
Pixel Chris Decided to Challenge Me to a 24 Hour Challenge. Thanks for the Easy $25 Bucks, Pal.

Don't Expect a Music Video, This is An Audio Only.

Both Characters Performed by Dilly
Written by Dilly
Battle Funded by Pixel Chris 
Mixed by KennyFreestyle 
Beat Prod. by BEATG33KZ 

(Krusty the Clown)
hey! can't you let a man have a drag on his smoke break
my show returns at eight, I don't have time for extra jokes, 'kay?
and put that pinocchio boner nose back where it came from 
I'd hate to go through the struggle of blurring out your face cunt
I'm children entertainment at its finest you can't beef with me 
you couldn't play me with or without those piano key ass teeth
my burger stops pop off both in springfield and out of state (ay) 
you couldn't match my makings dawg you only got one chain (ay)

(Goofy Goober)
if that's the best of your comedy, take the costume off 
those disses didn't pinch me an inch dawg you're quite the awful shot 
you smoke more packs than krabs do, your quite the fuckin sad dude
one more cigarette and you'll pass dude lungs turn black and there's no coming back dude (damn dude!)
I'm so rich my cashews got cash shoes I demand a better opportunity to rap dude
having this drunk as a foe ain't a match it's a one sided brawl and it makes me wanna laugh dude 
I stack up my bars like my sundaes, so here's the latest scoop
a goofy goober owns a sad ass boomer rappin? alleyoop! 


Krusty the Clown vs Goofy Goober - 24 Hour Challenge Rap Battle!

Goner? More like Boner am I right?
Video link: https://youtu.be/x9pHqZgq2Uw
Trakked as Old Man Consequences
RNG as Goner Kid
Beat produced by Dated (Ill Advised Records)
Written by Trakked
Additional help by Zagranis and Worms
Mixed by Trakked
Thumbnail by Trakked

Battle:
Old Man Consequences:
Come and sit with me, kid, you’re lookin’ kind of down
This ain’t the underground kid, you’re in my land now
But don’t worry, you’ll be leaving safe and sound
So get your mind off of the future and come chill with me for now
You’ve gone far into the code but your speech is far from deep
Please, the only thing you’re doing is putting the fish to sleep
I suggest you change your mindset, you’re filled with thoughts of violence
And while you can barely talk, I sure know how to reel a line in
I can understand why most people wouldn’t want to relax with you  
You sure need that umbrella for your damned rainy-day attitude
I bet you miss the dock, but now you’re with me, and well,
We may try to talk but we both know there’s nothing else.

Goner Kid:
Have you thought about a world in which you’ve disappeared?
I’m gonna guess I’m in it ‘cause I see no disses here.
Ha.. You know, it frightens me that I might not exist
But at least I’m not a virus that fishes with little kids
You’re lost inside your own mind; your game world is a vacuum
And your minigame sucks the life out a player’s fun value
It’s tragic, but all of your so-called magic is gone
When you’re spending all your days lazing about on the pond
I would rather drown in it than talk to you for much longer
You hinder attempts at surviving and you think that I’m the monster?
You’re nothing, so I’ll come and scrap this awful bot from Cawthon
And I’ll make sure we fade away so we can both stay forgotten.

OMC:
Quiet down now, kid, you’re scarin’ the fish
What have I to gain rapping with one that barely exists?
I’m sorry to say that you have no way back to your home
But I’ll sit with you forever so you won’t decay alone

Goner Kid:
That makes me feel a bit better about my death
But I’m going on my own terms, so you should save your breath
Our time was unfortunate, you’re broken at your core
So when I reset the game you won’t think of me anymore.

Old Man Consequences vs Goner Kid - Rap Cypher #27

Welcome to the eleventh installment of “Quick Diss”! We have two politicians, fuck, I mean, two Super-Man children going at it! it's the titty milk enthusiast himself, Homelander! Pitted against, our favorite asshole, didn't hear that from me tho, Hancock!

