Alex Rochon as Spamton
https://www.youtube.com/user/peanut3423
Quizzique as Vince Offer and Spamton (Brackets)
https://www.youtube.com/c/Quizzique

Written and Mixed by Quizzique
Beat by InsaneBeatz: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sf8Qf7u7iX0
Thumbnail by Quizzique
Special Thanks: GamingPlush64, Trakked, WAN

LYRICS
Vince Offer:
Hi, it’s Vince here with a new product to throw ya!
It’s called an ad blocker, and I’m sure that it’ll blow up
When I show the Dark World denizens, they’ll see right past this specimen
A skeleton of a salesman whose only caller never showed up!
The fanbase finally got over that clown around town
Now you’re the new fetish bait on the DeviantArt grounds
Hey, I’ve gotta ask a quick question to this outcast Addison
How’d you think that jacking fits wouldn’t land you in a trashy pit?
They tossed you in the garbage bin, now you’re stuck making dumpster deals
Asked Kris to find a cartridge, then you tricked them and brought hell on wheels
You thought their soul would bring you light, the Lightners always make good stuff
But you stayed a puppet, no freedom in sight, guess you just weren’t [[BIG]] enough


Spamton:
WOAH! WHO LET THE [[Hochi Mama]] ABUSER ON THE TRACKS?
EVEN I RESPECT WOMEN WHEN RIPPING THEM OFF FOR THEIR [[Wacky Stacks!]]
NOW I’M A [[Number 1 Salesman]] SO I’VE SOLD MY SHARE OF SCRAPS AND FLOPS
BUT YOUR [[Directorial]] DEBUT? THAT MUST’VE GONE THROUGH ONE OF YOUR [[Slap chops!]]
I’LL HAND IT TO YOU, YOU PUT [[HeartShapedObject]] IN ALL YOUR PRODUCTS
BUT LATELY YOU’VE FALLEN HARDER THAN YOU DID IN [[Legal Misconducts]]
SCIENTOLOGY SMEARED YOU LIKE A [[Sham]] AND YOU CRIED “THAT’S [[Bologne]]”
THEN YOU PAID THE PRICE, GUESS YOU'RE NOT [[Invinceable]], MR SHLOMI
THINGS ARE LOOKING SCHTICKY LIKE YOU WERE [[Posing]] FOR A MUGSHOT
BUT SOMETHING TELLS ME, VINCE, THAT YOU WANNA BE A [[BIG SHOT!]]
SO STEP INTO MY SHOP AND HEAR THE [[Dialtone]] SING
BUT IT WON’T BE ANY OF YOUR [[Esteemed customers]] THAT’LL RING


Vince Offer:
You follow this, camera guy? Spamley thinks I care for his wacky stacks!
Even with that cash, the queen still kicked you around like a hacky sack
Without NEO you’ve got no guts, your kromer deals don’t make the cuts
I hear that you’re a fan of pipis, so I bet you’re gonna love my nuts!


Spamton:
ME? LOVE YOUR NUTS? BUT THEY’VE GOT NO [[Glory]]
SINCE MELODY CLAIRE REALIZED MARRIAGE WASN’T MANDATORY
BUT THAT [[Quicky Grass]] COMMERCIAL, WOAH, NOW THAT’S A STORY
IT’S [[Not Cool!]] VINCE, FOR A SALESMAN TO ACT THAT PREDATORY
YOU USED TO BE SOMEBODY, YOU COULD SELL ANYONE A DOGGY BAG
BUT NOWADAYS YOU’VE BEEN REDUCED TO NOTHING BUT A [[College Humor]] GAG
[[HEAVEN]] ARE YOU WATCHING? HERE’S A BIG SHOT FOR YOU TO APPRAISE
YOU CAN TRY AS HARD AS YOU LIKE, BUT YOU’LL NEVER BE BILLY MAYS

Spamton vs Vince Offer | QUIZZICAL QUARRELS #1 (ft.  Alex Rochon)

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)

The battle of the sinister house cleansing games!

VinnyO as Phasmophobia
https://www.youtube.com/@VinnyO
MidgeCat as Powerwash Simulator
https://www.youtube.com/@MidgeCat

Quizzique as Player 1
RaccoonBro as Player 2
garbageGothic as Player 3

Written by Quizzique

Mixed by Special Inquisitor Rayyan

Beat by Dansonn

Thumbnail TBD

Lyrics:
Phasmophobia (0:14):
Player 1: I’ve got fingerprints in the garage, must be where the spectre’s been
Player 2: It can’t be a poltergeist, this place is obsessively clean
Player 3: I found the bone, he’s been dead a LONG time, I’ll photo it later
Phasmophobia: Based on that, this must be the ghost of Powerwash Simulator

You couldn’t do what I do, you couldn’t even try, dude
Unearthing the truth you can call it Mauka Aitu
Exercised with demons, spitting quicker than a Raiju
You drench locations, quite enjoyable for Psytube

My game’s built to stress you out
One bad hunt and it’s all over
Your game’s made for spacing out
Makes sense your first job is a Mars rover

Speaking of, those jobs are uncomfortably lame
With as much consistency as your company name
To think you have fame, you’re living in Fantasies
Your stardom’s a snapshot, even the phantom sees

