Bateman:    
Do you like Huey Lewis and The News?
Their whole album has a clear crisp sound to the instruments..
That’s not something that I expect from you,
And your deep fried chicken rapping performance 
An ax to the head will do, 
Ahem, I mean, do ya’ wanna come over for a drink or two?
You're running a restaurant with all the chickens, but we can all see what you're really up to!

I think you gotta’ SELL the product not snort it all up
Ya got your ass blown up by a grandpa that can’t walk? Bruh. 
Explosion put a Dent on ya Two-Faced DC nemesis
Might be Christian Bale, but no code stops me from killing this

Pulling girls to my apartment, you’re pulling’ junkies to your drugs, sir
I got the bodies in the closet, you’re pretty sussy with your partner 
Make like Nacho and kill yourslf cuz’ you're a witness to this.
You’re a generic ass villain, you're like “it’s just businesses”.


Gus:

¡Hola! And welcome to the Los Pollos Hermanos Family.
If you knew me, you’d know I serve fresh bars on the daily, 
I’m butchering you harder than broadway did to your musical 
Like your murder spree, you winning this fight is unbelievable.


You’re an empty husk of a man, I did everything for a reason,
Your sequel flopped like damn, and I’m still runnin’ a sixth season,
Nerds wanna be like you so bad, it’s honestly embarrassing 
You’re your fatherless fans, father figure, damn son!

I’m guessing your Karen ass asked to see the manager,
With ya girlfriend high all the time, it’s a miracle you can manage her 
You’re the symbol of sigma male and chads, for some unknown reason,
But you have a melt down anytime someone doesn’t give you attention!

Calling me generic? At least I’m not some disgraceful edgelord.
I do what I do for business, you kill when you get bored. 

So let’s compared cards, cause I’m clearly above you
you winning this battle is all in your head too.

Bateman:
Let’s make it clear when I say merger and acquisition
What I’m actually saying is murder and execution
Which I love, it’s my hobby,I think outside the box
Cause that cutter doesn’t phase me, breaking you bad like stocks

Gus:
You’re dropping the mic, my Mike drops bodies
We’re not the same, I serve Zafiro Anejo toddy
With your aimless climax, it’s clear you can’t comprehend
My skill, so take the loss and shake my hand

Patrick Bateman vs. Gustavo Fring- BONUS BATTLE!

Lyrics/Beat/Trivia: https://docs.google.com/document/d/11U6Mxh2sPNpddQKRDQgsQ3UKYC3YvxDg-cIn7nIV0lk/edit
King Mewtwo as Smile Dog
MetaMachine as The Jibblies Painting
Written by MetaMachine
Mixing by Gamingplush64
Thumbnail by JK03
Beat by 2Deep
Art by BMB and MaxStar6
Hint for next battle: "Hats off for the holidays" (ft. Bree Han and Belle Beniko)

Smile Dog vs. The Jibblies Painting

ENNWAY as NFTs

RNG as The Black Market

Written by Pixel Chris, ENNWAY, and Dilly!

Mixed by ENNWAY 

Beat by Anywaywell 

Thumbnail by Commander Jacob

NFTs:
Hey I'm an NFT and I'm slaying this entity 
Whose whole play is to peddle these unobtainable amenities 
To assailants and enemies 
But the greater of dangers over those crazy ass felonies is you're lame and don't get any fucking ladies
I'm killing you like Silk Road 
‘Cause now your bills are due buddy, and you can't swindle those
You're killing civilians and still praising that your the best
You're the worst black mask wearing cunt I've seen since Kayne West
I'd like to pick apart the brain of your forefather Tor's creation
'Cause either they tried restoring the glory, the culmination
Of all of the web's amazement, or wanted to leave a crater
And ruin its reputation years later!

The Black Market:
Hey numbnuts, nice cryptobro, did you get it in a Yacht Club?
Cause your financial decisions are making you look washed up
you're the prey in my dark web, got me hunting now 
they ask me how my flows low brow, cause I'm underground
I’m used to dealing with all kinds of fucked up junkies
But even their smart enough not to drop a bank account on Monkeys
Your cult-y followers are bitchless, Gary should get some Vee
So lame you made a pussy out of D-O-Double G
Storing more drugs than a Rite Aid, you know I’m about that
Scrolling through Reddit ain’t exactly a career path
You’re still spreading on Twitter, your sweaty nerds need to cut back
So come over here and suck on my Non Fungible Nut Sack!

