CAST:
Kronk - Seth W.
Norm - Eric The Audible
Doofenshmirtz - Dustin
Yzma - Jacob G.

Written By: Eric The Audible
Mixed By: Jacob G.

Production: Laysi

Lyrics:

Kronk (0:15)
Uhh, Norm? It’s a displeasure for me to meet ya 
Been sent to beat ya on the beat with wicked schemes to appease Yzma 
So when I’m flaming and grilling you all with a chef’s kiss
Just know it’s only because you’re next on her vex list

As a man in love I get that it’s unpredictable, beautifully mystic, but my gods
You’d blush at a fridge in the kitchen and then go up to hit on it like “nice cogs”
Pinnochio knows that you’re not a real boy, man, this battle’s gonna be another one of your foiled plans
Cause Kronk’s got the groove like the flu so poignant, you could confuse it with Kuzco’s Poison


Norm 
I’ll have no choice if a Burton voice decides to war with me 
I’ll be storming your beach and destroying the peace from above with the forces of Norm and D 
That’s my father, the doctor, if you happened to miss the catch 
Though with that rapping I have to ask you why would you even pick this match 

Should I self-deprecate? You have nothing to diss me on 
Because between us I’d be the reason kids still have Disney on
Already proven I can spit in show, Liquid Gold; check my Tin Man flow
I know you like to talk to mammals, look below the table there’s no platypus that can stop how I spin this, yo

But Kronk I get it; you just wished to make this song better
Lucky for us you went and pulled upon my wrong lever
And with my weaponry I suggest you start gunning back
To Yzma to explain just how apt you are at running tracks

Kronk (1:30)
He’s got a point there, what? no he doesn’t
We literally ran track in High School, oh well I guess he does then
But his flattery won’t matter he’s still hated by his creator
Doof produced that self-destruct button, but it’s time that I terminate a

Robotic freak who wants to tussle, well I ain’t scared of ya!
Cause you fail at everything that you try: state-area



Norm:
My calculations state I’m the only emcee in this place
So if you would like to talk that way, please say it straight to my face


(Ad lib some fighting words)

Doof and Yzma:
Norm!  Kronk!

(Ad lib need to leave for whatever reason)

Central Rap Battles: Kronk vs. Norm

Papyrus and Sans:
Gadzooks, Sans, look, is that a human?!
He’s too dim to be a lamp, who the heck dragged you in?
Hair looks like a borscht, and with that uniform;
I mean what, are you buying your clothes at the soup store?
It’s got no class to my battle body
I got shocking raps that can rattle Molly
You can barely Bear Traps, but that’s my hobby!
Like eating soup with a fork; your raps are sloppy
I’m the master of monsters, I can halter Frisk
You’re a mobster; shellfish like a lobster bisque
We’ll rename you Track-Crash, cuz you’ve bombed already
You should move out, stop mooching off your mom’s spaghetti

Giovanni:
I’m Great at Rhyme! You take that back! 
I Slug SOULS and trousle bones when I’m up to bat!
Giovanni’s left in Disbelief from hearing all the white noise
So it’s time to wreck a second fossil with my Boys!
Are we sure this lonely bone man has no Epithet?
‘Cuz I’m still surprised he hasn’t been Inscribed “Desperate”
I beg your pardon, you think you’re Royal Guard-in’
You’re snowed in, frozen; Olive Garden
You spend your time, ca-noodling with the enemy
No amount of your cuisine’s about to make me friendly
Cuz you rap slow, got that old tomato sauce bad flow
Your brother’s shorter, yet you’re still stuck in his shadow! 

Papyrus and Sans:
Nyeh heh heh!
Geez, hit the microwave, that wasn’t hot in any way
Not even you Cam-in-paign would get me to like Anime
Cuz I’m a skeleton and you still manage to get on my nerves
Like “pay a monthly fee to see this joke ahead of time on VRV”
You could say my resume's more soup-er than what he has! SANS!
Both step off before you’re caught by Percy’s Sweet Jazz band!
I don’t need a Rocket to put Giovanni on blast!
It feels like your life’s going down a dangerous path!
You act like a villain and try to look so tough and rugged
But pierce through the knitty-gritty and you're softer than your plushes!
Cuz you’re a Certified Bad Guy -- bad at everything, Gio!
Even this battle has more animation than your whole show!