Your fandom’s just a spirit, and I bet you couldn’t fight one
Despite your HQ, I can see you’re not a Bright one
You’re just cash for your producer’s grab
Workshop that in a FuturLab

Powerwash Simulator (0:59):
I don’t get it, I’m supposed to be scared? Your game hasn’t been scary in years
I played it once, I bullied a ghost using smudge sticks, it had me in tears
But there is one fear, I have seen all of those ghost altercations
Yet the only thing that scares me is your Discord’s moderation

Let’s turn up the jets, the job that’s up next is your atmosphere because I can’t see a thing
In your lobby, when there’s a spectre, who would elect to this gang of misfits, nobody shall ring
It’s just a hobby, you get paid pennies to risk your life plenty of times for some strangers
Your rep is soggy, unlike my cleanup, it’s spotless! You just can’t live up to the dangers

I see no positives in your services, your system’s coarse by design
You don’t even get rid of the ghost for the host, yet you leave a few corpses behind
Your system has declined, too, because what defined you was “simple to play”
“Cheesy scares for days” yet every update has undermined you 
Triple the content yet half the enjoyment, that’s what resigned you

I’m the embodiment of r/oddlysatisfying
It takes patience and time, but the result is quite gratifying
Cleaning disastrous aftermath’s a cakewalk to the contracts you’re ratifying
The slightest of flickering lights would leave your scared ass panic hiding

Phasmophobia (1:58):
For someone that cleans after fires, I thought you would have spit some flames
Yet look at my thermometer, you’re colder than a ghost’s domain 
Your job’s not done yet because it seems your target’s not acquired
The only way you’d pull a win financially’s with Market pliers

Powerwash Simulator (2:13):
That’s your best comeback? Makes sense it’s lackluster
Don’t update the game if that’s all you can muster
You got the roast wrong, and that’s the end of the case, so
For you to spit some heat we’ll toss you into our volcano

You’re Power-washed up, and your fight was pathetic
Your corpse has ragdolled, but that’s purely cosmetic
I’ve removed this stain and it’s somewhat poetic
That your motion is over, that’s the end of Kinetic

Phasmophobia Vs PowerWash Simulator | QUIZZICAL QUARRELS #3 (feat. VinnyO and MidgeCat)

VIDEO COMING SOON!

Jenni No Mercy as Bendy
https://soundcloud.com/user-246183970

Matt Raichous as The Tar Monster
https://www.youtube.com/@TheMattRaichous

Written and Directed by Quizzique
https://www.youtube.com/@Quizzique
Mixed and Mastered by Freshy Kanal
https://www.youtube.com/@FreshyKanal
Art by BMB
https://twitter.com/mynameBMB
Beat prod. by Anywaywell

~~LYRICS~~

Bendy (0:11):
Well, howdy there! And welcome to the picture show!
It’s me, the heart and soul from the minds of Joey Drew’s studio!
We’ve got a special guest today, no need to be alarmed,
Yes, though fear’s what Mr Stoner wants to bring, he’s truly harmless!

Let’s dive into attempted offenses that this guy tried to enact
You’ll find he posed no real threat, it was himself he kidnapped!
Golly, the treasures of Byzantius were his to withdraw
But he got blown out into a bubble, call that the final straw

Tar Monster (0:34)
You think you’ve got me figured out, exposed me like a Turkish drought?
You ain’t considered the clout that I’ve got within this pictured bout
Without a doubt you’re no angel just based on how you were revived
My biggest crime’s taking the gold while your studio’s taking lives

This inky imp from the abyss got nothing on the depths I dwell
The monster from the tar lake’s dragging you back to the pits of Hell
I only need one eye to see deception from afar, fool
Your creator forged a lie, while I’m thinking with tar pools

Bendy (0:55)
Wow, you sure did spit some heat, you clearly have some well-oiled rhymes
Maybe it’s all that liquid tar making you boil alive!
I’ve seen creepier things in your series of various kinds
I think theMeatly would enjoy your Turkey stereotypes!

It’s ironic that a stoner and his dog
Beat a Stoner in his bog who’s more forgotten than the Glob
Now you should never have fought against the mighty Ink Demon
‘Cause all I’d need is an extinguisher to see this thief freezin’

Tar Monster (1:18)
You’re faker than a cardboard cutout, think this should be captured
I’d love to see the outcome, but we’d need another chapter
Your storyline is fractured by the filler on the screen
They must be talking merch when they said “Build up our machine”

Your show had ended, then like a frame it got drawn out
Creators more devout than Sam Lawrence, what the Sheep Song’s about
Now your ink has dried, your studio and machine broke
Thanks for tuning in at home, but for this devil, that’s all, folks

Bendy Vs The Tar Monster | QUIZZICAL QUARRELS #4 (feat. Jenni No Mercy and Matt Raichous)

These murderous trivia hosts have a showdown!

Mettaton and Trivia Murder Party - Quizzique

Written by Quizzique

Mixed by Zagranis
https://twitter.com/ZagranisMusic

Thumbnail by Quizzique

Mettaton Art by MegaPmb
https://twitter.com/MegaPmb

LYRICS:
Mettaton:
Ladies and gentlemonsters, welcome to the show!
Coming to you live, with the flow from belo-
Hang on, it seems SOMEBODY’S ruining my moment
Audience, please, tell me, who is my opponent?