NFT:
What are you selling? Gas station weed? I don’t think your joints hit
Inventing ways to take down this bitch, like I Doge-coined it
This crypto empire is unstoppable, its never gonna end
All I need to do to stop you is snitch to the feds-AAAAAAAAAAAAA

The Black Market:
Nah, I don’t think that’s gonna happen
I bounce back like the rubber band my money’s wrapped in
Just like the computers you use, your efforts are a power waste
Cause this battle deemed you worthless, just like a copy paste

NFTs vs The Black Market - Hip Hop Hassles

LYRICS:

ANNOUNCER
Let’s give it up for Stark’s Rap Battles!
Doc Brown and Marty McFly vs. Unus Annus!
Begin!

Doc and Marty (0:13):
Great Scott, Marty! We’ve finally arrived in 2022!
Ah jeez Doc, that’s heavy! We got any roasting fuel? Plenty, dude!
I’ve calculated the precise kinds of slights, said in such a tone and way that-
A coward and his masochist friend would have no chance of coming back

Unus & Annus (0:26):
Sorry to cut you off, Doctor, but time waits for no one, that’s absolutely true,
And like sand slipping through the Hourglass of Time, the end has come for you, too
We pride ourselves on our knowledge of death… And we embrace the end to come!
You tryna rap fast to surpass 88, but your track is barely passed mile one

Doc and Marty (0:39):
Your influence was just a grain of sand compared to our pop culture prowess
I mean cooking with sex toys, eating oobleck? It’s like their whole channel was just a loud mess!
This bad fad, cash grab cult’s got its whole moral philosophy in question
They’ll need something stronger than helium for their post-loss therapy session

Unus & Annus (0:52):
We’re Hunger Games victors, your defeat’s in the pictures, it’s clear that we’ve won
When you attempt your best to flex your predictability, surprising no one!
Your movie might be a cult classic, but we leave viewers truly awe-stricken
We’re drawin’ the line, leaving you petrified, hypnotizing another couple chickens

Doc and Marty (1:05):
Nobody calls me chicken! (Nope!) You just hunt for YouTube clickin’! (True!)
With all of that dairy around, you’re really milkin’ the content you’re fixin’
It’s really truly pathetic, with your “who’s the better host?” drama
This battle will be your biggest regret;  Even more than Pee Sauna!
I mean really, a pee sauna? What exactly were you two thinking?
Looking to your fans for more content? Not even Chica could save you from sinking!
I’ve never seen anything cornier than these Del morons begging for sponsorships!
But based on reuploads, Mark, this battle would be another time you’ve lost your shit

Unus & Annus (1:32):
Is anybody home? I don’t think so, think McFly, think!
You take the most minor inconveniences, find time to make a big stink-
And then you get your little happy ending, plot barren and you’re callin’ us corny?
It’s clear to see you’re history, when your biggest legacy is Rick and Morty

Doc and Marty (1:45):
You’re limiting yourselves with all your antics, face it: You’re just. Boxed. In.
Just give it a year and you’ll be forgotten just like. Tiny. Box. Tim.
(Both): Your whole channel was full of whack shit, black and white melts into bad trips
So just go back to being the King of FNaF and sad act Mr. Backflip

Unus & Annus (1:58):
Not even hitting your head again could help you get ahead and come up with a better flow
Spitting verbal manure on the track, but what does your pocket letter show?
Your fate’s been sealed and signed! Face your density, you’ll see you’re past your prime
We’re pronouncing rhymes, committing crimes, and you’re bound to find you're OUTATIME
As we wind down the clock and reflect as this song and dance that won’t be played again
You’re coughing inside a boxed-up coffin that you wanna call a Delorean
It’s too bad we won’t see you tomorrow, so hush now, don’t make a fuss
Farewell you two, Memento Mori, Unus… Annus…

ANNOUNCER
Who won… THIS time?
Who do you wanna see battle next?
Well, you decide!
This has been Stark’s Rap Battles! We’ll see you tomorrow!

