huggy wuggy ive  been listening to rap battles for years and know when one burns

I can't see this but I can definitely hear this banger. Unlike kallamar.

“boring asf” ‼️‼️🗣️🗣️🗣️🔥🔥

DON'T BOTHER A MONOLITH MADE TO HONOR A BOTANIST

ILL DO A FAVOR FOR THIS GENRE 🗣️🗣️🗣️‼️‼️‼️

Why does the Rolling Giant sound like  the french narrator

Bro this verse buried The Rolling Giant fr fr

Rap Battles

King Dice vs. Oogie Boogie - Rap Battle! ft. McGwire & Chase Beck

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

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

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

(RAAH!)

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

The most iconic Nintendo characters in history, battle-tested heroes who have forged a formidable legacy in the video game industry, collide in a rap battle.

McGuinnsBook as Mario 
RaccoonBroVA as Link 
garbageGothic as Navi
Eddiefrb as Cappy
Written & Directed by SIR Rap Battles
Additional writing help by 3ple, Sham, RaccoonBroVA and JK03
Edited by Shimario, RNG, 3ple & SIR Rap Battles
Mixed by Serena
Beat by Freshy Kanal
Art by Blast03
Produced by RaccoonBroVA and Sham
Cover art by JotaSeis

Lyrics: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Eea7iIQUDi9om0uKjY5blAm_dqwtzNHSxgb-THqFYWs/edit?usp=sharing

Mario vs Link. SIR Rap Battles Season 2 (ft. McGuinnsBook & RaccoonBroVA)

Not mine, this audio belongs to Freshy Kanal
Cam Steady as Steve
Freshy Kanal as Sackboy

Steve:
What's a couple little planets to domains that are limitless?
Your shitty sandbox could be my kitten's litter bin!
I'm a, Smash hit, and a, great digger,
Forget bedrock, I can, break Twitter!
You got some geeks hyped with your PS5 title, yo,
But lost your creativity, now you're stuck in Survival Mode.
Ripping shit from Mario couldn't get you on track, boy,
Stole so many parts that they should call you Ransackboy!
I thought your bubble's burst, so, who would have expected.
That it must've turned to night because the dead's been resurrected!
Yeah, you built all these platforms, your game couldn't get one.
This fool's made of wool, it makes sense that you're slept on!

Sackboy:
Sackboy's the face of space exploration,
You ravage landscapes for exploitation!
Keep raidin' natives to farm up their trades, then.
You'll find me saving a slave population!
What happened to the indie game with blocks, that had you think outside the box.
You went from herding cows to getting milked for every drop.
No one cares about your Dungeons or Pokémon, stop!
How can your world be infinite when you fell off...? *ahem*
So what's poppin? It's the pocket puppet and I'm here to pull the strings!
You got a single hotbar, while I got a poppit full of em!
I'm pullin up the poppies for your funeral, I'll bury you.
6 blocks deep, you see the lava there? I'm daring you!
Your flatland's sacked, yea this sock's poggers!
I'm not bothered, I could drop ya like a hot hopper!
Ain't see a track that bad since you mocked Usher,
Ironic you're leavin' the box office, without a blockbuster!

Steve:
You've dug yourself a hole straight down and can't escape it,
I've seen people fall less flat in sack races.
Your entire sack race is more obscure than your return is,
If you wanna be a hot topic, hop into my furnace!

Sackboy:
Yeah, your memes got you put into Smash,
But is it a shock that they thought to invite ya?
With let's players taking advantage of fans,
All you seem to do right is lure creepers to miners!

Steve:
They say third time's the charm, but you're proof that's a lie.
Since your third game scared off your fans and Stephen Fry.
There's a trillion chance you could get Dream's trades,
Still more likely than someone playing your Dreams game!
Oh dang, guess you're the reason they cut your team quick!
Mojang's just like netherrack, we always keep lit!
Okay, that's how your releases were received then!
Sony's sick of your stickers and shoved them where your seam splits!
Squaring 'gainst my level of experience will cost you,
Couldn't graze my skin when you've been hiding in a costume!
You'd only ever blow up if you self-destruct,
This battle's like The Negativitron, PS: you suck.