That’s right! A discount Jigsaw is the answer!
Sounds like lamer John Kramer, with even worse cancer
Oh please, darling, we all know your act is stilted
Mirroring off of others even harder than Aunt Mildred

Monsters come from far and wide, in stardom I excel
While you kidnap your contestants, can you call this a hotel?
Hun, even your fellow personnel’s exhausted of your games
My bars are like your residence - reportedly in flames

A faceless entity behind the screen, you’re lacking the balls
Only ever showing off your legs, you’re packing some socks
While you watch all your players literally grasping at straws
With games you stole from your own party pack - Jacked from the Box

Trivia Murder Party:
Well, I’d say this will be a fun night of trivia 
But you’re technically already dead, you don’t meet the criteria
To be honest, though, it’s too early to fill the score
I’ll use any excuse to introduce you to the killing floor

First question, one all of the fans have lingered with
How does a child killing robot die to one in a single hit?
Unlike your stats, this one has left theorists on defense
This bot’s just as helpless as the people he protects

It’s ironic that you’ve ghosted your followers by the dozens
Here, borrow my rotary phone, and try calling back your cousins
From the children you make buzz in, and the chainsaw that you’re buzzin’
I doubt a sense of morals were ever at the CORE of the discussion

I’m exhausted of your murder rants, and I work with the audience
You should take some time off, try giving some to Burgerpants
This bot’s cracked by one wack, by batteries you’re attacked
You can’t spin tracks, but the Loser Wheel’s intact

Mettaton:
This just in, [[REDACTED]]’s hotel couldn’t book a flow
You’re burning up, darling, should try starring on my cooking show!
I own the underground, the ghostly poster host of heartthrobs
I’m destined to blow up, even this beat is a (bomb)

Trivia Murder Party:
That draft was more of a joke than the comedian
Keep up with that showing and you’ll need another medium
Alphys’s latest invention has his staff in hotel hell
This essayist’s a sadist, his greatest True Love is himself

Mettaton:
I’m beloved by hundreds, your story’s heavier than my eyeliner
Method’s outdated, hun, your bars are lettered on a typewriter

Trivia Murder Party:
From spammed across TV to discarded for tons of spam
Your performance was just like my actor’s name: hammed

Mettaton:
Not only a star performer, I’m monsterkind’s savior!
Trying to nab me for your games? Darling, that’s just fan behavior

Trivia Murder Party:
MT inside and out, I doubt you’ll ever make the cut
If you’re dreaming of being a star, you need to wake up

Mettaton vs Trivia Murder Party | QUIZZICAL QUARRELS #5

Two titans of the cards industry deck it out in the series debut of TableTop Rap Battles!

Freeced as Poker
Quizzique as Uno

Written by Quizzique, Alchemyking, Freeced
Mixed and Arranged by GlitchDude
Art by 3ple
Thumbnail by Quiz
Beat prod. by Anywaywell

Poker (0:11)
IT’S POKER NIGHT!
From diamonds to hearts, I’m the poster child
Your fans are like Texas, hold ‘em tight
But for this loner it’s hopeless, I’mma
Blow jokers out like your open mics
Servers must have overheated from Markiplier’s exposures
Now I’m stirring up the flames cause I’m fire with pokers

You couldn’t compare to the stacks that I’m dishin’
Gambling is my mission, my game needs precision for every decision
You’ll need some ambition for this competition
What your fans are missin’ is brains, they envision the colors because it’s
Appealing to the mindless children that flock in your fanbase like pigeons
And flooding the market with SPECIAL EDITIONS

You rode on waves of hype and managed to keep your fame, right
But I’ve got blackjack, while you’re the black sheep of Game Night
You split friendships and families apart more than I cut the deck
Don’t care you lose the heart of the cards, long as you cut a cheque

Uno (0:48)
That whole play was awful, so now I’m jumpin in
Leave a hole punched in you cus you’re out of commission
You say I’m cutting cheques, I’m saying check your cuts
Casinos taking thousands out of players, now they bet the dust

Forget the Jack of Spades, I’m the jack of trades
Your cheatin’ players jacking trades, try my rules and they won’t last a game
You’re past your fame, your only audience is rich kids with depression
I’m the superior game of luck cus I’m dealin in 7s

You’re boring me more than the boardwalks that you’re shoring
Put the chalk up to the scoreboard and you’ll see who’s really scoring
I’d think you were a poker chip the way you’ve been dispensed, dude
Like my +2s, I’d say the odds are stacked against you

Poker (1:24)
Check my legacy, millions of users playing on desktops
You only spawned a couple of losers screaming on Xbox
I’m going coast to coast, you go Uno and Dos
I go big or go home, while your hands only go for broke

My game is so dope, it’s making people draw in Westerns
While all of your draw cards couldn’t even draw investors
I’m one of a kind, you’re crazy eights straight out the bargain bin
But enter the casino gates, you know the house will always win

