send your crews to moons, hoping they come back,
Because your tentacles are too lazy to touch grass!
I don't give two ships 'bout what your minions are bringing!
The next time your bell rings, it's me swingin'!
Fire your guys; I'll watch you croak on the comms!
Wanna survive? Give a fiery blow to my hog!

Pikmin vs. Lethal Company - Rap Battle!

Not mine, this audio belongs to GamingPlush64
RedMufflerMan‬ as Alastor
Nathan Wagner as Tony the Talking Clock

Alastor:
Salutations to the sinners of hell!
I hope you're all tuned in and listening well,
Our program can cause jaws to drop,
What could be more entertaining than watching the clock?
Once again he interrupts a favorite show for wayward souls,
He isn't prime time, That label's for the radio show!
Guess it's time to tell the time,
Just who he has come to fight,
Like you did to Yellow Guy, I will end your fucking life!

Tony the Talking Clock:
Time is a way that we measure progression,
With the way you waste it, I bеt you'll be second,
I'm minute to win it, my linеs are hot,
Your vocab's filthy, frankly it's Time to Stop!
I am a ruler so don't get it backwards, This goes just one way,
With you withered and grey at the end of the day,
Times up, you have met your end.
Shut you up for good with a MEH! MEH! MEH!

Alastor:
Mmm, I do not believe that screaming loud was in the deal...
My ears are bleeding, now I know how your victims feel!
The Clock was meant to shock but he's soft when he delivers,
When I grab the mic, you'll find my words are unfiltered,
Let's give a "big hand" to old Becky and Joe,
It's quite an achievement to be getting a show!
And yet I've been told OH, when checking for Tony,
He was found broken and dead in the cold! (how sad!)
Summoned by Roy for his son to be slaughtered,
But you must know, I never suck up to fathers!
Fuck you, Tony. Nothing you brought hertz!
By the end of this, You'll be running like clockwork.

Tony the Talking Clock:
Swinging at me with a chain on your soul?
That's par for the course for this ace in the hole,
The radio hammed up his act,
But there is always Time for Understanding the facts!
Time made your appearance change ever since the pilot,
I wish the same could be said about your writing,
You paid the price for spending Time mucking around,
When an angel dusted you and you ducked in the ground!
Now we can see the unimportance of Alastor!
He's always been the same, Unchanging like the calendar!
This deer lost his head trying to rag off this doll,
And now he's a tool you can hang on the wall.

Alastor vs. Tony the Talking Clock. DGPRB.

WATCH THE MUSIC VIDEO:
https://youtu.be/OJIl2Eing_c?si=EbRd3YUGQMwDRwmH

LongestSoloEver as Mr. Wolf
Eddiefrb as Dog Man

KingSpirals as Sarah Hatoff

Mr. Wolf:
yes… yes…
Yes! Guess who’s in the verse
Lupus steal like Lupin the third
Peach fuzz buzz cut, dude, hit the curb (woah)
You don’t wanna chase me, pooch, stick to squirrels

Hit the Triple Flip-O-Rama with the fleece
And judging by your art, they defunded the police
Half-human head over heels for poodles - guess frou-frou appeals to ya
True blue feeling of Zuzuphilia

You and I are alike, we’ve been to prison
But you didn’t do time for the crimes that you committed
And when I said I gathered a team and got a jump on police and hit a lick on the chief
It’s pretty different

The only thing you snatched is Petey the Cat’s cradle
Did him just like his whiskers - took one off his side later
Hats off! Had to put you on the news, half-wit
Half-dog, half-man, 100% pig

Sarah Hatoff:
We interrupt this blooper to bring you an exclusive
Breaking News! Sarah Hatoff, reporting for duty
The Bad Guys tried to take the track and failed
Now they’re being hauled straight to Cat Burglar Jail

(wow!) That sounds great, our hero is a trooper
No matter what we need him to do, he’d be like (Supa!)
Now I think it’s high time for me to introduce the
Half-dog, half-man, 100% SUPA COP
DOG MAN!

Dog Man:
(ruff!) 
Your gang’s stuck in handcuffs
Make like the whole crowd and put your hands up
Whether it’s a guinea or the fuzz you screw with
When up against the piggies, you huff, puffed, and blew it

Tell me who’s the half-wit with the crew straight-laced
When you got double-crossed by a dude named Snake
and when it comes to custody, you better pay your bail
I’ll be hanging with Lil Petey, you’ll be left hanging in jail

Mr. Wolf:
Easy there, Paw Patrol, don’t do something drastic
Stick to acting as Living Spray for Scholastic
No-showed by Al, can’t go home to Alice
You hired Yung Gravy cuz you flow like molasses

Dog Man:
I gave the whole industry some Cannery Grow
You gave up your soul for your film to stand on its own
‘Cuz Dreamworks needed Awkwafina just to get the Webs talking
I’d throw the book at you if anybody had a copy

Mr. Wolf:
Well, If you wanna book me, I’m thinking this crook should
I should call you Marmalade, cuz you’re making me look good
You got your wires crossed, and blew the fuse together
Then doubled your stupidity when you fused together