Sackboy:
Look, I saved a marriage, Alex said you wrecked yours,
You couldn't last a single round of fuckin Bedwars!
It's the L-B-P MC against Steve, who
Couldn't handle beats with a million of his beetroots!
Swedes used to be neutral until MineCon,
Fired Notch cause he turned Minecraft to Mein Kampf!
Wreckin' the Collector and restoring hope,
You couldn't keep a Stronghold, now there's cobwebs on your Story Mode!
And once your geek fandom sees the damage I've done,
Not even PewDiePie could help you come back from this one!

Minecraft vs. Little Big Planet - Rap Battle!

Not mine, this audio belongs to Freshy Kanal
Mr. Tibbs as Paul Bunyan
Freeced as Johnny Appleseed

Paul Bunyan:
You should've caught me on a different day!
Unless you're fishing logs, you should put those grippers away! (Goddamn!)
I'll pull the stick and turn you into a saint!
Still make a bigger splash than you when I piss in the lake! (Ooh!)
Tell your Jiminy Cricket that you ain't fit for the visit
Because he's looking for a minister this hillbilly isn't!
Your diet's so damn acidic, you're prolly riddled with rickets!
Instead of picking them apples, you should be picking a clinic!
You must be packed with ulcers, you fragile loner!
You're the first pothead to always pass out sober! (Ooh!)
Christian missionary; you're like half a soldier!
That's a culture too aggro for agriculture!
Is that a skunk on your goddamn hands and shoulders,
Or just your rancid odor? It really isn't a wonder
you never danced with folks, and ladies pass you over!
Sanctimonious, your seed is for the plants to grow with!

Johnny Appleseed:
I keep the field busy, but why are you talking? (Ow!)
Instead of getting a real Babe, you Blue Oxen!
Unraveled all the mangling you did before you packed up!
Broke the ice with all these people, just to ditch them for Alaska! (Yeah!)
I'm prominent forever as a real-life hero!
Accomplishments you've ever had in real life: zero!
Too big for your boots since you were a year old!
I bet they used the American flag to clean your earholes,
Cause you're a stain on the nation, and I'm a national treasure!
Talking pennywise, you're nothing but an asset for terror!
Yeah, I know a bad apple when I see one.
Maybe branch out, 'cause your crew's up a tree stump!

Paul Bunyan:
His people skills are criminal; he plants and bails,
Afraid they'll pull his drawers up past his wagon trail!
He's planting Red Delicious; throw this man in jail!
Gotta be the first time a stock in Apple failed! (Wow!)
Look at little baby Johnny, as he's trying a taste,
Getting humbled by reality, like a pie to the face!
I can't imagine all the time he'll-a waste
Tryna make Indiana look like prime real estate! (Wow!)
No matter how many times you keep on bringing 'em back,
I'll still clear a season's work with one swing of the axe!
And I ain't tryna battle, damn; I didn't even attack!
I just sneezed; knocked this plantation clean off the map! (Wow!)

Johnny Appleseed:
These folks don't want to see you drag your hobnails through shrubbery! (Hmm...)
Everyone who listens to your tall tales looks up to me! (Yep!)
Paul fails to trouble me; I'm living in honor.
I'm not a drinking man, but I'm about to finish this logger! (Yee-haw!)
Machines took our jobs, and they say the world is heating up.
My trees do their best so that the seasons keep from speeding up!
But please tell me why you blame the engines when you eat enough
To leave bigger carbon footprints than a fleet of trucks!
Your teamwork sucks; you break everything your palms touch!
They must've asked you to bring insurance to the potluck!
Ever since logging off, you're pining for some sawdust!
Your story ends just how it began: Paul is washed up!

Paul Bunyan vs. Johnny Appleseed - Rap Battle!

SONIC.EXE Vs. The Mandela Catalogue. RAP BATTLE (ft. Shwabadi, Quizzique, And GarbageGothic)

Not mine, this audio belongs to Freshy Kanal
McGwire as Huggy Wuggy
Freshy Kanal as The Rolling Giant
GamingPlush64 as Mall Staff

Huggy Wuggy:
Does somebody want a hug?
Don't come looking for a flower inside Playtime's domain,
Or I will, POP a giant like the Macy's Parade!
Buddy, your mall ain't getting used, so stop raising the roof!
Went from broke to broken to broken into, and now I'm breaking YOU!
Roll in, then stand in place; you call that a jump-scare?
How you gonna escalate? You can't make it upstairs!
I'm in mint condition; you're nothing but mulch and wet paper!
So keep those hands in the air; embrace your French nature!
Listen, Paul Blart, why don't you try out a different diet?
You're so pale, they should call you "The Iron-Deficient Giant"!
I'll chew you in the food court, make you bite-sized with teeth like these,
And show kids why it's important to eat your greens!