Uno (1:48)
I got a deuce with my verses, royally flush this gaming turd
Got players’ blood pumping, looks like you hit a Vegas nerve
You’re getting skipped, at such a loss you’ll need to be reimbursed
Now I’m Flippin this battle, let’s send this track in reverse

Chop it up, like drawing a card I’m going off the top
Only bitches play poker, and I ain’t just talking dogs
I shed your insults off like they’re fleas, you’re nothing but a disease
Winning this gamble with ease, cus I’ve got tricks up my sleeves

Once respectable crime, it is such a pity
You’re getting forgotten in time - Atlantis City
Such a snore, you should’ve chosen War to play a waiting game
If you wanna win so bad, all you gotta do is say my name

Poker vs Uno - TableTop Rap Battles #1 (ft. Freeced)

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)

Welcome to episode 2 of TableTop Rap Battles, where these absorbers of orbs take bites out of each other!

Danii as Hungry Hungry Hippos
https://www.youtube.com/@SwaggyFlan
Fightmarker as Pac-Man
https://www.youtube.com/@fightmarker

Written by Quizzique
Mixed and Mastered by Zagranis
Beat prod. by InsaneBeatz
Art by WAN
Thumbnail by Quiz

Hungry Hungry Hippo (0:11)
If you wanna win the game, you gotta take good aim
Not roam around a maze searchin’, for some ghosts to maim
It’s a household name, with the childhood acclaim
You think you’re the same, but your console fame is down the drain

It’s a race, it’s a chase, hurry up and feed my face
The only phantom here’s your cabinets now haunting the arcades
I was entertaining kids before they made your ugly mug
While your memes only pleased Gen Z til you got swept under the Rugg

Pac-Man (0:33)
This hippo with the fattest waist wants to face it up and fight?
It’s a hunk of plastic waste against the greatest of all time
I eat a track like power pellets, better start to flee like Clyde
If you’re so damn hungry hungry then I’ll serve you by the slice

Yo, you say my game’s the ghost while you eat dust at Hasbro
Think you’re family friendly? You got kids slapping your ass, bro
You must’ve lost your marbles, like your film’s producers, they got scattered
Then a child found them, and now your whole gag’s a choking hazard

Hungry Hungry Hippo (0:56)
All those burns are useless, man, I got redeemed by ICE
I eat your flames and spit them back, your fire hydrant won’t suffice
Trapped inside a haunted maze, is eating pellets such a struggle?
When your brand feeds off of you so much, should really call it Nom-co

I’ve got a conga line, you couldn’t conjure lines to buy your shit
Franchise is half-assed, so it makes sense Midway acquired it
This nerd should know he can’t compare to the bite of a hippopotamus
Because my stomach’s like your fall from grace: Bottomless

Pac-Man (1:19)
Your redemption’s like a plastic broken jaw, there still ain’t no budgin’
Shit’s as trusty as your tournaments, they both got Rogue Judges
My fruity power-ups demolish all your Veggies
Cover genres, while your online fanbase is just like your teeth: edgy

They call me Puck Man, you’re just a Piggy Punk, man
You’re outta luck, man, I don’t give a fuck, man
Gaming mascot 1, groups of 3-4, I eat ‘em all
So you can call me Level 256, ‘cus I’m unbeatable

Hungry Hungry Hippos vs Pac-Man - TableTop Rap Battles #2 (ft. Danii and Fightmarker)

RE RE RE REMIX! I'm much happier with this project now! It's two of the most iconic orange cats with a love for layered foods duking it out in this episode of Quizzical Quarrels!

SIR Rap Battles as Stampy
UBERocity as Garfield

Written by Quizzique

Mixed and Arranged by Serena
Beat by Anywaywell

Art by Grasman
Thumbnail by Quizzique

Special Thanks to Fightmarker, RaccoonBroVA, GnomeYT and YLFEthan

LYRICS:

Stampy (0:09)
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, and yet you’ve fallen to 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, Paramount, and plastered on newspapers
This sellout amounts to having mastered reduced labor

And you’re the comic Guinness backs? I must really need a break
Eat you in minutes on this track as if 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 (0:47)

Yawn About time you wrapped up your verse
Ehh, I’ve heard worse, but now allow me to converse
Try to keep viewers immersed, but all your content is rehearsed
You wanna leave a mark on YouTube? Try to Hit the Target first

You sure run a Lovely World with all the helpers you’ve locked out
Man, you’re 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
Think you’ve got fans on your pages? Be realistic, kid
The ink is going hard on mine like a ballistic squid

Now I’ll be 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 (1:24)
Don’t you dare threaten my canines, or else when the dust settles
You’ll be in the ground like you were some love love petals!
So you'd better quit the meddlin' with this MC veteran
I’ll cut your story short, like your show moved to Nickelodeon

If we’re talking dogs, you sure treat Odie like a rough one
No denying that this bully left him half his legs to walk on
If you keep sleeping in, you’ll be a zombie in this ordeal
Not even bone meal can bring your rep back from Gorefield

Entertaining kids for years, still at the peak of my genre
Your three-panel plots are cheesier than your lasagna
You’re impressing no one from that bed in which you’re comfortably curled
So make like Veeva: Dash the hell out of my Lovely World

Garfield (1:53)
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!