Giovanni and Molly:
Papy’s awfully happy to be on a Frisky dinner date
Second-fiddle on a silver platter but here is what’s on the plate
Lets hand you over to my Boss, with his refined palate
I’ll serve you up like a bone broth with a geno-side salad!
(Yeah!)
Cuz you’re like parmesan, really grating, Papyrus! (ooh!)
Every line you spit makes me raise my level of violence
You're even weaker than Sans, and lookin' at him it's clear, uh,
Just one swing to break his SOUL like it’s more fragile than a Mira!
With my bat and knife, you’re turned to bone meal when you’re crushed (ha!)
I’ll cut to the chase and you’ll be left in your own dust!
But your only friend killed you on half of their routes? Wow!
That’s my special attack! You are blue, now! (rawr!)

Mancha as Giovanni Potage and Sans
MetaMachine as Papyrus
Azia as Molly Blyndeff

Giovanni Potage vs Papyrus - URBoF #16

Alexander Hamilton:
How does a master, orphan, science-fiction samurai
Become the biggest sell-out in a billion dollar franchise
Damn right, you’re quite the high talker, Skywalker.
But I’ll beat you in double, son, I am your founding father.
You used to be the coolest, saved the galaxy from trouble
But then you became a burnout, just like your aunt and uncle!
Scattered in your tattered robes while I’m ranking in the high courts
Unless your goal's to bore me, what exactly do you fight for
He comes to spit, although, of which I have dismissed, sir
He thinks that he’s the shit and that he’s hit with what he’s dissed, sir
I know our family’s are both of our passions
But you just wanna take your sister to the room where it happens
 
Luke Skywalker: 
We both had big battles that brought us to our acclaim
But when it comes to duels, you got that Stormtrooper aim
Hamill's hamming on Hamilton, you couldn't hold a candlestick
Your wife already burned you for me; Alexander Anakin
This battle - man, I’m owning it! The Force - man, I’m honing it!
When I took my shot, I got the Death Star exploding, it's 
Quite hopeless, prick. 
Your only motivation’s to be famous? Shit,
I’ll leave you whipped, like every single slave you shipped

Alexander Hamilton:
Go squeeze some breast milk, here's something to raise a glass for:
We both had music specials, ..wait, that's right, George trashed your's.
No amount of ticket sales could match my Tonys
Should be calling me Best Picture because you would never own me!
I’m decking a jester, a mess your director had oughta rewrite to correct
We’re not equals, I’m the USA prequel, 
and that’s something my fans would never forget
You’re Disney’s bitch, I’m the brains behind Moana
Got private shows for White House folks and features with Obama
Your legacy became some losers living with their mommas
Spewing racist drama, giving child actors trauma!
 
Luke Skywalker: 
You made the New York Shitpost on politics across the world?
You’re the AP US History version of Gossip Girl
You still piss in a pot, I’ve got a space fleet saving planets
What could you possibly do to me? Raise my taxes?
So let’s wrap it up, your aims and plans are making zero progress
But no wonder, since you got lost following your political compass
I mean you let your son get killed, you made an enemy of Jefferson
You’re picking fights on your own side and shit talking your president
Your history’s a hurricane, what I find most depressing is
this lawyers’ ‘legacy’s’ confined to lift unlawful dresses 
Scandals left your life in shambles, you died in a helpless state
I don’t need the Force to make Washington turn in his grave.

Alexander Hamilton vs. Luke Skywalker - Rap Battle!