The Rolling Giant:
Let's put this on tape, so you learn in time
You couldn't corner me in malls unless you're merchandise!
I rolled into your chapters, waiting for the scary part, (What?)
And the biggest horror was the bill put on my credit card!
Funny-looking toys soak the floor with blood.
For an experiment, you love repeating formulas!
I suppose we both evoke some sense of nostalgia,
'Cause you remind me of the thousand trends you copied off of!
I know you love attention, but, er... don't make me follow you.
I'll get up in your lens and show the world how a dolly zooms!

Huggy Wuggy:
You're not Salad Fingers 'cause you're holding onto leaves! (Leaves!)
I saw you decompose before The Oldest View released! (Ooh!)
You spent every birthday rolling in the deep; the loneliest I've seen!
You might be the only piñata no one wants to beat! (Huh!)
I could give a tight hug, but it'll be quite rough when
I squeeze the life from MoistCritikal dried up!
What more can you do? Sitting through your tape is torture enough!
You call it experimental, I call it... b-boring as fuck!

Mall Staff:
Attention to all customers! Our mall staff would like to advise that the giant is now on the loose.
We advise that you consistently check behind you...

The Rolling Giant:
Or else he'll find you.
I'll do a favor to this genre by stomping on washed-up Monsters, Inc.!
You're the doll that couldn't monitor jack 'til a box was dropped and you got the slip!
Don't bother a monolith made to honor a botanist,
Or next time we're talking 'Poppy's', your grave will have them on top of it!
Don't run after me when you run out of all your gimmicks.
Swapped with Kissy because you're someone we won't be Missing!
And with Playtime's internet history, I would zip it!
I'll torment you to levels that not even Mob could mimic! (What!)
Make my wheels squeak, and I process you into couch cushions.
Watch me turn your security cameras into found footage!
Don't ask me what I want, 'cause I can see it: (Yeah?)
Here lies a dead horse who's constantly beaten!

Huggy Wuggy vs. The Rolling Giant - Rap Battle!

Not mine, this audio belongs to Freshy Kanal
Lee Bergantino as BENDROWNED
Yukigloom as SONIC.EXE

BENDROWNED:
The curse of the cartridge is coming to light.
Do what you do best and run for your life.
I took one look at your ugly design,
And now we both got blood in our eyes.
We corrupted our games and took over computers, but let me put a lens on the truth:
While you ended up inspiring some users... I ended up inspiring you. (Run.)
They say, "Don't judge a book by its cover."
What a bummer, that alone has your whole story covered.
You strike a pose and then cut up all your friends to bits;
Link must've played the Elegy of Edginess.
The emptiest narrative ever since the vessel where I hid
So let me try to better it; BEN has been known to edit scripts.
You sent your pals to heaven, beheaded, and left 'em tortured,
I guess you saved the best to end last; now it's YOURTURN.

SONIC.EXE:
I hope you're faster than your YouTube show,
'Cause I kill tales when they move too slow!
I'm aware that your ritual didn't do much,
But if you want death, X gon' give it to ya!
Your cartridge blows; you need a redesign!
Coming from a CD, I'd rather boot up the CD-i!
You were the sacrificial lamb of some mad religion,
Tried to ascend, but couldn't get past the baptism! (RAHAHAHAHA!)
Come on, keep this interesting, kid; you've gone stale!
You've been free... in an old guy's yard sale!
You wanna be your hero? Better luck next time!
'Cause you are a Link... to your cult's website!
Your project's out, but the hype was gone!
You were watered down; it's a dying cause!
After all this time, your notoriety's lost!
Every child sees my smile and knows I AM GOD!

BENDROWNED:
?pord seidob akem I erehw wonk annaw uoy oD
Do you wanna know where I make bodies drop?
.tops eht kram lliw X, hguone nooS
Soon enough, X will mark the spot.
Every single land I touch, the scent of death lingers.
You'll remain the same you've always been: a dead ringer!
Your story's like your disc: a curse passed to every new kid,
But your program can't be fixed, no matter how much you reboot it! (Try again!)
You can't swim; you've been drowning, and your whole arc's
Water under the bridge, since you were moved to where the trolls are!
But hide and seek with your origin will have to do...
Finding me? You should worry 'bout who founded you...