Looking timid on the stage, why the Stampylongface?
You look like you in Story Mode: wrong time, wrong place
Started in FPS, but like your noms it’s only blanks you shoot
Look at the margins, and I’d bargain that you’re yesterday’s news

Write a better script for viewers if you’re hoping they’ll subscribe
I’m spitting fire on my papers like I’m smoking from a pipe
Not even Pooky likes this showman that was once an inspiration
But I guess the limit really was your imagination (Zzz)

Garfield vs Stampy Cat | QUIZZICAL QUARRELS [REDUX] (feat. SIR Rap Battles and UBERocity)

[THIS BATTLE WAS CRAFTED AS PART OF A 100 HOUR RAP BATTLE CHALLENGE!]

In this episode of Quizzical Quarrels, two of the most memed fictional racqueteers cause a racket in a rap bracket! Who will get game point?

Swizkii as Ken
Quizzique as Waluigi

Written by Quizzique and Alchemyking

Mixed and Mastered by Light
Beat prod. By InsaneBeatz
Arrangement by Quizzique

Thumbnail by Quizzique

Special thanks to JK for inadvertently giving the idea of Ken in a battle.

Ken (0:10): 
Alright, it’s match point, and I won’t be fallin’ short
Approach the net with intellect, and now the ball’s in your court
I’ll knock your ass out of your Revolution at super Sonic speeds
Because your spin-offs always fall flat to those dirty yellow rings

Check my resume, you won’t believe the things it’ll say
While your 2 pages of lore leave you Italian Vague
Sure, your stache is iconic in every one of your games
But GOD, with that huge nose, you’ll LOVE the smell of these flames!

You think you’re hot shit? I can sense global warmth, you’re not it
How are you a fan favorite when your ass can’t turn a profit?
Call up Bee Larry King so you can show me your worth!
AND SHOW THE WORLD THAT AN ASSIST’S THE ONLY TROPHY YOU’VE EARNED

Waluigi (0:41):
This dude thought he could beat me, Waluigi? Well, it’s lookin’
Like he’s a less effective villain on the court than John Goodman
Check out the bombs I’m dropping like it’s my island resort
You couldn’t size up with winter boots, you’re playing wee sports

Tryna take charge, but your phone battery’s dead
How would you ever get a job with phony flattery, Ken?
And get some lotion, you look like an Amiibo the factory sent
I’d just go and buy a doll if I wanted a plasticky Ken

(Wahahaha!) This abhorrent bitch’s story is the corniest 
Got dumped ‘cause all his girlfriend’s horniness was for a hornet’s nest
Your weakness is apparent with how uncivil you treated her
With your romance, YOU’RE the sugar-free artificial sweetener

Ken (1:11)
Talking love life? I’m the only one to Smash you like a power block
You couldn’t get a Daisy in Vanessa’s flower shop (ha)
Check the shower top, what I’m flowing is lethal 
I’m seeing buggies in your life, so Imma crush you like a Beetle

My nerves are FRIED from hearing that earscratching voice, I’m passin’ this!
Sounds like you ate a wasp nest, even honey won’t help that raspiness
You think yourself an Ace, you’re more a jackoff with your awful lust
Your chances with the princess are washed, that’s a royal flush

Waluigi (1:32):
I know these quips’ll sting, ‘cause we know you’re allergic
But even if you weren’t, your crumbling life would still be left hurting
Bro, you sure fumbled when a bumblebee was Vanny’s hero
Yeah, you get love in tennis, because what you’re scoring’s zero

Waluigi’s topping jocks that seethe at mere pollen bees
Sit this match out, you’re flipping shit like my pinball machine
Hell, you MUST be acting crazy to think you burden me with War
Game, set, no match was made, the ball’s back in your court

Waluigi Vs Ken (Bee Movie)| QUIZZICAL QUARRELS #7 [100 HOUR CHALLENGE] (ft. Swizkii)

Trapped out of the rest of the world, these two powerful blue entities find an escape to reflect and duke it out in this episode of Quizzical Quarrels!

Snakebite126 as Jevil
JesseBoxVO as Lapis
garbageGothic as Peridot

Written by Quizzique

Mixed and Mastered by Freshy Kanal
Beat prod. by Anywaywell
Arrangement and additional instrumentation by Quizzique

Art by 3ple
Thumbnail by Quizzique

LYRICS:
 
Jevil:
Welcome, welcome, boisengirls, to this Crystal Gem’s poisoned world
You’ve unlocked the door, so now prepare to see chaos unfurled!
Round and round the carousel goes, you circle back to the barn you hang
You leave and come right back so often, I’d think you’d ran on Boomerang

Fusion’s leaving you out of sorts, dealing with trauma since the divorce
So in your spare time, you now resort to mighty morphin’ some meaty morps
Not like me, of course, I’m thriving in my little freedom, something you were never shown
So you fought with those that kept you trapped in a mirror, then redeemed in a singular episode

It’s sad, sad that you’re looking so blue, your show’s run off the air like you’re back on the moon
I’m glad, glad your runtime got the boot, call you the farm when you’re torn from the roots
I’m mad, mad, you’re breaking my heart, you and Peri look like Homeworld: broken apart
You have, have a chance to restart, so perhaps for this battle, try not to depart


Lapis Lazuli:
So, this depressed jester from the Dark World thinks he dealt a verse?
Ask the giant tyrants I’ve defied, they’ll tell you I’ve felt worse
I helmed this cursed mirror within my gem’s grasp for thousands of years
So reflect on your defect of a story, I sure won’t drown in tears

You think I’m frightened of your suit attacks? I’m known to hit diamonds when up to the bat
I’d tear up this hack if he goes to a beach, they’re calling me Bob ‘cause I float on the beat

Peridot:
You should know to retreat when confronting the B team!