Alexander Hamilton vs. Luke Skywalker - Rap Battle! (REMASTER)

This track is about wounds that didn’t heal on the surface — they sank deeper, settled into the bone, and became part of who you are. Trauma that’s cold, permanent, carved into your structure. The atmosphere is icy, echoing, metallic, like memories hitting you from within your own skeleton. Everything feels heavy, slow, but with sudden spikes of pain that hit like nerve shocks. A reminder that some damage lasts forever.

BONESCAR

8-Track (Cereal)

Titanium1208 as DK
JuliantheBeast as Little Mac
Adam as Doc Louis
HyperJacob96 as Announcer

DK:
I’m finally here! Performing for you!
If you know the words you can join in too!
Put your hands together if you want to clap!
As I’m tearing through… this Little Mac! (Huh!)
Tossing barrels on barrels! Just try to escape
Judging by your vertical you’ve been skipping leg day
Guess you can't Jumpman, boy I hope you can rhyme!
I could even take a hundred of you on at a time!
Mac, Really? Even Glass Joe has higher fame 
You’re just a shy guy hiding behind wire frames
KO’s charged! ... oh whoops, you missed
Brawl with us all you want, to me you’re still the assist

Little Mac:
In this corner the underdog’s ready to fight
Ready to let out punches with all his might
All of this training has prepared me for this
When this oversized monkey goes and meets my fist! 
Ain’t no better boxing match since Rocky v. Smirnoff
When this gorilla starts talking I’d rather him bite my ear off.
Peel on outta here, you can’t step in the ring with me
Like your GameCube game you’re sounding too off-beat
Just Look at what I can do to ya with one nasty blow 
How was your verse goofier than your tv show?


DK:
When I was picked first to rap everybody stepped back
You’re like a SoundCloud rapper, huh! Lil’ Mac
Don’t get smacked, Mario knows not to clapback
Rip you to shreds on the track like a Klaptrap
Your height forces you to make low-blows while fighting
Looks like you learned to spit from your buddy Mike Tyson
Your games stop paying and you’re no longer talked about
If you ask me Mac, I think it’s time you Punch Out

Little Mac: 
Ugh, he’s tough… Show him what you got Mac!
He hit me so hard….. Well then, hit him back!
You’re right Doc, I won’t have this be the end!
Pick yourself up, Don’t let him take you out again!
When I attack, the bigger they are the harder they’re falling 
I’ll have you and your whole DK Crew Smash Bawling
I’m fit, slick, and chiseled; got a cocky strut
Guess what? I’m not scared of your little Donkey punch
Giga Mac knows how to expand - dong
Take the crown to show you who’s king, Kong!
And lo, the beast looked on the face of beauty
Asking for an ice pack for his kicked-in booty.

DK:
I’m a classic in Smash ‘cause the Kong’s sublime
When I bongo beat, that’s a conga line
So hang up the gloves, you're looking fatigued
Even when not super slugging, I’m out of your league!
Came swinging at me, punching with all he can 
But even with my eyes closed you’re still getting speedran

Little Mac:
Can’t take the flak? Go back to the arcade
Don’t mess with Mac - this dude learned the hard way
Take down the OG, how’s that for some clout?
10! Raise my arm! Now that’s a knock out!

Super Smash Raps

Donkey Kong vs Little Mac. Super Smash Raps #1

Strange: Alex the Beast
Fate: Titanium1208

Doctor Strange:
Open my eye of Agamotto let me tell you what I see
That there’s no way in hell you’ll win a battle against me
I’m the magnificent magician, lyrics of surgical precision
And after this verbal slaughter, you’ll be in need of a mortician
Shamballa! Take a tip from this sorcerer supreme
You’re like a medieval Ikea mascot with sunbeams 
I strike with the Bolts of Balthakk, you vape like Valtorr
So step back before you join the Mists of Munnopor
In battle verbiage, the living lexicon is in his element
Spitting fire at a squire airing out a dinky helmet
So a Lord of Order up! You’d need more than an apple a day
To keep the eldritch ending ace away! Doctor Strange!
And none Stranger than the Phantom who ails you
Let the Kamar-Taj overcome providence’s stooge!
The Black Priests do not seek you a dark end
I didn’t come to kill you, I came here to bargain