Snakebite126 as Unus
Hatena360 as Annus
Alex M. as Doc Brown
Zawesome as Marty McFly

Written by: Michael Stark, Jenni No Mercy, CannibalWorms, GamingPlush64, Mason G, Dilly!, & Danii
Produced by Tristan
Mixed by Michael Stark

Back To The Future vs. Unus Annus - Stark's Rap Battles

LYRICS:

ANNOUNCER
FNAF Versus Anything
Robotic Fizarolli vs. Funtime Freddy

Robotic Fizarolli (0:14):
H-hey there implings! Wait a minute- what’s that my sensors spot?
A-a-ah, an overhyped unliked bear who should’ve been left to rot! (Whoo!)
Shipped straight from Big Ozzie’s factory, this teddy bear wants to battle me?
Oh Freddy-dee, you flatter me! I’ll rip out your Ennards and leave you trampled, see?
You’re quite bad at your job if humor’s what you’re after
You’re a kiddie killin’ captor, I’m the comic bringing laughter
There’s nothing your voice mimic could do to top this wacky rapper
After I grab this rope and have you swinging from the rafters
Don’t need a frontal lobe when your mindless gameplay’s cheap jumpscares for a light scream
I mean Scott keeps on spooning and scooping you clean like it’s some Fazbear’s Fright-Cream
Just face it you’re basic, your 8-bit games have made your hated name G-rated
With your complicated lore and public shame, it’s no wonder your fame has faded
You used to be a Hot Topic, but then Scott got swooned by corporate evil
He sold out to Funko and MacFarlane for cash, but I’ll still POP this weasel (laughter)

Funtime Freddy & Bon-Bon (0:59):
Hey Bon-Bon, it’s the birthday boy! Why don’t you play nice and say hi to our friend?
Freddy, this clown belongs with Baby but he’ll be back there before the hour ends (Chuckles)
It’s a Funtime when I hop on the mic, unlike you and your gang of Hazbin stars
Cuz when I rap in a fight, I’m packin’ the bite, you’ll see Freddy has Fazbars!
I mean how self-encoding can his programming be? He’s not even the real Fizzarolli!
He’s just ripping off the ripoff of me, this Dollar General Jevil thinks he’s earned bein’ cocky?
This toxic animatronic needs fixin’, maybe then you could try it, Sparky
Though from what we’ve seen from your posters and marketing… you’re used to “private parties”!

Robotic Fizarolli (1:30):
Ooh, somebody’s salty! Chuck E. Cheesier doesn't know the first thing about rapping
I’ve been more entertained by Blitzo’s jokes, and even then I wasn’t laughing

Funtime Freddy (1:37):
What a party pooper! Fizz is hardly super, especially when in his rapping stupor
Why don’t you Fizza-rolli pollie away like the kids when they hear your humor? (Ha!)

Robotic Fizarolli (1:44):
It took a VR title just to regain your relevance? Seems like innovation’s where your Help’s Wanted
You’re callin’ me toxic? Look at your fanbase residence, no wonder your creator’s haunted 

Funtime Freddy (1:52):
Nobody loves you anymore, after your death everything’s been going swell
Better call it “oo oo and” ‘cuz you’re taking all the L’s! (Maniacal laughter)

Robotic Fizarolli (2:00):
Sure, everyone used to adore your series, a lonely startup acting teary
But now everyone’s descending Into Madness with all your dreary theory queries
Now your timeline’s gone bye bye, it’s time to end this indie tragedy! 
There’s nothing left to salvage, take a bow! It’s the end of Five Rhymes at Freddy’s!