Lyrics:
Hancock (Drunk):
Eugh…
Okay, let me get this straight, Maaeve, was some Queen who slayed
Engaaged, and not even straight, yet you stayed tryna keep her? Wait.
He's a Home-wrecker! Get it, make your hands-off, best turn back.
Just cus she got her licks in, John put his head up her ass.

Homelander:
Don't mean to burst your bottle drunky, but stop all this pompous talk!
There's no need to curse or coddle buddy! This is sponsored by Vought!
And after all! We're a family friendly conglomerate.
I give props to pedestrians! But as a hero, not on my list.
I wonder, hm, oh yeah, because you went off the rails.
Destroyed A-Train instead of pointing ways into ONE of your fails!
Like geez… to be blunt, I freaking scoffed at your tales!
Handjob Hancocks not a mascot, I mean, what does he sell? (Chuckles)

Hancock:
Yo bro, I'm used to stretching asses to their outer limits
But this asshole stretched his verse to pout and blemish
My career, and it's loud and clear that I am not the best in
The world, but you were, until your own Home-crowd started testing
This bitch made in test labs, and yup, he's formulaic 
I don't need X-Ray vision to see through your poor evasion
Of character assassination, I will assassinate ya.
I made a mark on the moon, yet you'd mark mine if asked of ain't ya?
You're a puppet, pussy, got my hands up Vought's pocket pussy
You wanna talk collaterals? Guess we should pop a lookie!
You killed innocent passengers cus they'd be honest? Goody!
Fumbled the bag, yet you need an airbag to cop out, should he?
You're on life support Homie-lander, not the biggest asset
It takes more than Compound V to simply get this bastard
If he throws fists with Angels his, or beyond his size
This a verbal exchange, don't bring verb chemicals or you die.

Homelander:
Egh, Ashley, what the fuck? This asshole agreed to lose?!
God, you're such a-… but first I'll deal with you.
He fucking kneels to booze, but keep on talking that shit then.
Thinking you can beat me fool? You lost to alcoholism.
Got dropped, now that's your bar? But all those lies, unproved bro.
Yet, you got thrown behind bars for not keeping your cool tho
Don't know Spanish, but I saw what you did to his Culo!
Is that your fetish? HE HAS AMNESIA! So what would you know?

Hancock:
Call me an asshole, one more time hoe, haven't seen a bigger rip-off
A Super-man-child, when killings how he gets his kicks off
Like Jesus! You're sick dawg. No wonder your rape-kid walked
With a Butcher, cus flying with this pig would get him minced up!

Homelander:
Mention my son again and I'll tear apart your cuck-dad friend
Run through the wife he stole from you cause your drunk-ass was on the bench
But not before I squeeze the soul out of their dumb ass kid
IN FRONT OF THEM, abandoned by everyone that you love in this;
Weak ass world, I'm God and you're another bum that I'm done with, eh!
I'll cause the second accident that lands you in the hospice bitch!
I win, I win, you went and maimed some whale for a CLIP?!
HOMELANDER DOES WHAT HE WANTS, I'll take YOUR crazed whale for a spin.
*Crowd Boos* Ahhh, shit…

-CAST-
Hancock: Shadow Zel
Homelander: Grey Julius
Crowd: jort, MetaMachine, Trakked, and CannibalWorms

-PRODUCTION-
Thumbnail by: JaCoN
Written by: JaCoN
Beat: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1NqiZagh-59ovZLLCmMRJkSRU4VrDJDcM/view?usp=drivesdk
Beat Produced by: FLOCKABOI
Mixed by: JaCoN (my first time ever :))

Hancock vs Homelander - (Quick Diss) #11

Lyrics/Beat/Trivia: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1kCj_DbbCmYIe6H-3PpjGc2XDwMU2AhSh-L4-aEgKpek/edit
Commander Jacob as The Impostor
MetaMachine as Ridley
Special Inquisitor Rayyan as Crewmate (cameo)
Writing by MetaMachine and King Mewtwo
Additional help by GamingPlush64 and Mancha
Mixing / Beat arrangement by GamingPlush64
Thumbnail by JK03
Hint for next battle: "Blue Screwups"

The Impostor vs. Ridley

Special Inquisitor Rayyan as Stampy

RaccoonBro as Garfield

Written by Quizzique
Additional Writing Help: Ethan, Rayyan

Mixed by Special Inquisitor Rayyan

Beat produced by J BRING BEATS

Thumbnail Art by GnomeYT

Thumbnail by Quizzique

Lyrics:
Stampy
Hello, this is Stampy, and welcome to a let’s play vid
Today we’re against the scrap pages of Jim Davis
Your schtick is being lazy? That’s mundane
Not feeling up to battling? Must be a case of Mondays!