SONIC.EXE:
Clock's ticking, Big BEN; that was regrettable!
Get off your high horse; I'll chase you off that pedestal!
You think you're clever 'cause you're hiding in a database,
But all you managed to do is run an AMA!
The Father's a Luna-tic!
And you are the son who's eclipsed by the Moon Children!
Trapped in that statue; your errors are grave!
I'd say you've met with a terrible faith!
Found a new form for your soul in the end?
It just makes it all easier to hold down your head!
There's so many pools of blood where I can drown you!
Let's see if your lungs will be ready for Round 2!

SONIC.EXE vs. BENDROWNED - Rap Battle!

Not mine, this audio belongs to GamingPlush64
Mei Xin Bierzynski as Yuri
garbageGothic as Susie
JustGamer as Ralsei

Yuri:
Eh...? A guest..?
Well, I better make some tea...
So that I can spill it when you're stepping up to me!
Ah-
I didn't mean it!
I just... can't steady my heart...
It's just when i rap, my body gets incrediblyyyyyyyy hëÂŨĐ±ŒđĨËLĸĀñȔĨtÕÌü¾Œ×ŦÙȚß
To find who has the better ink, I will lead
Fighting a writer, but I don't even think you can read
Lizard with the ripped jeans and a raccoon on her head
I'm guessing by your dress, you don't get a lot of bread
Who cares about this brat?
I don't even want to look at you
Drop you like a manual from Ralsei, throw the book at you!
Drop you like a card king, have you folding in this fight
Drop you in the Dark World, call that Ghost Under The Light

Susie:
When I cared to tune into your rap, I was impressed
Didn't think you'd have a verse more padded than your chest
But you know that I'll take no L's against a sissy goth
Quiet people pissing over poems really piss me off!
Heh, maybe I misinterpreted what a face off was
You don't got bite in your lines
Dumbass, I ate the chalk
Like, come on!
Only thing you do with pens is–
Wait, she WHAT?!
Dang, i just might be on Natsuki's side:
I may throw up!
Face it, punk, I took the beat and ate it up, and I'm still hungry
I'll rob you of your chocolates
Not that I'm worried you might see
You're such a dummy, Ralsei's songs have done more to excite me
So treat this battle like I cut my finger; freakin' bite me!

Yuri:
Hhhh... You should have kept those bangs over your eyes...
It doesn't take a third eye to see your demise...
You're a pussy
In an alley... not much you have to eat...
Why don't you go off looking for quarters with Natsuki?

Susie:
That third eye calling must be garbage noise, cause that was trash
Also, you only have two eyes
Dumbass!
I'm out here finding worlds, I'm in the goddamn prophecy
You're just the kind of nerd that I shove into lockers, I'm a beast!
I could swallow a box of chalk and I'll feel like Susiezilla
I will Markov your Portrait when your face is chewed and spit up
Disarm you like C. Round
That's a checkmate, so stop it
Cause I'm sure I'm doing better things than you are in the closet

Yuri:
I've had it with your accusations and sickening attitude
You can brag what that ax can do after I'm done stabbing you
If my heart stops, it'll be the one heart attack here that succeeds
Indulge in your dark, roaring fantasies, lets see where that will lead
He couldn't take the edge of my blade...
So you can't handle me
Expendable as Yoshi to your friend
Hope they command you eat so many apples that you fucking die from all the rancid seeds
And then you turn to dust and fade away like a sandy beach
You stand deceased, Lancer and your family
Your fantasies, a cancer in your soul
A soul that's God, a God's abandoned tree
A tree sprouting ideas
A confession, an eye yet to see
A thought composed of clocks composed of gears composed of memories
An ember made of negative degrees
A snake that wants to eat a snake that wants to feed
A shaking hand, a hand that wants to breathe
A reaching set of times collide from empty seas of red
A being breaking and remaking time and space
A deep regret, a wheel, a wheel that breathes
A breathing zombie's bleeding thought forgot to breathe
A breathing father's beeping monitor
A bleeding somber sleep
A God that breathes, a breathing watch
A beating heart, a watching beat
A breathing verse, a bleeding lyric
YOU'LL SEE EVERYBODY BLEEDS!

Susie vs. Yuri. DGPRB.

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

LongestSoloEver as Mr. Wolf
Eddiefrb as Dog Man

KingSpirals as Sarah Hatoff

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

desde novo - pedrin

PS SWAG [@hydroboiyo - Playstation Remix]

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

Zawesome as Jack Skellington
Mancha as Sans

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

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


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

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

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

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