Funtime Freddy & Bon-Bon (2:14):
Your mutated friends can’t step to the Freddy Crew (Ooh!)
A back alley scrap pile is where you’re headed to (True!)
Tried to make a difference, but your chances blew (Yeah?)
I’d prefer Trash and The Gang to any of you! (Ohhhhh!) (Airhorn plays)
Your lines were so full of cheese that I’d almost wanna eat ya
But if I’m Chuck E. Cheese, that makes you ShowBiz Pizza! (Maniacal Laughter)
It’s shocking, isn’t it? Seems you’re not law-suited to handle losses, without a doubt
I mean, it’s pretty obvious when your Sister’s Location gets more clout
It’s time to shut down this run-down clown, I’m done with his fun and his games
My fire lines have made this the second time that you’ve gone up in flames! (Ha ha!)

Michael Stark as Robotic Fizarolli

Snakebite126 as Funtime Freddy
Azia as Bon-Bon

Written by: Michael Stark
Produced by Beatg33ks
Mixed by Michael Stark

Robotic Fizzarolli vs. Funtime Freddy - FNAF Vs Anything

LYRICS:

ANNOUNCER
Let's give it up for Stark’s Rap Battles!
Dream vs. W.D. Gaster!
Begin!

W.D. Gaster (0:15):
Lost souls are never seen again trying to step to me
'Cause I make foes go missing, call you MC #17
I’ll leave you begging and pleading, but this isn’t someone that I’d spare
Quite ironic your name is Dream, when all you’re giving people are nightmares
The W.D. Gangster ‘boutta break apart your entire script
This MVP’ll 404 your SMP of Super Minecraft Pricks
My followers stay loyal, bending to my every beck and call
Your followers go and dox you, guessing you don’t want that addressed it all (evil laugh)
I’ll turn a hyped up mob spawner to a Hyper Goner
I’d rather watch idiots try to land some backwards long jumps
Dropping the hard R around your fanbase of minors
Yet your skin couldn’t be Light Lighter Yet Lighter

Dream & George (0:55):
Hey George! (Yeah?) Who’s this? I’m not subscribed to this white guy!
Guessing Einstein’s in shambles ‘cause he got split across his timeline
Screw the Manhunt, I’m turning the tables, you’re going toe to toe with the MC pro
You’ll get dropped again ‘cause I tower above you with my water bucket flows, oh!

(Doubletime)
Dream’s come to reap, but your fans did that for me
Poked and prodded till they took apart your whole story
You’re weak with each scheme, when each time I stole glory
Leaving you split more than your laboratory
Getting clicks while you’re ignored by the masses
Spitting sick, that’s what the point of the mask is
Shattered and scattered, I’mma fire blast ya
And leave you to tears: W.D. Ghast-er

(Normal time)
You offended, SJW-D? Oh, I can tell
So just sign off, language police, and take this AS-L

W.D. Gaster (1:29):
You left me counting sheep although you think you’re spitting mean
But Dream, it’s only rude to talk about people that are listening
This scientist, you can’t deny, ‘cause the numbers I’ve seen don’t lie
Let's face it, to face me you’d have to be a dirty cheater, right?

Dream (1:42):
If you wanna talk trends, I've been ballin' every month
'Cause you're always in the back, while I'm always in the front, oh!
Twenty speedruns of your game, (yeah?) Gaster’s still NotFound (Ooh!)
I mean I couldn’t get any FUN value out of your entire Underground
C’mon now W. D., for me, it’s nothing to leave a creep murdered
‘Cause when I’m speedrunning the beat, I bring double the beef like a Dream Burger
Whine all you want man, the darkness can’t cut deeper than my axes can
Keep talking shit and they’ll have to call you the man who catches hands

W.D. Gaster (2:09):
Testing the royal scientist was the least of your big brain plays
Can’t tell what’s faker; your persona or your pig trade gains
For years I studied the effects that human souls could deliver 
All you can do is make the net RESET their timelines... on Twitter!
With how far you’ve fallen, no boats or horses could save your skin
Goodbye Dream, your journey’s met an end here that you can’t pay-to-win (evil laugh once more)

Dream (2:30):
Sorry you feel that way, but you're getting dunked on, dawg!
I’ll leave you ditching this battle - call it your Jon Swan song
The bar-dropping lava-hopping River Man just sank your boat
I’ll keep my victory screech, ‘cause this white man just got ratio’d! (Ooh!) 