Your owner’s Jon, but your plot points Aren’t-Buckled
Seems your continuity has Garfield Kart-trouble
Since 2012, I’ve been on that Minecraft star hustle
Born in ‘76, yet you’ve fallen out into a Paws struggle

From Murray to Pratt, you’ve an array of casts
But with your production rights, away they’ve been passed
Sony, Fox and Paramount? You’re the bastard of newspapers
Jim’s flare amounts to having mastered reduced labor

You’re the comic Guinness backs? I must need a break
Eat you in minutes on this track like you were a piece of cake
There are limits that I lack, fighting googlies I attack
Sic my dogs onto your back, since I know they make you quake

Garfield

Yawn About time you wrapped up your verse
Ehh, I’ve heard worse, although I thought you didn’t curse?
Try to keep viewers immersed, but all your content is rehearsed
Wanna leave a mark on YouTube? Try to Hit the Target first

You run a Not-So-Lovely World with all the helpers you’ve locked out
Filled with even more crap than your dog house
Speaking of dogs, you’ve got too many to handle
Left some more dead than a Minecrafter’s channel

You used to be a hit, anyone can attest
Then you took a harder hit than you did with Wonder Quest
Get me a coffee so I can leave this kid maimed
You’ve got me going Ballistic: call that a Squid Game

Now I’m taking names like we’re in the Love Garden
Lost memories are the only thing that heart’s guardin’
I’ve got one last thing that I need to tell you, dude
I bet Lee only left so he could hand the L to you

Stampy
Don’t you dare threaten my dogs, or else when the dust settles
You’ll be in the ground like you were some love love petals!
Barnaby’s my best friend, he fills me with such joy
Jon’s dog loves you, seems he’s just an Odie to Destroy

Garfield
Jeez, that writing was even worse than your book’s, chum
You’re looking Fidgety ‘cause that’s where you took your looks from
Your comedy’s more childish than all of Minecraft’s players
I like my comics like I like my lasagna: with layers!

Stampylongnose Vs Garfield | QUIZZICAL QUARRELS #2 (feat. Special Inquisitor Rayyan & RaccoonBro)

garbageGothic as Kurapika
Alen as Ghost Rider
Written by: Cole & Alen
Beat by: 2Deep
Thumbnail by: Fightmarker
Mixed by: SharkKid

(0:10)
FAC RAP BATTLES
KURAPIKA
VS.
GHOST RIDER
BEGIN

Kurapika (0:19):
You should know, I have no time for your moronic hunt 
Thus, trying to stop me, is your most dangerous stunt 
You’re delaying my vengeance, so if you insist on staying 
Do a seance and tell your boy Zarathos I’m not playing
You’ve no chance of besting me with your family's curse
Should’ve hit up Mephisto to write a half decent verse
I came strapped with a shovel, this rap is your grave
You should run back to space, being Thanos’ Slave
I would ditch him like his parents did, but what’s clearly apparent is
I’m forced to waste my time dueling a daredevil satanist
I’ve claimed this battle as mine, and after you’ve said your lines
I shall erase what remains of the Blaze bloodline

Ghost Rider (0:49):
Enough of your talk, feel my chains on your limbs
Your wrath is unmatched: now, die for your sins
I came ready for a fight, thinking this would get dirty
But I’m not a troupe member so you can’t really hurt me
You dream of killing spiders but with power you’re inept
I trade blows with the Hulk; you’re street level at best
What’s more amusing than your journey to restore your clans purity:
Is the greatest nen warrior works in personal security
Thanos wasn't worth a damn, he suffered through his penance and 
I'll do the same for you and wipe the last man of the Kurta Clan
This fool is simply unworthy of his own friends protection
Gaze into my eyes and see a failure's reflection

