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)

A vent song written during a rough patch of mental health in 2021.
Written by JustGamer
Mixed and Arranged by GlitchDude
Beat by Epistra/Dansonn
Cover art by Zagranis

I’ve been feeling frustrated, about how what I have created 
Seem to be never good enough, it feels so tough and so my confidence is constantly breaking 
I don’t understand what you’re saying
I’m annotating, self-degrading
Keep debating if I have the skill do the things I love correctly, I hate it 

This feeling of self doubt creates anger that needs to be let out 
But I’ve been taught to keep it in, raise my chin, stand tall, not to scream and shout 
I look around at the crowd that I’m close with 
There’s a difference I notice 
They have a shit ton of talent, while I’m outclassed and hopeless 

So what do I do when everyone else I know is a prodigy, they’re consistent and yet I’m flip floppity 
Trying something new, shot myself in the foot, always feeling like I’m overlooked
They say “you don’t have to be number one” 
But you know what else they say, the hell is a jack of all trades if not a master of none? 

So what the hell do I have to do? Can I ever be good enough for you? 
Am I someone worthy to include? Can I change the way that I am viewed? 
I know that overtime, I’ll be able to create my own craft
But nobody ever told me just how long it would take to create a shiny diamond starting from crap 

I am stuck in a prison made of doubt
Confidence is my key to make it out
But I can’t seem to save myself
So I guess that I’m just stuck in this hell

I’ve been told I’m a wisecrack, not that I could deny that
But if I’m caught in the cross blades of a switchblade to the face, how do I use my words to fight back? 
I mean why does he even have me here? 
Apparently I stole his girl before she was his girl and now he’s trying to incite fear
Thing is: I’m not a player, at least I don’t think so
But if I unknowingly stole that guy’s girl what else don’t I apparently notice though?
My brain’s doing something to me, ADHD got my grades seeing Cs
Then a pair of incompentent parents making me feel like I’m slowly going crazy
So you can’t blame the therapist, cause this was your fault
Telling me to stop crying then having me flying to another country like you’re opening emotional wounds and then pouring in a gallon of salt 
You forced me out, then critique me when I start feeling blue
I mean sometimes I wonder if the issue with me is me or if it’s actually you?!
I don’t understand, there’s no way I can, since you drained me and used me up as your emotional bank
And yet I’m the one supposed to be giving out thanks
Well thanks for killing me mentally just so my college could be a higher rank

I am stuck in a prison made of doubt
Confidence is my key to make it out
But I can’t seem to save myself
So I guess that I’m just stuck in this hell

Good Enough - 2021

A continuation and reflection upon Good Enough - 2021 written a year after the first one was.

Written by JustGamer
Mixed and Arranged by GlitchDude
Beat by Anywaywell
Cover Art by Zagranis

I’ve since spoken to my parents about being left alone
Luckily they understood, wanted me to be on my own
But it still seems controlling, I still feel their expectations
What they want comes first, despite anything I’ve been saying
I know it’s from them thinking that they know what’s best for me
But just cause they’re my parents doesn’t mean I can’t be questioning 
At the end of the day, they’re just people trying their best
And I think what’s best is if they just give me a rest

I’m more stressed and much more depressed 
My folks tell me once I’m done I can rest
But I can’t, not until I do the stuff
That they want, all to prove that I’m good enough

Here I am, doing what I can
Isn’t this exactly what you wanted?
You never cared for what I had to say 
If you did, then you would’ve stopped it 

But at least I’m lucky to have this community 
I could be gone by now if it wasn’t for what they do for me
Though it hasn’t helped my sense of self-doubt 
Doing my best ain’t good enough when I can’t trust myself now
Cringing at all I do, keep on working to be topping it
Trying to hone my craft for a non-existent audience 
I’m so busy cause people want so many different projects
That at the rate I’m going, I’ll be the thing to drop next

I’m more stressed and much more depressed 
My internet friends yelling at me to rest
But I can’t, not until I do the stuff
That they want, all to prove that I’m good enough

Here I am, doing what I can
Isn’t this exactly what you wanted?
You never cared for what I had to say 
If you did, then you would’ve stopped it 

I wonder if anybody is listening to the words I speak
Opening up like this is strange, all eyes observing me
Meant to be some self-exploration that gave me something new to drop
All I got was words on a google doc
I hoped things would get better, by any sort of measure 
Or at the very least I would learn to control my own weather
But now I know that as long as I keep going and working the pressure  
Will continue to stay with me forever 

I’m more stressed and much more depressed 
I lie to myself that soon I will rest 
But I can’t, not until I do the stuff 
That I want, all to prove that I’m good enough 

Here I am, doing what I can
Isn’t this exactly what I wanted?
I never stick to what I had to say 
If I did, then I would’ve stopped it 
Here I am, doing what I can
Isn’t this exactly what I wanted?
I never stick to what I had to say 
If I did, then I would’ve stopped it

Good Enough - 2022

thumbnail by dani i'll post the lyrics later

dani as black adam

Morbius vs Black Adam. Shorts Rap Battles

Freddy Fazbear vs Freddy Krueger. Shorts Rap Battles

i made the thumbnail like 2 years ago

i play both

Spider-Man vs Batman. Shorts Rap Battles

Green Goblin vs The Grinch. Shorts Rap Battles

A demo me and Shimario made in a rap battle tournament together when we were pitted against one another. People thought it was really good and wanted us to publicly release it so here it is! This was written under the course of 72 hours I believe? Something around that.