ANNOUNCER
Who got lucked out and won the battle?
Who do you wanna see battle next?
Well, you decide! 
This has been Stark’s Rap Battles, we’ll see ya next time!

Production:
Commander Jacob as W. D. Gaster

Eric The Audible as Dream
littleflecks as GeorgeNotFound (Cameo)


Written by: Michael Stark, Snakebite126, GamingPlush64, 01Tyler10, Commander Jacob, MasonG, Meta
Produced by Ihaksi
Mixed by Serena

Dream vs. W.D. Gaster - Stark's 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

Welcome to the fifteenth installment of “Quick Diss”! We got two… apparently the only connection is that they're alcoholics… today! It's the horse from Horsin' Around, BoJack Horseman! Standing-up against the monster from Moralton, Clay Puppington!

Lyrics:
BoJack Horseman:
Wait a minute, this isn't the bar? It's an introduction!
Get it? 'Cus it's true. Guess I'll fire this puppet
I'd tell you to stuff it but you're clay, Puppington
Consider rehab to clean up your shit… Clay Puppington 
Huh, I'm on my punny shit, get a shot glass and belt it!
Use it as fuel to get your son's ass and belt it
Or maybe don't, 'cus your self "image" can't sell it
While I get rich off my own portraits for shelvin'

Clay Puppington:
Orel! Why's there a horse person on my lawn, shoo!
That's not possible, that's not something that God's do
I'm lost; truthfully, I'd need a cross before I cross you!
Uh…wait, I think it's a guy in a costume…
Huh, crude. That you drink up a whooole bottle
When animals don't have souls to go full throttle
On benders, just swallowing their own problems 
You run out of hay? Then say bye to your close trauma
Ya see Horseman, I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed
With one appointment prison could've been avoided
But no, you boinked it. Remember the lost commandment!
"Thou shalt take accountability for all their damage"

BoJack Horseman:
What are YOU doing here? Oh shit, it's a rap battle
Thaaat's why your pants stood on after that babble
And I got baggage? Please, your pansy knees can't hold your baggy jeans
A different kinda praying the way Danielle Shaped your family.
Twice you'd get on your knees for a blonde turd
Now you and Shapey can bond over "our Father"
THAT'S Orel, I should be posting this
Your wife don't need coaching for you not to be her one and only
BIIITCH, you're a gross fruit, and Honey Dew is gross so;
Ask Blob, "honey, do you love me?" She don't though.
Go loathe in your study, associate punchin' with lovey-dovey
My dad was also an ass but we're related to them buddy!
Go suck a dick dumb-shit! *Bronx Cheer*
Take THAT dribble on the chin like your one kid.
He settled with Bloberta after she conned him
Didn't take a star to burn out your "lovin". (Haah.)

Clay Puppington:
Stinkin' dead end battle. I mean, why the long face?   
Cus you tried to ship yourself with a teenager one day?
But hey! With all that fornicating it's a habit!
Guess you can say horses are just… nature's rabbits.
Let's take the bandage off your pathetic past
No amount of alcohol is disinfecting that!
So I'll swig it, ahh, that's refreshing man
Diane ditched em! Can't cat-call to get her back
Ask Carolyn why'd she quit working on you
Didn't ask when Sarah Lynn quit twerking on you!
BoJacks heroine overdoses on his heroin!
Couldn't thread the needle; and now she's dead as sin!
You're a stupid piece of shit…choked like your chick
Blew your load. But, Herb wasn't minding it    
You pathetic bastard, look at ya. Set up to a joke
A horse walks into a bar and makes amends, nope, he croaks
Holly-Hawk couldn't watch her brother proudly
Trying the easy way out via smother, drowning
Being BoJack IS nature, your mom's hilarious 
Take the fucking shortcut. Secretariat a-bridged.

BoJack Horseman:
Sometimes I feel like I was born with a leak.
And I still got better flow than this tortured poor thing
Killed your own mother with a bottle of ketchup 
Then dad bottles his emotions in hopes you would fess up
But you didn't, so you burrow
Shot your kid and didn't even get a churro
So curdle in your mommy kinks, stuck in your person
I could egg you on but, you're not even worth it.