Kurapika (1:19):
The pain of losing your people is something I know well
So tell me, does it hurt, knowing your father’s burning in hell?
I could ensnare you with my chains to make this battle far hotter
But why bother, all I need to beat you’s a bucket of water
You think that leather makes you sicker, but I really gotta differ
What, those flames on your head the reason you keep chugging down liquor?
You’re just a reckless hooligan and clearly your most foolish sin
Is you still came to fight me knowing you’d get brutalized like Uvogin
They tried using the big screen to show you to the modern ages
But then Cage blew his shot and they ditched you for Reyes
You’ve done nothing but annoy me for this whole fight’s duration
And now I’ll show the King of Hell a second kind of damnation

Ghost Rider (1:49):
In attempt to stay alive you keep on mocking my origin
While I pick fights with the devil and then I wipe the floor with ‘im
Hellfire's my entire theme; I'll give you some satiric wit
I could drop my fucking pants and piss out a better lyric, bitch
Became a zodiac, and your most embarrassing act;
You bow down so damn much, they codenamed your ass "Rat"
Taste the flames that I spew, with the hue, true scarlet
While I tear out those eyes, and make a buck on the darknet
Always overwhelmed by sadness when he can’t keep up the pace
And he still tried outspeeding my hog in this street race
This battle's over, now face judgment for your actions, truly heinous
You could say your soul has just entered a permanent hiatus

Kurapika vs. Ghost Rider. Rap Battle #6

Alen as Marx
Cole as Spamton
Written by: Alen & Cole
Beat by: Anywaywell
Thumbnail by: Cole
Mixed by: The Annihilator

(0:01)
FAC Rap Battles.
Marx.
Versus.
Spamton.
Begin :)

Marx (0:11):
Hey, hey, hey! Now, let's get the ball rolling quick; 
The sun and moon are fighting― I can't handle it 
So let's cut a deal: with power in our stars' grace, 
I'll return your dying fame throughout this very cosmic space 
This con wants a rap fight? Dumpster dive into your trash life 
All your friends up and left after success in your landline 
Pleading to that scrap device won't disallow this sad demise 
I'll blizzard up the mic to make a second time you're trapped in ice 
You're actual trash, a virgin version of Swatch 
The epitome of a fraud; your fit's ripped off 
This maniac speaks in tongues, somebody kill him off 
Or shut his jaw! Your buried stardom wallows in your pathetic shop 
And after that pink puffball, you'll be the second star I pop 
This failed businessman was Cyber City's biggest mistake 
My blades are sharper than any deal you'd ever make 
Left Queen's needs, so you had to hang the phone fast 
Couldn't make Green Greens, so your mind fucking crashed

Spamton (0:56):
A new [Clown Around Town]? Well, check out this cheap [STEAL]
An ass beating [Half Off]? Now that's a [GREAT DEAL]
Though a warning to the [buyer] 'fore you try to interact:
This jester really plays [dirty], AND I LIVE IN THE TRASH!
Out [Shooting Through The Stars] just to pray to a CLOCK?
There's no wish from Nova that will make you into a [BIG SHOT]!
And this back-stabbing [slime] could never match what I earn
With the [acid lake] flows, and the [HELP ME! IT BURNS!]
(HOCHI MAMA!) You'll get bodied, in battles I [Last Longer]!
(KNOW YOU WANT IT!) Then I'll pawn your fruity hat for [Any Offer]!
Are those slush ball drops the only [chill] you can bring?!
I pack {SNOWGRAVE} raps when you slip into [my ring]!!! (Ha Ha!)
Go hock your shtick elsewhere [KID], I'm just not interested-
-In the sob story of this sad [LITTLE WORM] of a menace
So I'll keep [raking in the dough], and [outselling] all my foes
'Cause I let [Victory Ring] and then I [Picked Up The Phone] !!!


