VPC6 Round 2

Fandom: Aqua Teen Hunger Force
Character: Dr. Weird

Live from my lab at the South Jersey Shore
My ass ate my hand -- it hungers for more
My creations chafe being called nerdcore
So I'll gobble up your scene until you're all done for!
Grey hair spiked with the fishbowl helmet
Y'all heard the name Walter Melon
King of the castle
Fist my asshole
Splice DNA
And cause a scandal
Purple gown cut with the nips displayed
My dick give more than Christmas Day
Gave your momma that swordplay
Got more fish than Hemingway
On holiday in Uruguay
Hold the country hostage
death ray on some bond shit
Leather servant bondage like

Ooh, do the Dr. Weird, do the Dr. Weird baby 
Ooh let's get fuckin weird let's get fuckin weird baby
Ooh do the Dr. Weird, do the Dr. Weird baby
Ooh you'll be fuckin weird you'll be fuckin weird ooh

Truth teller like no cap
Disrespect like no DAP
Made a bot that hates rap
Ben Shapiro, no WAP
His wife dry like Atacama
Doc got her wetter than a hot sauna
Capture all the local fauna
For the next monster to drop on ya
It's part shrimp, part dog, part duck
Got lightning breath, you're thunderstruck
Doc says you're outta luck
Cause you fucked around with ShrimpDogDuck!
This thing is almost ten foot long
Like a feral hog
Diet full of nitrogen
letting out these Primal Winds

Your track? Never heard of it
Bars? not a word of it
Cleverness? Not detected
My dick? Not erected!
Dope shades, protect me from these hater rays
You bouta need some Gatorade
You lookin like a mirror glaze
On entremet
I cut that cake now you're awake
Got new meds for you to take
Swallow now, sip of water
Have a nice dream of rappin harder
I'mma go to your house and clap ya mama
She slobber harder than a St. Bernard
Your dad ain't bad, imma ring the post
Then I get gone like a space ghost

VPC 7 Round 1

YNG SLLVN [LL YZZ, YNGSLLVN] - La Danse Palourdes

You know I live a life of intrigue
Big fish, you wish
I know I'm in my own league*
20,000 under the sea
What up, Sebastian
Y'all crabs I'm Viagra
Because I'm lasting
My time is Neverending Story
But I'm not a cheater, Peter
Hauling in my lorry/Lorre**
Y'all bore*** me
Like a worm in my tomato garden
Y'all lames in flames
You couldn't get my James Harden****
At Busch Garden
With my homie from the Nerdlucks
I can't hear your raft
Because I never herd/heard ducks*****
Spare me if I can't strike******
When you dare me to touch a
Mike/mic Myers/My, yers*******
Don't matter just let me at a butcher knife
Life is but a dream sweetheart
And I'm the dream master
Sewing******** at the speed of light
Yeah I know I seam/seem faster*********
And I can't even tell if you're listening
I stay posted********** like the mail
The most interesting

*nautical / sports
**actor / British term for semi truck
***ennui / insect action
****basketball player / penis erection
*****to gather a group (raft) of ducks / to hear + water fowl / sucker mcs
******bowling  / oh please (spare me) + attack (strike)
*******Halloween villain / microphone + possessive pronouns
********planting seeds / making clothes
*********sewing / appear to be
**********mail / vigilant


I'm the most interesting man in the world
Holding a beer in between two girls
Salt and pepper beard
And the moment that you feared
Is when I grab the mic
And proceed to get weird

I don't always wild out 
But when I do it's full moon
Don't always play guitar
But when I do it's in tune
I don't always hate
But when I do it's because I'm driving
I don't always turn away
But when I do it's because you're lying
Don't always lock the door
Except when I've been watching Forensic Files
Don't always get high
But when I do
New hairstyle
I don't always need a friend
But when I do it's because I"m tripping
I don't always use an mp3
My LP was skipping
I don't always eat meat
But when I do I wanna have a cow
Don't tell me what to do, Bart
I hang with homies that allow
Me to be the most interesting G
And I don't always do coke
But when I do it's because it's free
I don't always dance
But when I do it's Paper Planes
Maybe Mamma Mia
Or Jump Around by House of Pain
I don't always sell drugs
But when I do it's marijuana bud
And I don't always wrestle
But when I do it's mud
Don't unsheath my katana
Unless I wanna draw blood
Don't always use a drywall anchor
Unless the hole's not on a stud
I don't always make the beer run
But when I do I get snacks
Don't always play M.K.
But when I do I pick Jax
Don't always go to church
But when I do it's cus of funerals
And when I make a sequel
I use the Roman numerals
I don't always confess
Unless they use a wire tap and
I don't always talk mess
But when I do it's because I'm rapping