-CAST-
BoJack Horseman: Arkham
Clay Puppington: Grey Julius

-PRODUCTION-
Thumbnail by: JaCoN
Written by: JaCoN
Beat: http://www.shadowville.com/audio//Shadowville.com%20-%20Suffocate.mp3
Beat Produced by: 2Deep, Patrick Carney, and Dee
Mixed by: Danii


BoJack Horseman vs Clay Puppington - (Quick Diss) #15

Welcome to the sixteenth installment of “Quick Diss”! We got two… again with the alcoholics I swear to fucking god…it's the character I officially use too much, Eric Duckman! Getting on the case of Mike Tyson's favorite animal, Pigeon! (Or more specifically, Richard!)

Lyrics:
Duckman:
What the hell you starin' at?! With 340 degrees of lookie
A spoof of Scooby with all the Dooby
Tryna get yourself baked! Literally and not
All those attempted suicides, still can't get off the pot! (Hah!)
Like damn, rather lock up this bastard later
Why fight a PRIVATE Dick when you're a public masturbator?
God turned ya to a pigeon for bein' a massive failure
Lying about your riches to get with Sandra's paper!

Pigeon:
Eh, I get it, like sand paper; you fuckin' nerd.
Hey, is it all that racist to flip YOU the bird?
Stupid jerk (heh.) I'm really good at this
Why are your eyes detachable?! That's the stupidest
Like who is this? Who watches fucking Duckman?
Who gets home from work and says "hey let's watch Duckman"
Nobody, that's who, wait, what am I doing? Right, riiight
Uhh, I think your fuckin' wife died.

Duckman:
No shit Sherlock! And I get I'm the detective
Yet a birdwatch can't help me find your erection
Whether it's your junk, or all the crimes that you penance
Couldn't stand up to your wife or the Yung one's you abandoned!
So screw you, like that one hooker did
Oh boo-hoo, you were just a crooked kid!
Who'll give a look or shit, just let it consume you
All pissed off 'cause dad let a cougar abuse you
Twit got ate quick, a deer in the headlights.
He can't evade it, especially if it's his sex drive!
A spineless, gutless, bodiless pest swine!
Guess it makes sense you got it on with a fleshlight!

Pigeon:
Ay, what the fuck? How did you know all that personal trauma?
I thought what you caught on with Sandra;
Was awfully odd but, do I get off on you attacking me?
Know I'm a pigeon but you're a rat with wings!

Duckman:
I'm not sure how I'm lectured on your dummy violence…
All that pressure really does make Lucky Diamonds!
Or cans at least, all your fans have ceased like it
How's a show canned at 4 seasons with TYSON?
Musta went through the ringer! Like "voice actors" should
You still stomped on his legacy. THAT'S athlete's foot!
Rich was fat at first impressions; as fat as your depression!
His past has come to wreck him, how balloon-men get pricked!

Pigeon:
Ya see, I was gonna beat off while you were T-ing off.
Buut, I found your Wikipedia…
Seems that uhh, you killed your own dad?
Damn, that sucks man….Duckman.
Heh, shoulda used those head-shots on your wife bro
She was forced to give life to kids like those?
Two heads and a tubby dummy light post 
Ehh, if only he was as bright! No…
That's terrible, like you are at your fuckin' gig
How are you worse at being a pig…than a pig.
I sort've get it… he was aware your gal was livin'
Corny ending, all of your fans musta been livid!
That's funny, too bad your show wasn't
On your cringe high horse, then you battled it or somethin'
Your fam is saddened and caused thy to plummet!
Eh…Still not as tragic as Light as Duckman!

-CAST-
Eric Duckman: RaccoonBroVA
Pigeon: CP

-PRODUCTION-
Thumbnail by: JaCoN
Written by: JaCoN
Beat: https://cdn.airbit.com/tagged/1585240014-73113-roots-by-insanebeatz-beat.mp3
Beat Produced by: InsaneBeatz
Mixed by: jort

Eric Duckman vs Pigeon - (Quick Diss) #16

Where U @ Don Don?

what-the-helly-(cover) 2.mp3

I make rap battles mostly

Original stuff on the way