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Freshy Kanal as Buggy
McGwire as Arthur Fleck

Buggy:
Thieves and beggars wanna seek the treasure,
Never exceed the schemes of the genius jester!
Feast your eyes at the east lead emperor!
Make weak pirate wannabes leave in stretchers! (Oh!)
So knock knock; it's "another job dropped you"!
Chop chop; couple limbs are lobbed off you!
I'm locked on; bring the Buggy bomb squad through!
Think you're hot news only 'cause the cops caught you!
Your parents agree that you were practically worthless.
Mom's not actually birth kin, plus your daddy deserted!
Man, "dysfunctional" ain't even scratching the surface!
Even I couldn't gather a bigger family circus!
Another bad romance on those telephone calls.
Shooting your shot put holes in your own walls!
Now Harley's running off, and she's never coming back!
It's like the gun at the hospital: should've kept it in your pants!

Arthur Fleck:
You're grasping at straws, but that's to be expected.
My humor's like the One Piece: you wouldn't get it.
Can someone get this honky off the podium?
He's not an emperor; they just cropped his size to Napoleon's!
Tell me, how does a chicken run the cross guild?
Another croc of shit you're hawking off to hide your lack of raw skill!
Ooh, you're a loser, faux, facade, and a charade!
You were never bombastic; you just bombed on stage!
I'm busting Buggy's balls! You were with the Rogers on a roll,
And they got so sick of you that you caught the common cold!
All your setups fail; the only payoff goes to coast guards!
You were out of your depth and got bit by a loan shark!
Gotham's set ablaze; they say I was the lone spark!
Try paint me as the villain, but no one truly knows Art.

Buggy:
Did you say "nose"?! For that, I could break yours!
I make more people die laughing at your displayed corpse!
You choked hard! AIn't you used to swallowing pills, though?
Or was that an impression of your mom under the pillow?!

Arthur Fleck:
You've heard no one cares who you are under the mask.
Well, they couldn't give a shit with it either; that's pretty fucking sad!
Pull yourself together; to me, this was just improv!
I hope you're the next one that Oda actually kills off!

Buggy:
This incel wouldn't last a day in cells at Impel!
Now you can add stab wounds into your list of ill health!
Slight trouble, and you'd make a mountain from a hill, I bet!
A real threat would be telling me you're gonna sing again!

Arthur Fleck:
I was never bounded by hubris; I went and founded a movement!
I got big shoes to fill; you're still a clown for amusement!
Just a "drop in the ocean", and if you did, you'd be drowning!
If you can't usurp the jester, then you'll never be crowned king!

Buggy vs. Arthur Fleck - Rap Battle!

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