Doctor Fate:
Strange Tales one hears from your gaggle of friends
Like how you're an egomaniac who wants to have sex with his hands
A necrotic built up by nepotism shaking Dark Towers?
You’re if Bale’s Batman found some Harry Potter powers
They call you: Sorcerer! Supreme! Steven! Strange!
But in: Lyrics! I got! Larger! Range!
With your eye you can’t see the controversy you’re causing?
Cause for a guy of black magic you do a lot of white washing
And a mind as cramped as that is sure to fall to chaos easily
Put up your MD and PhD, you’re about to get the third degree
Stop guarding your stones, see that my legacy’s divine
Since you know a thing or two about giving up time
You’re not worth my intellect, confront Swamp Thing, rather
For your kaleidoscope of rhymes is better fitted to rags, sir!
Order’s Juggernaut, you’re in the wrong field against a Mask
Brought a typhoon on Typhon while you fell to Cyttorak!


(STRANGE BRINGS HIM INTO THE MINDSCAPE)
Doctor Strange:
You're mired in the Mindscape, enjoy free consciousness?
Cuz Nabu screwed you, catatonic when your conscience hits
Against all the time in the world immortality’s not an issue
You could win but I’d just be right back to diss you
Let me be frank, you’re anchored by your ankh again
I’m diverse, magics divine to Black Atlantean
My bars are like death’s knell, son. You can’t hide.
What, need another ten-year old to force yourself inside?

Doctor Fate:
A tattered mage brings forth a failed escape for this user
I’ll overturn your impossible claims like the Fourth Yuga!
And be cutting rhymes as fine as you trim that stupid goatee
Until you need a Night Nurse for those burns, Steve!
Losing to Fate? That’s what one calls Manifest Destiny.
I’d like a side of sour cream to this Sorcerer Supreme!
Drop the formality, Strange, we’ve so long together spent.
You’ve been being me since ‘63. Call me Kent

Written by: Seth, Trent, Joey, Legion
Mixed by Freshy Kanal
Additional instruments by Sebb
Covert art by Kamren

Dr. Strange VS Dr. Fate - CBRB Vol. 2 Issue 10

What's up boys, we are back with an audio release for some fun! Today we got the legendary Japanese terror, Godzilla, against former President of the United States, Harry Truman, enjoy!

CAST:
Freshy Kanal as Godzilla
Raichous as Harry Truman

LYRICS:
Godzilla:
I’m the pinnacle reptile, call me Monster Zero-One
With the size to backup my rhyme skill, second to none
I’m a mic Destroyah, but we already knew I spit fire
Here’s a Fair Deal: I won’t crush you if you retire
You’re puny, mortal, too emasculate for a foe
You’re as unguarded as the last time you stepped down from your post
I made King Kong my bitch, even the Avengers couldn’t harm me
Now I’m dunkin’ on your raps like I did to Charles Barkley
There’s not a single thing you’ve done that’s ever turned a profit
The original failed businessman to be elected to office
You’ve got nothing to say, but this Monsterverse was legendary
You can’t beat this, so go on then, give me hell, Harry

Truman:
I was sipping bourbon when I was called to fight an iguana
Now it’s time to tip the scales on a stuntman in a condom
I’m a True Man; I speak my mind, just look through the Doctrine
And I’m not the only office that has bombs worth dropping
I can see the headlines already, print says Truman beats Godzilla
‘Cause despite your snickery, your films are far too vanilla
You dunk into the ocean, perhaps to hide from CPS, I see
But that freak of kid's defense is likely throwing his eggs at me

Godzilla:
Kaiju not tell when you’re outmatched? I’m known for wiping out armies
So this ancient waste of office space could never hope to scar me
After one shitty season, it's time to end the Truman Show
‘Cause I’ve tore down your rhymes like I devastated Tokyo