Somehow stitched your body back up but never your broken life
Now you’re stuck wallowing in dog days and lonely Knights
You’re chasing your own tail, let me throw your girl a bone
Your separation was warranted cuz nobody was home

Dog Man:
I’m top dog, and I’m fellin’ the felon that’s stepping up
Pretending he fell in line the second he fell in love
I’m Diane to fetch bandits lying with fed branches
Bring in the Crimson Paw, I’d catch her red-handed

You’re all bark, perp - lazy
Forget Dog Man, you’re caught up on Purse Lady
Before this twerp breaks free, I’ll muzzle him, making him stay quiet
And we’ll forever both have the right to remain (silent)

Written & Directed by Eddiefrb
Beat prod. by meantime
Mixed & Mastered by Freshy Kanal
Cover Art by TerminalRepo & BMB
Cover Design by Eddiefrb

Mr. Wolf vs Dog Man - Rap Battle! (ANIMATION VS ANYTHING: CH. III)

Releasing exactly one week early, due to the imminent release of my 2020 Album "The Obsidian Collection". Be sure to stream on your music platform of choice.

Zawesome as Jack Skellington
Mancha as Sans

Jack Skellington:
Greetings, good fellow, now don’t be abhorred, abhorred
I’m not a human child, we’re not at war, at war
Slim and shady, the Pumpkin King’s track roars, track roars
I’m beginning to feel like a rap gourd, rap gourd
Whether slacking your post or you’re cracking a joke
You’re average at most, and your passiveness shows
When you’re tasked to dispose of a ravenous foe
But you let ‘em go past and attack on your bro cuz you’re asked by a goat that you don’t know?
Then you turn into a basket case loner
And I’ll be dunking you off the backboard, backboard
To battle is witless cuz this Jack is a Ripper
My friend, you couldn’t wear the SOULs out on the back of your slippers
I’ll leave you bent out of shape like italics, so listen
I’m an icon! The only Star you are is Patrick, you misfit!
You’re looking big boned and awfully flimsy
You’d turn to dust just going down a chimney
Shaking kid’s hands? Man, you’re getting too Frisky
My bars are serving you harder than Grillby’s
I’m like a Jack O’ Lantern - my legacy’s keeping lit
But judging by your boss fight - you’re used to sleeper hits

Sans:
Heya. You’ve been busy, huh? This isn’t the first of your rapping jests
Bud, if you’re stepping to me, you’re really not gonna like what happens next
I’m leaving your sins crawling down your back and neck
This showman is less professional than my text
It’s time for your judgement, so hope you pass the test
Sounds like on the track you’re a True Pacifist
Listen Jack, you’re a classic but not flawless
You’re a facet, a mascot of Hot Topic
But couldn’t capture the masses, you’re not popping
And gonna crash like it’s Jack-in-the-box office
Looking back to the rabbit you held hostage
You should’ve asked ‘bout the crafting of hip hopping
Even Alphys’ Lab in the Hotland
Couldn’t bring you back after how hard this brat’s fallen
You’re a reckless ruler that your town is Tim Burdened with
Your plot’s more stitched together than your girlfriend is
I’m thankful that Asgore is just a passive king
You leave your citizens burning in Halloween
Kidnapping Santa? Cultural appropriation?
Even my costume in Smash was better representation
So stop all your carols - this monarch’s in peril
A hotshot as bare as his snob goth apparel
I’ll knock knock on your little sock hop and fire my shots off,
Like my name was Lock, Shock and Barrel


Jack Skellington:
Even on a beat, this skeleton just has flat lines
With bars like that, I’m asking - do you wanna have a bad rhyme?
You started a prankster like loosey-goosey
But you turned to a sad sack like Oogie Boogie
If you stand and do nothing, you’ll rot and you’ll suffer
I’m killing this beat - you can call it your brother
I’ll give you this - among preteen children, you’re sure successful
How ironic, you went from underground to surface level
I’m lighting you up like my top pup
Compared to Sandy Claws, you’re washed up
I may be the pumpkin, but Chara
Left you the only one who’s carved up

Sans:
Once a year you appear hyped up by nobody
Popping up like you’re a glorified So Sorry
All just to terrify children 
Your film should’ve come with a trigger-treat warning, you’re so boring
This no name’s growth became only respectable three decades later, don’t gloat up your fame
You hoped and you prayed about all of the dough you could make on opening day
But nobody came. 
Bud, check the legacy I’ve developed
My game crushes your Rotten Tomatoes, you’ll never ketchup 
And with my sequel, my franchise is sure to make it
While you’ll end up like your employees - filled with de-termination

Written by Eddiefrb
Directed by Eddiefrb
Mixed and Mastered by Freshy Kanal
Instrumental prod. by Dansonn and Freshy Kanal
Jack Skellington Illustrated by BMB
Sans Illustrated by Shaunt

Blitzo vs Pico - Rap Battle! (ANIMATION VS ANYTHING: CH. II)

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