Cover art by Ethan
Devil written by me
Dracula written by Shimario
Mixed by me
Prod. by Dansonn

DEVIL Verse 1:
The Lord of the Flies, the Stoker of fires who borned the first lie shall now start
Towards this former young mind at my Scholomance, tried to immortalize life through my arts
He arose once he died, title stolen from mine, and enjoyed his new time in the dark
Til your dome was sent flying - you don’t want to die? Take these pointers of mine to heart
You’ll go down like it’s Georgia, I’m quite good at musically sparring - as golden with mics as when using guitar strums
Blood gourmets to dine on if you win, if not then I’ll roast you and spice the steaks too with some garlic
So take twelve lines and amuse me through our bet, best follow in Dante’s path - delve deep
Or face demise once you lose and can’t stop but once more feel the dark wrath of Hell sing


DRACULA Verse 1:
*yawns* I don’t like to leave my home often
But when I do, it’s more than just me who sleeps in a coffin
I sink my teeth into them, pierce through them until they’re left to rot
Sure you wrote the book on that, too bad no one’s read it all
Your “hellscape” makes a real monster such as myself snore
Trust me Luci, I’ve gotten used to torches and pitchforks
and you dare bring up what gets me weak?
Don’t act as if you’re any better, please!
How can you mention Garlic when you’re getting beat 
by just seeing the letter T
I’ve evolved beyond a mere god or demon, bitch 
How could this freak even win? What, do I just believe in him?
So when night hits and the moon comes around, and I shift and then swoop into town
You’re about to start pissing yourself cuz you’re used to losing to dudes who loom in the clouds


DEVIL Verse 2:
To have this wager won, go below surface level
And pack a greater punch, dealing blows with the devil
Though you’re damned and bankrupt, got no soul left to peddle
But I’m bound to claim you once you take home a silver medal
Been around for ages, I saw how you once thrived yet 
This batty shapeshifter still fell worse than I did
Which I’ll now detail for you since that’s where I’m oft-hidden
Have you faced with the reflection you thought missing
This alchemist statesman used the darkest crafts
Became a vampire draining blood, spent novel acts
Manufacturing ladies’ lust with charms and hacks
Cursing Transylvania ‘til his author passed
Entered the vast domain of the public who left this stalker’s ass
In shadows craving the days he wasn’t just stock for cash
Can’t capture greatness once more, I’d suggest you Harken fast
Poor Dracula’s aged about as well as the walls he has
Bram’s in pain, yes, hear him scream at the path you’re on
Trapped in Cages, been reduced to a laughingstock
Sandler’s playing ya, a hand now shakes you up
How sad your fate has come back to grains of dust
Count, your days are up, you’ll yearn for a sunburn
As you count your days all up to meet with the others
In pitch black damnation ‘cause you’ll eternally suffer
That’s what Satan does when dealing with suckers


DRACULA Verse 2:
You slaughter relentlessly but the spawn of evil’s got a truth too sad to share
You probably envy me, smooth with my craft, I’m taking these hoes back to Dracul’s lair
Yes you stay in eternal flame, but you’re still so lonely and so cold down there
I get why you drag bitches into your pit, cause otherwise women DON’T GO IN THEEERE
So just back off
You’d know a thing or two about changing your form, man you have tons
Gremlins, Goblins, and Goats. It never stops, I’ll dethrone
the king of evil cuz Drac is a Rap God
You’ve met your end, but this time it’s not your choice your make
Welcome to Purgatory now, I hope you enjoy your stay

I’m just playing Satan, you know I love you

The Devil vs Count Dracula DEMO - Contest Of Champions

why tf has THIS been the alternate mix? idk...



thumbnail by box_soldier22 (Me :])

mixed by box_soldier22 (Me :])

og battle by ace 

Salad Fingers Vs Norman Bates. Ace Rap Battles. [ALTERNATE MIX By Me]

This is from summer 2021 I don't stand by these lyrics (or this horrendous mic quality) anymore.