Zero Cool - Stay Thirsty

Perfect Sunday morning
Just a little indigestion
Just a little outta breath and
Shooting pain in my left
A couple chest compressions
Bacon all over the table
Syrup drips off the ladle
Sirens whine, head cradled
Wife cries, not stable
Everything feels dark
To the quiver of my heart
“Ma’am, he’s unresponsive
And you’re sure that he’s never had issues with his heart
Or the pulses”
And all she can do is cry
Tears hit my face and I’m there in the silence
Of a black bag but I’m not dead
Let me out, I’ll tell you instead
But not with my mouth, I was born mute
I can sign and tell you the truth
Welcome to the life of Walter Henry Sherman
And all that he’s learned then
As they take out your organs,
And see if you’re worth them
Came to a stop then the darkness unzipped
Light’s pouring in thank god they can see that I’m limp
Not dead or decayed or deceased in a way
I can get them to get my wife, she’ll sign that I’m safe
But my hands aren’t working and he looks like a surgeon
The bone saw is gripped and he’s going for my sternum
He’s sawin’ it completely and it hurts and it’s burnin’
And he takes out my heart and it’s beatin’ with a burden
I scream but they don’t fucking hear me and the tears run down
And I can’t see it clearly; I’m awake, I’m alive, I know that it’s passed
I try to sit up with a final fucking gasp
Oh god... no... no... not again...
Welcome to the life of Walter Henry Sherman
And all that he’s learned then
As they take out your organs,
We’ll see if you’re worth them
I can blink this madness away
I can blink this madness away
Why are they taking them
No, why are they weighing them
I need that, it’s my spleen,
But why’s it so green
And why can’t I scream
It’s a nightmare not a dream
This can’t be real, this is everything I feel
My wife wouldn’t let them, she wouldn’t let ‘em steal

Any parts of me, a lobotomy, and this surgery
Can’t you see my parts are still moving in the drudgery
And then he leaned in with a scalpel and grin
Plucked out one of them and I could see myself like a twin
The other joined after and in the jar we were in
I had died and was trapped in decaying skin
The after life didn’t exist... we were trapped in these bodies for all time...
Welcome to the death of Walter Henry Sherman
And all that he’s learned then
As they took out your organs and sold them for purchase

Double Analog - Welcome to the Life of Walter Henry Sherman

We back again 
Here in the tent
The feeling tense
Hear the judges steps
Signature challenge
Gotta please the pallette
With knives and mallets
They bright and balanced
Metals in the blender
It's getting shredded
Fold it in the dough
Custard on the stove
Bake the danish
The fillings ladled
The judges are walking over to my table
They taking notes
All smiling wide
Watch'um bleed
Shrapnel in their teeth
But they keep on eating
Coughing up blood and they look so pleased
Eyes red like demons
Spaghetti lipped
Mary screaming
Gums are dripping
Paul isn't breathing
Woke up in my bed
In a cold sweat
I was only dreaming
I was only dreaming


Round two now
Technical challenge
twenty tier cake
Looking for that balance
30 minutes, bake
Paul laughs with malice
Looking for the butter
I can't fuckin find it
Ten minutes left
So Sue reminds us
Panic setting in
Ovens not preheated
Getting towards the end
Feeling so defeated
Everyone is finished
Twenty cakes looking perfect
All mine are burnt
Like they came out furnace 
Sweating through my clothes Cause I'm so damn nervous
They Judging me like it's they're only purpose
Now my clothes are off
dont know whats going on
Mary berry touching me
Lookin so scrummy saying
She could smother 
Me with buttercream.
Cat jumped on my face
Now I'm wide awake
Somebody please
Save me from another dream!

Showstopper round
Getting down to business
Ingredients ready
Putt'um in the mixer
Gameface on 
Man on a mission
Gonna make'um all 
say it's so delicious
Got a Genache
Gonna make it glisten
A little chemistry 
With a dash a of physics
My own recipe
Give'um something different
Feeling mad proud 
Counting down the minutes
Final preparations
And we're almost finished
 heart and soul
Pushed it passed my limits
Wanting star Baker
Or I'm getting livid
Put myself out there
Sick of being timid
Full on me
Cutting all the gimmicks
I know it tastes great
Fuck all the critics
Judge took one bite and said he didn't get it
Judge took on bite said he didn't get it.


They say Sweet dreams 
are made of these
Got eaten alive 
on the t.v.

Dappersaurus - Baking Nightmares (Bloody Mary Mix)

Lyrics:
Openup  my eyes I'm feelin strange within the pit of my stomach/
Slept till the late morning where the sun was almost reaching its summit/(1
Everything so still, so eerily quiet, cracked the blinds for some light/
Took a look outside but I wasn't prepared for such a horrible sight/(2
It was nothing but death and despair, 
No one was spared/
I smell- the Stench of dead bones and bodies, rotting flesh in the air/(3
Survival mode kicks in not nervous, I am completely scared/
I swallow my fear cause I got to get myself up outta here/(4
Gotta fight to get out but I know I know that I must flee its-flee its/
A zombie invasion trust I know it when I see it-see it/(5
...I strap up my strap,, sharpen my sword and I/
Pack up all the bullets that can fit into my fourty-five/(6
Damn!... I hear the neighbors poundin at the door/
But I can see through the peephole that they ain't my neighbors anymore/(7
Taking the deepest of breaths ....and I ain't gotta go too far/
-Let's see if I can just make it out to my car/(8