Truman:
I'm not exactly the one to hinder upon the churches
but your revival did that for me, by rendering the God worthless
I haberdashed your chances of a Resurgence of rhymes
As I plunged your ass back in the sea for the final time

Godzilla:
Eisen-howah ‘bout you retreat? Or I’ll just end your term early
You’d need an Oxygen-Destroyer to pardon this turkey
The King of Monsters just sent another peasant straight to jail
This old man’s just frustrated 'cause, like his organs, he failed

Truman:
I’m a seasoned veteran; you’re a brine-spitting toad
Even Dewey could defeat you. There’s your headline, Chicago
So I’ll seal the deal against this threat from the Far East
I spit phat rhymes to beat you, now a fat man to kill this beast

Beat by: Allrounda
Mixed by: Freshy Kanal
Cover by: Commander Jacob
Art by: Cyancoat Enzo

Godzilla Vs Harry Truman| GridLine Rap Battles Season 2

This battle was made in less than 48 hours.

Matthew as Patrick
Jacob as Chum Chum
Eric the Audible as phone caller

Lyrics:
Chum Chum:
The heroes of the world always win in the end
So let me dial it up with some goggles and underpants

Patrick Star:
They really chose this chump over Adventure Time? That's it
“Who's firmly grasping the mic?” This is Patrick.
 
Chum Chum:
Here we go! Take off the gloves when I’m startin’ cause
I’ve got the heart of my hero, Freezy bars like manarctica
A goofy goob’s the type of dude that Boog would’ve threw out
Looking like a blob of gum, you should be used to getting chewed out!
You've been going for twenty years and still stuck in the kiddy pools
They give you minimal minerals in your cinema rolls
Mmm Cinnamon Rolls. I’ll have that after this inbred
Tell everyone it’s a strike when I knock you down, pinhead!

Patrick Star:
I knew I should’ve stayed in bed and slept instead
Your series has been dead, so who are you callin pinhead?
Those freezies don’t phase me, you can take your straw back and suck it
Bruh, your verses stink, did they come from the Chum-Chum Bucket?
My mind is an enigma, so I'm about to ask one
How can you have a brain freeze when you lack one?
Yeah Nick gave you a slot, but don't applaud yourself
You took my best friend's design - and pushed it somewhere else
Dispatching from my sand castle, it's the arsenal, boy
You got jokes written by older farts than Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy
And who in barnacle's name thought you’d sell a damn toy?
There's no way in kelp you ever had a Fanboy

Chum Chum:
I think you’re jellyfish, just cause your belly’s big 
A bigger jerk than Squidward is, like Sam Star removed her wig!
You're scraping the Bikini Bottom, looking for something hotter
I'll drop the atomic bombs, that flushed you back underwater

Patrick Star:
My annoyance brings enjoyment, your annoyance is evil
I'm spitting epic raps better than my end-of-movie seagulls
So face it Chum-Chum, you dumb dumb, you’re done yo
Your chances were Mini, so I'll take the W: Wumbo!

Written by Jacob, Eric the Audible, and Matthew

Mixed & Mastered by Jacob

Beat by William Davies, Ian Tunstall, Edward and Charles Nutbrown of Audio Network

Patrick Star vs Chum Chum - Single

Patrick Star vs Chum Chum

Patrick Star vs Chum Chum. Epic Rap Battles of Cartoons Bonus Battle.

Incineroar:
No Fake Tears in this when I slap on a submission
You’re half my hype - like cruiserweight division!
With your height you show might but only hit low blows
I’m a professional, folks: Don’t try this at home
I got the crowd FIRED UP! You got the crowd TIRED OF
The attempts to make you Tough with another round of buffs. 
You’re not Macho, Libre; Built like Nacho Libre
Snap a slim jim so fast they’ll need it on replay
 