Marx Soul (1:40):
Incohesive nonsense, I'm tired of this spambot's calls
If Gaster saw the way you talk, even he would be appalled
And you're stuck two decades back, that's a past you'll never attain
When I blast this "Big Shot" with a laser through the fucking brain
Don't tread upon me, I'm a beast who doesn't rest upon
Obsolete trash heaps, your NEO form's a bootleg Mettaton
Believe me, the wish I'd settle on if Nova gave me a second offer:
Cut the strings from this puppet and witness your untimely slaughter
A singular black hole would make sure your body's never found
You'd already be forgotten by the time Chapter 3 rolls around
You'd still be stuck in an alleyway without Kris' LoadedDisk
I'll unleash my Star Rod and make sure you get a load of this

Spamton NEO (2:14):
You call that bod a [[soul]]? Musta grabbed it on clearance
Split that wack mug [in half], you'd [improve] your appearance 
Tried to stomp on a puffball, but he thrashed this [CREEP]
So this [sponge] soaked up scrap and turned into a [DAMN FREAK]
Both want to be [BIG] with power, but the [Key] difference
Is you [choked] and straight wasted all your [Milky Way Wishes]
All the [angels] laugh at this [fool] Causing Commotion
As no amount of my [POTION S.] could save you from that explosion
I’ll [NEVER REST] until my goal of stardom is [Complete.]
While you [switch up] your whole plot when offered a [ Bite to Eat ]
I'll remain the best rapper outta [[1997]]
As you stay in your arena and I gaze into [H E A V E N]

Marx vs. Spamton. Rap Battle #7

you'll never guess who made this battle.
SPM1000 as Akinator
Toni Rigatoni as AI Dungeon
Beat produced by Dave James (Audio Network)
Written by Trakked and King Mewtwo
Additional help by King Mewtwo
Mixed by Special Inquisitor Rayyan
Thumbnail by Trakked
Art by Grenade

Battle:
Akinator:
I am the renowned, profound rapper Akinator
If you want to battle a round, then you can ask me later
I’m a bit busy with thousands of people playing games,
While no matter the update, your lame bot just stays the same
You used to be a tool and game that people could have fun with
And then you turned your fanbase to an AI Sex Dungeon!
It’s disgusting, and I don’t care very much for silly antics
I suggest you wish for some actual talent to rap, kid

AI Dungeon:
It’s kind of odd that this broken bot chose the prompt to fight
I suppose you’re used to your legacy being stomped on, right?
You’re spitting sick, but it’s terrible, malarian,
Your desert can’t compare within the kingdom of Larion (OHH)
My world is infinite, surpassing expectations
Your world is limited, can't use imagination
You think you're big and shit, but you just need to face it
Maybe think outside the lamp you're trapped in, be creative
Claim you’re reading minds with your questions, it’s just pathetic
Takes hours to get a character you say you’d know in seconds
I ain’t coming back for seconds, bitch, I don’t got the time
Your rhymes are so off you’re prolly snorting your lines

Akinator:
Tough talk. You think my AI’s absurd?
At least my model doesn’t make you pay for every word
Paywalls and paywalls, you think they would buy it?
You're giving people one more reason to be a pirate
I'm well-known for my beyond infinite database
But I couldn't name a single person in your player base
I may be stumped, but I'm not yet done playing you
And there's no coming back from all of your accusations, too

AI Dungeon:
I'd like you to imagine how your website would be
If you didn't brand yourself "20 Questions but free!"
You say that you’re a psychic, but if that’s really true
Then how did you not predict that you’d be the one to lose? (ooh)

Akinator vs AI Dungeon - Rap Cypher #28

Mewtwo:
Birthed from a lab as the pure form of perfection
My goal was to bring the Pokemon insurrection
And with you I sense there’s a connection
Though I was not the one made from a peasant

I find that I cannot condone your lazy flick
Used your physicality to make a leap of logic with the crazy chick
He was made to be a master of analysis
…and yet he still sided with the crazy chick

Pokedex 150, try to diss, you’ll miss me
I know that your shit’s weak, this psychic type spits heat
You know not what I bring as a challenge you won’t fit me
Know that when I’m rhyming, I don’t spare or pity