Lapis:
Even she can’t compare to the nonsense you’re speaking

Peridot:
Hey! Our bond is complex, that’s a smart thing to say

Lapis:
But at least my best friend didn’t lock me away!
You have claims of metamorphosis but no development to show

Peridot:
Lapis! Tell ‘em what you said when I asked if you even saw this secret boss! 

Lapis:
…No
Winning’s not within your cards, The FUN Gang made your levels fail
Won’t take the Garnet’s future vision to see the end of Jevilstail


Jevil:
Oh what fun, what fun! More games to play, with a new participant!
I hoped for a dating game, but I guess Ruby flew off with that ship!
Uee hee hee! You’ve got me like the Joker; in a laughing fit!
Yet I’m Revving up on this track so you can call me the Harlequin!

You can’t join my world! You seem more like Lars, how you cower away with your Clustered fears
You kids seeing stars? All your pleads and cries would put me to sleep for a hundred years!
Now, I won’t be the first jester to hit your series with an interjection
Want more screen time for your Future? Then return to your reflection


Lapis:
How does this thing work again?

Peridot:
Just press the button on the cartridge

Lapis:
Right, uhh…for the last time…I don’t. Want. Your garbage.
You think you saddened me? I felt more torn up by Camp Pining Hearts
I’d split you in two, but seems your mind and heart already declined apart

A numbers game? That plan’s dumb and lame. I can terraform worlds, don’t uphold your fight
You’ll lose those bids, and you call us kids?

Peridot:
You do know we’re centuries older, right?

Lapis:
This card shark’s under my control, and all his tricks are unregarded

Peridot:
Hey, and isn’t it ironic?

Lapis:
Yep, the joker got discarded

Lapis Lazuli vs Jevil - QUIZZICAL QUARRELS #8 (ft. Snakebite126, JesseBoxVO & garbageGothic)

Dramatic detectives duke it out daringly. Welcome to Quizzical Quarrels #10!

garbageGothic as Twyla Sophio

Alex M. as Connor-RK800
Luke Reardon as Hank Anderson

Written by Quizzique
Additional writing by Alchemyking

Mixed and Mastered by Korekitten
Beat prod. by InsaneBeatz
Arrangement by Quizzique

Art by Mega
Thumbnail by Quizzique

Special thanks to the Maryheads, Fightmarker, Tommy Salommy and RaccoonBroVA

LYRICS:

Connor:
Hello, I am Connor, the android sent by Cyberlife
I just received a case containing details on Twyla’s strife
Last name, Sophio, a self-proclaimed detective?
Well, I’m here to prove that all your tactics are defective

The facts that you acquired from your break-ins are brainier
Thanks to your friend that acted on behalf and in vain of your
Deceit, then you bashed the liar that was the pathospire’s
Head in, dashed into a path of pyromania

Hank and I are rocking in the car to the scene
While you tricked Mary to be part of your team
Just so Blackwood could join in your Parliament schemes
Wow, and I thought I was the heartless machine

I’m government funded for taking down the terrorists
Your vigilante acts left Mary aching for a therapist
Blew up at the graveyard, left her sadness entombed
Until Tetra left you in an alley with some stab wounds

Twyla:
…Are you done running your mouth?
You thought you ran the table? Well, I’m burning the house
Your partner’s life has gone down since he was downing Jack Daniels
But you? Ha, you blew it off the top, like Daniel

Such a disappointment, you’re missing the point
Cole’s appointment flatlined cus his doc was hitting a joint
And you kept getting decommissioned, can’t have shit in Detroit
Both your deaths left Hank hanging at the flip of a coin

Two-Faced scumbag, don’t attempt to comeback
Or you’ll end up like Reginald, your head a blood splat
Who the hell in Congress sent a Connor at this con artist?
A murder’s occurred, now it’s Blue Blood at the cop harvest

Jackass really thought it’d be the heartless hero?
Bitch, you got softer than Sumo, flipped like RK-0
Abided by your coding, tried your best to be obedient
But in all your best endings, you don’t catch a single deviant

Connor:
…Hm.. You think you spat fire?
Makes sense Crowven had to die, he knew you were a bad liar
(Gah! Fuckin pigeons!) Lieutenant, she’s an owl based on the way she’d
Turn on her one friend the minute she’s no use: a full 180

Yes, I hunted bots that were defective, estranged
But then I fought so the state would recognize that they had sentient brains
While you sent all your men to their graves, led them astray
Drowned out their pleas even ‘fore Crowven had them left in a lake