Pikachu: 
In this match, Pikalibre will send you back home to Ash 
Get suplexed off the mat, like it was a game of Smash 
With a Volt I will Tackle an imposter who acts
Like he's strong when he'd actually get Thunderclapped!
This ain't no trial! Like your games, you haven’t been missed 
I’d tell you to train up in your gyms, but they don’t exist
I was forged in the ring, fighting with my heart while
You grew softer than your anime’s art style 
You mucked up the games worse than a pay-per view
Extra forty bucks for twenty minutes in ultra moon
You were hot for a week then you Crashed your Heat
Then you flopped on the scene - Incine-rawr XD 

Incineroar:
When up against this little rat with a mask on her face
Even Trump in the ring was less out of place
I’ll erase this pest, and just again to flex
Wrestling’s realer than your entry in the dex
You’re just a little league poke, who wanted to enter the show
But you’ll leave injured and smoked, best you start hittin the road
Before I rip up and roast your flimsy mask on the ropes
Since a kitten, what I’m spinnin’ has been Litten up foes!
You’re just a costume change, think you can diss me more?
The only time you owned the mic was on the 64
Can’t resurrect contests that never drew a dime
I just whooped your ass. And that’s the bottom line

Pikachu:
This sap can’t outgrapple when the critics get on ya
Z moves spun out of control like a hurricanrana
Garfield, stop juicing food
you couldn’t correctly name your exclusive move
I’m in the next phase; Pokken, way above your paygrade
You couldn’t take me if this match was in kayfabe! (YAH!) 
This game of cat and mouse has reversed and now
You can hear the crowd shout for the One-Two-Three count

CASTING & CREDITS
Azia As Pika Libre
Titanium1208 as Incineroar
Written by Adam and Eric the Audible
Additional Help by Creep Switch
Beat by Hollywood Legend
Mix by Freshy Kanal

Pikachu Libre vs Incineroar. Epic Pokemon Rap Battles #18

Hello and Happy New Year! We’re gonna kick Gridline off with a smooth banger to start the year! Today we have legendary British graffiti artist, Banksy, against children's book hide-and-seek extraordinaire, Waldo! Enjoy!

CAST:
King Mewtwo as Banksy
Zawesome as Waldo

LYRICS:
BANKSY:
Throughout my life I was branded a valueless mope
Who vandalized public property, but There was Always Hope
You think that legality would stop me from making art? Nah
Look, I'm putting up a fight while you're running from your Odlaw
Seemed devoted to Wilma, then you went ahead and ditched her
Cos the friendly thirtysomething preferred her twin sister
Here’s the elephant in the room, you’re not the only one of you
You were in the back of Martin’s mind when he was coming up with you
When I slip in a crowd, no one spots me when they pass
Yet the whole world recognizes your candy cane looking ass
Artisitcally anonymous, I’ll beat you with your walking stick
After I go to drop a diss, they’ll really ask where Wally is

WALDO:
You can find me napping when you spit a diss so bland
That verse left me more bemused than a trip to Dismaland
I’m gonna beat this bummy black sheep so Banksy better step backsies
Because I get my lines from the Land of Nasty Nasties
I think you've done enough huffing of your "artsy" wall splats
You try to call them meaningful, but I think I can smell a rat
I keep eyes glued to pages just from staying well-hidden
And just when you think that you might’ve found me, you didn’t
When you were playing hide and seek, I was setting the standard
You need some help on the mic, I’ll lend you a Handford
You’re an overrated runt whose work is overly blunt
With a hollow phony front, a walking publicity stunt

BANKSY:
You could be alone on a page and still get ignored
‘Cause after your reboot, no one wants to find you anymore
I’m nameless and faceless and gained more traction than this git got
You’re a novelty, Wally. Why don’t you Exit Through the Gift Shop?

WALDO:
Is your face a Picasso? Cos I’ve never seen this man
I’ve seen more quality vandalism when it came from Penis Man
You used to have crowds flood into the cities that your work was in
But any love they may have had for you is now in the bin

Beat By: InsaneBeatz
Mixed By: Freshy Kanal
Cover By: Commander Jacob

Alexander Hamilton vs. Luke Skywalker - Rap Battle! (REMASTER)

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