The Ultimate Lifeform created with every talent, meant to save mankind but then all your hope was gone
But that should’ve been easily predicted when you try to battle with the god of all Pokemon

Izuru Kamakura:
I must say, I’m oddly perplexed about why you would need to lie of your title
It’s difficult to understand what sort of god loses to a rat and a child?
I was made as the savior of hope, you were made as a DNA clone
That stops being a threat and turned into a pet…if a single Pokeball’s thrown 

Cast Confusion on your foes but the best of your ploys
Was choosing to make a tour guide out of Nurse Joy
The ultimate lifeform can’t seem to do much to harm me
When each iteration sees him needing an army

Meant to be an icon yet you lack the attention
Cause you're as original as your own naming convention 
I could neutralize him before his next turn starts at all
Since it won’t be the first time that he’s cut from Brawls

Mewtwo:
Tell me whose favorite character’s the nihilist punk? 
I’ll leave this Psycho Cut, one swipe and you’re done
And you would’ve remained a Remnant of Despair if
Your facade wasn’t weakened by Chiaki’s hairpin 

Izuru Kamakura:
My past is the path of attack that he’s taken
So I’ll leave all openings Cerulean Caved in 
But I know that Game Freak’s just gonna kill him
Next time they need a Pokemon to fill in for villain

Written by JustGamer
Mewtwo: Fightmarker
Izuru Kamakura: JustGamer
Beat by Dansonn
Mixed by Serena
Cover Art by Rabi
Special thanks to JesseBox

Mewtwo vs Izuru Kamakura - Smash Bros vs Anything

WE MIXIN NOW BABEY!!!!!!!!!!
Swoldow as Mr. Mix
RaccoonBro as Chef Saltbaker
Beat produced by Anywaywell
Written by Trakked, Alchemyking
Mixed by Trakked
Thumbnail by Trakked
Art by JaCoN

Battle:
Mr Mix:
Hi there! I’m Mr Mix,
The helpful chef that gives fixins to kids!
Try and write your lines, with typing, I’m the captain
Call this track a Mr. Remix, cuz now it’s time to Rap This!
You’re deceiving others, leaving them believing
You’re in need of some ingredients, intriguing them with treats
You got redeemed, now ain’t it sweet? Defeated, seething, left in doubt
Do you see that you’re a weakling, please, or do I need to spell it out?
C U P H E A D
Beat your ass, take it from me
Yup! I tend to savor dishes and save em for later
But with what you dish out, ironically, you are lacking flavor 

Chef Saltbaker:
Well golly! Did you mean to mess with holly jolly Salty?
Had enough of your ribaldry, you faulty reject from Baldi
Take it with a grain of salt from me. Adultery? Please, 
If you're wanting something salty you can drop on your knees (AY)
Who asked? I certainly didn't 
Nor did anyone else wish for this bitch on their Christmas wish list
I’m proficient with my disses so I suggest that you listen
Go hide right inside your files and get the hell out of my kitchen

Mr Mix:
Shh, you can’t talk; you got delayed for many years
Cry more, maybe I could marinate you with your tears
This glass gnome should take his lines, and like his berries, bin it
Now let’s see you keep up with my flow of 8 bars per minute!
(fast rap)
Your phases are baseless and broken, you’re tasteless and coping; your bakery caved in and fell
Stuck in your basement and hoping to make up a potion to strengthen and take it yourself
Stay on the shelf, I’ll take your plates, erase your fate same as before
Escape my place? You couldn’t fit your Wondertart ass out the door

Chef Saltbaker:
I suggest you start accepting defeat 
I have em beggin' in the Isles for a scent of my treats
Now I know this cheesy egghead went an’ scrambled brains,
But now you’re messing with the saint of the astral plane
Did you rap your game’s last level? ‘Cause that sounded like a seizure
I’ll beat this greasy, sleazy freak that believes he’s a teacher
Heat 'em up, leave him’ screamin’! ‘Fore you’re done, here’s a tip off:
Not talking your spammed files when I’m calling you a ripoff!
I’m baking Mr. Trail Mix with my oven-hot fire
The closest you come to heat is when it’s a hair dryer
May have left hackers frightened, but your efforts were in vain
Now you’ll be another Flash game never to be seen again