So let’s raise the heat up higher than your eyebrows
Try and take the shot if you think you’ve got the high ground
Anta tried her best to redeem you, but you’ve no heart to save
Now the only thing that marks your legacy’s an unmarked grave

Twyla:
There you go again, your rambling’s unbearable
Honestly, I think I would rather be trapped in Jericho
You’re terrible at your mission, thinking that you’ll start anew
And yet the rebellion leader sure left its Mark on you

Listen up asshole, don’t fuck with the crime scene
Think you’re so smart, yet you don’t know basic hygiene
You’re bland and you’re tasteless, I’m a master of my tactics
And I’m known to crush Vanilla bastards with a bat, bitch

You’ll never be a person, you don’t know what a man does
Shitty cop, the only orders you took were Amanda’s
Humanity’s last hope fell to a cause it further aided
So I deem both Connor and its mission terminated

Twyla Sophio vs Connor-RK800 | QUIZZICAL QUARRELS #9 (ft. garbageGothic, Alex M. and Luke Reardon)

IT'S GARBAGE DAY

love ya em, all of this is just me jesting, plz don't take it seriously



Just finished up with my raccoon attack
So, what comes next? Seems a bat’s up to bat

Bitch . . . here’s the sitch. You’re my best friend, I love ya to bits
But I’ll write nice and big so you get the gist; stop being a clown, you’re not BozoTibz
Now I’m callin’ shots, with this brawl of wits I ain’t fallin off it, got bars and disses
And hottest topics to serve and dish to this garbage gothic

You say you’re an audiophile? Let’s take a look at your audio files
YIKES! What a mess, that shit’s awfully vile like your peripherals, off by a mile
Aren’t you some VA? Imma be blunt, your biggest project calls you a CHNT
Such a kind soul, I’m honestly touched, but you hate kids, so it’s all just a front

Alright alright, I jest, I know you can take a joke, so loosen up
I mean, that must be why you’ve only dropped all your projects on April Fools’ then, huh?
You know, I think you DO have 2020 vision
‘Cause it seems your list of Dustin roles has been plenty empty since then

You threw the small creators’ requests to the shadow realm just to save your face
I’ll shoot right through your heart of the cards like it’s an arrowed ace
Even Scru called you a shorty, at least to me that’s not a problem to view
But from the AK to the AK, I’d say you’re gunning to befriend those smaller than you

Which of us is the better MC? Me! I can even sound good on an MP3
You can’t 1v1, girl don’t mess with me, go Raleigh the troops you damn NPC
Think you’re competitive? That I adore. People kick you around like you’re a cat on the floor
In before Emily’s back to the door to leave us for good; Safko’s soft to the core

Garbage Day | garbageGothic Diss Track

A battle of words and wits commences in this episode of TableTop Rap Battles!'

Matt Raichous as Wheel of Fortune
garbageGothic as Vanna White

swizkii as Scrabble

Written by Quizzique

Mixed by SIR Rap Battles
Beat prod. by Whodunit

Thumbnail by Quizzique
TTRB logo by SPM

LYRICS:
Wheel of Fortune:
ARE you here to take the test? Make a guess to begin
Missing the point? Add an S to the end
Nobody plays the real you, they’re playing Words with Friends, no secrets
You aren’t at the top of your flow, I got the SEA crest

Woooow, you’ve got dictionary expertise
I’m gonna buy a vowel because I’m taking this with EASE
I’m owning the board, call me Vanna White
Leave you tense with goosebumps: R L S T N E

Scrabble:
Real unfortunate, the fatigue that you’ve shown
You go letter to letter, I’m in a League of my own
So speak what you know, say what you please
You won’t play it with ease when I’m Changing the Keys

You’re like your Playstation matches: all losses and bankrupts
How’s your game so ass when my artist is named Butts?
Your half-a-cars and taxes, from your players you take cuts
Tried bringing fun to masses, but you only made game grumps

Wheel of Fortune:
Your scoring’s a bore, why am I battling you?
Get that X off your board, this ain’t Family Feud
You connect points with syzygy, and my, that’s worth plenty
But you can’t play proper names, that’s why I earned the Emmy

(AY!) So is that the best you got for me?
Cut down an MC from MB like a spelling BEE
I think I’ll try an L, and the category is?
[OVERRATED BOARD GAMES] And that’s the quiz!

Scrabble:
I’m taking the tabletop charts, you couldn’t climb mine
A celebrated game since before you hit prime time
Speaking of Times, New York’s got you beat
Wordle brought you to their phones and screwed over your hot streak

Your groups of puzzle pushers pale to the brothers Parker
Sajak pulls a soyjak when impersonating Barkers
Went from disc jockey to spinning on the roulette
And his Republican history’s one we’d rather forget

Scrabble vs Wheel of Fortune - TableTop Rap Battle! #3 (ft Matt Raichous, swizkii and garbageGothic)

Stayed Gone - Quizzical Cover

VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ETuh9nyvGXE

Quizzique as Reginald Tetra
swizkii as Sykes
MakeMeMadGaming as Announcer

||PRODUCTION||
Written by Quizzique, garbageGothic, and ThanosQuack
Additional writing by Alchemyking

Reginald art by A Trash Artist
Additional art assets by Dilly! and Mega PMB
Thumbnail by Quizzique