Thumbnail by Shimario
Mixed by GlitchDude
Beat by Dansonn probably

Psytube:
Wow, this is barely a fight
Man I’ve never had a battle this unfair in my life
But with all that time on the street getting scared in the night
I suppose it’s pretty good for me to share the spotlight
So I’m facing Jenni now in the second round?
Effort? Damn near every sentence gets you down
Might as well call me Bendy how
I’m giving you these 3 minutes of empty clout
I’ve gotten respected for dropping the best shit in 3 years, since the days that I did edits
You’ve been working your way up for twice that and for what, a couple of writing credits?
So Raichous’ bestie might wanna leave ‘fore I drop a beat worse than you did from your college degree
Come back when you’re top 10 with three battles but until then just quit bothering me
What’s the matter Jenni, you don’t like the casket I’ve laid you in?
Hey don’t worry, Eddie and Seth might show up and like maybe some other canadians
I’m slaying this, it’s a murder scene
Just take a single quick verse for free
You better be grateful I took you to class, I know how much you wanted to work with me

Jenni:
So you’re the guy who whined about his spot in the top ten
The Psy meme with the rhyme schemes like his personality: rotten
But Jenni? There’s no stopping. I’m trashing you on the mic.
Because I treat a verse like I treat a VC: I’m back on the grind!
This dude is falling, I’m master-ballin’ always catching you off guard!
So crushing this duck is not hard. No mercy when I drop bars.
But not to give you a false start, you’ve had a decent run
Claiming to be a rapper, but how many roles have you actually done?
I’m taking the top. Thinking you have a shot against me is an illusion
With those worthless verses you spew, you’ll end up hurting yourself in your confusion!
I’ve seen the worst the world has to offer, your rhymes don’t hurt me
So maybe make like your own homeland, and brexit the tourney

Psytube:
Think a bunch of random references are leaving me dead?
Yo, did your kitten hop up on your keyboard again?
I’m only a kid but I guess I gotta be the one to teach you something
Most people leave home when they become an adult but you’re meant to go to a new one bitch
Not the first brit that you’ve been pitted against, but just keep in mind that this one is a threat
Cause I go outside sometimes while the only grass you touch is in your cigarettes
And I’m always the life of a voice chat, notice how everyone goes when I’m finished
I mean, you're the dopest in loads of VCs too, difference is that you’re the only one in ‘em

Jenni:
That’s it! I’ve had it! No more complainin’.
Your constant bitching drives me insane, kid!
Feedback is basic but you just can't take it
I’ve won awards, you’re FRB famous!
Potential for greatness, you have it, I’d say
But fail when your ego’s standing in your way
So drop all the hate! Learn to behave!
Or I leave a dead meme in his grave

Psytube Vs JenniNoMercy - Scrapped FRB Brawl

Quite a while ago, someone was tryna talk shit about Dustin’s content. A few years later, I’m sending a message.

Intro:
Yo Serena
You said you would kill for some stupid ass diss track beef
Well I assure you there’s nothing “stupid” about this beef
And that I’m gonna be the one doing the “killing”

Chorus:
I’m taking your crown, best be taking a fucking bow
Don’t wanna hear more “overpraised” shit come from you now
This track might be a few years late but I won the crowd
So better keep my boss’s name out your fucking mouth

Verse 1:
My G Serena, I see you’re tryna find some smoke
But we can scrap the E cuz you shoulda quit a while ago
I would say since you started that you’ve copied my entire flow
But based off Josiah Bartlet, you can’t even do that right, you dope

A slot in FRB staff is your top accomplishment
That should’ve been obvious off the fact the bars you drop are moderate 
Don’t need no profile edits, you pissed more than just Mancha off, son
I hear you’re Italian, of course all you brought’s a copypasta

Dawg, you got your ass cooked by Flooshy - you think you’d tear me up
Comparing yourself to the most mid Danganronpa character
Your Twitter’s filled with fictional chicks yet you ain’t get their games
Add a good role to your kin list, another thing you’ll never play

Zabroni, persona’s a phony
I’m known as a h*rseman, you’re known as a brony
Your frickin’ mixing makes me wanna shoot a chrome straight through my bootyhole
Flubbed Auditions so you went and switched to FML Studio

Talk shit and say bye to your job
When I pay Rabi three whole bucks to kick you out, you’ll be calling them the Firing Squad
And back a few mornings, came by your stream
Now tell me how you the worst V-tuber rapper since Mori Calliope

Ok that was a lie, I mean, I’m not that rude, sheesh
My screaming on your track was so hard that it had you peak
Does something smell in here? Damn, she reeks
It must bug you knowing that your highest height was Ants v. Bees

Chorus:
I’m taking your crown, best be taking a fucking bow
Don’t wanna hear more “overpraised” shit come from you now
This track might be a few years late but I won the crowd
So better keep my boss’s name out your fucking mouth 

Outro:
Sorry Serena I didn’t mean it you’re really cool
You’re my friend and you make cool music and I’m happy to be your friend
You are Italian tho so I guess nobody’s perfect, sorry

Mixed by Zagranis

Good Enough - 2021

JustGamer

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