Mr. Mix vs Chef Saltbaker - Rap Cypher #31

The power of mean girls flows through you.

bblackroses as Sasha Waybright
garbageGothic as Susie
King Mewtwo as Grime

Written by Quizzique and Alchemyking
Beat Arrangement by SIR Rap Battles
Mixed and Mastered by GlitchDude
Beat prod. by Anywaywell
Art by 3ple
Thumbnail by Kamren

Sasha (0:13)
Well, this is disappointing, another lizard I’m tasked to destroy? That’s
Annoying, but this appointed rebel leader will still enjoy it
Draw it out in chalk, this match will be like your concept, an apparent steal
I’m spearheading revolutions, you revolve around Holiday spirit while riding on a Ferris wheel

Your ’fun gang’s just a glorified school club, while I rallied an army
How do you manage to flub your rhymes AND your classes despite looking like Barney?
I’ve just got a couple notes for what your game could improve and how
‘Cause like War of the Warlocks, it’s another fantasy that I’m tuning out

Susie (0:41)
Hey, Kris, where the FUCK did we just get dropped?
I guess we’ve got something in common, we both just got swamped
Well, I’ll gladly stomp you with my blade if you wanna throw swords
Haven’t seen a pink gem this manipulative since Rose Quartz

It’s fitting you’re a cheerleader, with how you’re raising RED FLAGS
You step on daggers with Grime? I’ll disarm you like his LEFT HAND
You call your friends the Sharps, but your bonds with them all FELL FLAT
The true Calamity is that all THREE of you got BACKSTABBED

Put Anne’s friends in danger, and you handled Wartwood miserably
When talking cliff-hangers, heh, you would take that too literally
Think your parents splitting apart caused you grief? Ha, just watch
I’ll slice through you! But after Anne, you must be used to getting cut off

Sasha & Grime(1:22)
Grime:
Sasha, are you gonna just sit there and let this beast try to devour us?

Sasha:
Grimesy, please, all she eats is garbage, but I’m glad she’s spitting it out again
I flew through space, while you run around beating up puzzle pieces? You’re powerless
Spent so much time inside that closet, maybe you should try coming out of it

Tension’s present with Noelle, but you’re still wrapping/rapping awfully
Honestly, you’re just a softie, couldn’t even hit Lancer properly!
And you’re chatting’ bout Grime? Well, you’re one to talk, aren’t you?
With your two lackluster chapters, did Darcy slice Toby’s arm, too?

Twitter and Berdly simp for you, those blue nerds are nothing, dude
Compared to my heron blade: now that’s three birds crushing you
And cliff-hangers? Like your tail, that insult serves no function
Because I could timeskip, and your game would still be in production

Even with my PhD, I just can’t comprehend your following
Can’t think outside the box, fitting you dressed as one for Halloween
Got signs of being psychopathic with your edgy aggression
But since you’re in my demographic, we can schedule a session


Susie (2:17)
Like your prison food, that verse was grueling; it’s like I’m the one chained in bars
You were hardly electrifying, guess that’s why you’re scared of taking charge
Everyone around you has played a part in attempting to conceal the truth
Your prophecy’s outlined with chalk, but now I’ll be the one to deal the runes

Even Rouxls Kaard has sharper schemes - you lead troops to their doom with your bad plans
Man, forget rooting in the barn, she’s about to go and join Rudinn in the trash can
You had camaraderie with Braddock and Percy, but hammered it away out of impulse
Whether socially or as a sign to stop, like LA traffic you can’t pick up signals

We’re not so different in a way, we’ve both been made to use others
But at the end of the day, everyone shows their True Colors
It’s truly ironic that Waybright’s who this Lightner’s snuffing out
You’ve suffered a crushing defeat, it’s the end of discussion now

Sasha Waybright Vs Susie | QUIZZICAL QUARRELS #6(ft. bblackroses and garbageGothic)

F; @fightmarker
A; @alenrb
C; @coledacole

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