Beat prod. by InsaneBeatz
Arng. by Quizzique
Mixed and Mastered by SIR Rap Battles

Special Thanks to Alex M., RaccoonBroVA, Nathan Provost, Shimario, ArcadeKitten, Schaffrillas

||LYRICS||
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1On01l47uFxSzoCJoiSfqjZny6aw66Rlq96QkxaRPm4Y/edit?usp=sharing

Reginald Vs Sykes | EVIL RAP BATTLE!

||CAST||
Rosenthal as Ultimate Chicken Horse
Shimario as Super Auto Pets

||PRODUCTION||
Written by JoJoVo

Thumbnail by TomPuffs

Beat prod. by Diamond Style
Arrangement by JoJoVo
Mixed by SIR Rap Battles

Special thanks to ThanosQuack, Leo Barqui and garbageGothic

||LYRICS||
UCH:
Lemme jump right into it, then onto that
I’ve been hoppin’ ‘round almost a decade, just talkin’ facts
And I’ve been popping off in everybody’s party packs
You’re slow as a turtle…your fans are insomniacs

Makes sense the way pets keep fainting 
You’re supposed to be engaging, not waiting, ridiculous
Time’s spent wasting away, you put the sink in asynchronous
Gameplay ain’t as innovative as you think it is

‘Cause Valve used that already
When you’re let off Steam, Imma shoot the confetti
You ready? Your pets can face the pressure together
No tryharding here, just Clever Endeavors

SAP:
Hi! Welcome to the arena!
You can work with all your friends! But you’ve never seen one
It’s clear you can’t handle the hurt, so can it
You don’t hold a candle to what the turtle’s packin’

Competitive fun, and I’m free for all!
You pit barnyard critters in a free-for-all
Food for thought: Crossbows and hockey pucks?
Freakin’ animal Hunger Games, I should call PETA

To bomb your whole track and delete it
Slaughterhouse IKEA, no assembly needed
You’re lagging behind, till you scream in the void
Pressing B’s one fate that this Team Wood avoid

UCH:
Please, think you’re spinning this? You hypocrite
You can’t coast off me or League, the hippo crits
Ditto, bitch, you got ants fighting dragons
I’ll flip your shit, throw your band off the wagon

Free to play, pay to win, buy dogs at high costs
Say bye to wallets, while my walls make lives lost
Hey, bygones, I see how you’re therapeutic
But face the music, you got saved by Ludwig

SAP:
Well at least I still got an audience
Your relevance is obvious, a shell of what embodied it
Now everyone is Partying with Animals, your show is done
Your Pandamonium just couldn’t stand the podium

So why did Ultimate Chicken Horse cross the road?
Well, all that’s shown is now it’s on death row
Because your ENTIRE crew’s about to be a small crater
Shot out of a cannon onto my new wallpaper

And YOU- Wait, what happened to the beat? It was right there

UCH:
Oops. didn’t mean to put the dynamite there
Well, I guess one last thing since the beat’s a wrap
It fits Team Wood made a bunch of SAPs

Ultimate Chicken Horse vs Super Auto Pets | QUIZZICAL QUARRELS #10 (ft. Rosenthal & Shimario)

The koopalings and I have taken over the Candy Kingdom


Matt Raichous as The Summerween Trickster

DumbShlop as Gummigoo


Written by JoJoVo

Art by TomPuffs & Snakebite126
Thumbnail by TomPuffs

Beat prod. by Surce
Mixed and Mastered by Serena

Special thanks to Alchemyking & Leo Barqui

LYRICS:

TRICKSTER
Trick or treat… seems the rumors were true
I’ve got just the appetite for losers like you
I’ll step to the candy felon
When I cut your fuse short like a jack’o’melon

Knock, knock…
You’re trapped in the chaos, a box, and the exit has been… locked…
Fought with the rabbit, can’t hip… hop…
Now your time runs short, so tick…tock…

GUMMIGOO
Crikey! You’re a tall fellow
With a small yellow face and a lame coat to your image
Hey, we could use a scarecrow at the village! Thanks a bunch, man!
This big black blob can stay with The Fudge 

They call me Gummigoo
While the fans’ll never get enough of me, it sure is seeming like they’re done with you
Bottom of the clearance buckets for a reason
The people hate your taste ‘cause you’re out of season

TRICKSTER
Your mind seems troubled, perhaps I have the remedy
You can’t remember faces? I’ll carve mine into your memory
Can’t you see? We’re both outcasts–that’s to say
Me, in the trash, you, snapped like a candy Caine

Keep trucking, in the end you’re just a tack in the wall
When you tumble with the jester, Reality Falls
Though credit where it’s due, when Down Under fell down bad
Your death was the only thing… to make the clown laugh

GUMMIGOO
Fair dinkum, mate, but if you’re serving yourself up,
Hope you prepared me some, ay? I’m thinking I could use some grub
You’re a fighter though, I’m sure to make an NPC of you
This beatdown is not S&P approved

You eat kids, mate… that’s !?%$ed up
And now you’re down under, too… in Soos’s gut
Nice to catch up with the trickster, this trip wobbled through the rocks
Summerweenie had no sauce, so I came out on the top

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