They say to love thy neighbors n-
Most days that may be true/
But what do you do when your neighbors all try and murder you?/
They say to love thy neighbors n- 
Most days that may be true
Butwhat do you do when your neighbors all try and murder you/
I'm facing life (or undeath) 
Life (or undeath), life (or undeath)
Butwhatdo you do when your neighbors all try and murder you

Winded and frightened, I'm shaking as I get to my car/ 
Didn't waste any bullets but the blood on my blade is as about as black as tar/(1
Heart beating so fast (so fast, aah) but I know I gotta try and be calm/
One mission on hand (on hand, aah)cause I  gotta go and save my mom/(2
Make haste I'm alone on the streets
And the dead watch me as I drive right past/
Thank goodness I followed that hunch last night when I filled my tank with gas/(3
Put my lead foot down as I blew through town as I prayed that I wasn't too late/
Pulled in to the block as I witness all the carnage in a panicked state/(4
All The fear and the gore was enough to almost make me throw up (throw up)/
Yo i couldn't believe this is the same neighborhood that had watched me grow up/(5
Saw lifelong friends become undead as they swarmed my mother's house/
Body parts all mangled with foaming blood around their mouths/(6
My eyes shed tears and I faced my fears as I plowed right through the crowd/
Couple gun shots here and a sword swipe there as they all fell to the ground/(7
Held em back by flame as I used my key got in and my mom was saved/
But I saved two rounds for us in case we can't make it out unscathed/(8

Hook 
They say to trust your friends n-
Most days that may be true/
But what do you do when it's your friends who try and murder you?/
They say to trust your friends n- 
Most days that may be true/
Butwhat do you do when it's your friends who try and murder you/
I'm facing life (or undeath) 
Life (or undeath), life (or undeath)
Butwhatdo you do when it's your friends  who try and murder you

I'm facing life (or undeath) 
Life (or undeath), life (or undeath)
Life (or undeath)  
I'm facing life (or undeath) 
Life (or undeath), life (or undeath)
Life (or undeath)

Class 1-A - LOU (Life Or Undeath)

Everyone was hyped about the RISE fetival

Seeing all their favorite artists on that high pedestal 

Janna and her friends were first online to get tickets

Done with one click in the shopping cart she did it-


Got an email- with the digital pass- It said-

 “this rise fest will be one to remember- 

...by the way Im sure you’ve heard of the RISE SQUAD, 

and aren’t you in luck- we’re accepting new members


-Janna almost fell out of her seat- “for real- the RISE SQUAD?!”

“No way” she couldn’t believe-

-This is every fan’s innermost dream- being asked 

To break bread with the truly elite


Her reply was an immediate FUKKKK YESSSS

She was in without any hesitation

The rep said “we’ll be so very happy to have you…

Thats of course if you can pass initiation” 


AND SO-

Janna arrived at the specified place, by the gate- (by the gate)

One week before the Festival’s Date (festivals date)

Truthfully she felt a little ashamed,

Because she left her friends behind but she couldn’t be blamed (couldn’t be blamed)


-She introduced herself to her two new companions,

Jorje and Donna- comrades in action

They were cool… but Janna had a sinking suspicion

That these two might just be the competition


They were startled by the sudden realization

That they were being watched, Jenna’s head did a rotation

90 degrees to where the figures stood waiting

Black robes and animal heads on their frames-


“It’s the committe” the three pledges gasped,

Taken aback by the taxidermied faces-

The stag said “Welcome to our Hall-

Who here will prove deserving of a place?”


He drew a long knife and held it out inviting-

“Which one of you will receive our tiding- 

we have strict laws of which we’re all abiding-

Now See your teammates? Put the pointy end inside them”


Donna laughed, man he had to be joking- 

but the air had gone decidedly cold-

Jorje took a half step back 

Janna gulped- but she had to be bold-


Janna walked up and extended her hand- Donna gasped- tried to flinch- but sayed stuck in her place- —Jorje was in a similar state- stone still, white faced he looked truly amazed-


They won’t really die right? Its all part of the game- theyre both part of the SQUAD- they wanna see if ill cave. And so Janna took the knife resolved to be brave- turned to Jorje and jammed the blade in his face

Bleak n Mild - Rise Squad

He works for the minimum, feeling numb
Doing odd jobs till the paper comes
Always sure thing in the Autumn sun
Swing into the spot like a pendulum
Grab the application and he fills it out
Even though that's what his resume is all about
They don't call any of his freakin references
If they are they ain't leaving any messages
Then he shows up filling out more words and numbers on these forms
Then an orientation about how to complete his chores
And just like that now he's back on tap, he'll have beer money in about two weeks
Gotta just sit back, and then fill these racks, until everybody hits them streets
Happy Halloween
He's teachable
Doing good work well it's feasible
But they pretend that every items squeezable
Ain't sitting here trying to be unreasonable
It's seasonal, demeanable
Spirit over here but it's regional
Only took three weeks of servicing the customer before our hero feeling fuckin miserable
October 1st, they all showing up like freaks
Little kids and idiots and big titty goth ladies
And every size that's in between
Everybody that feels so unique
And every time a new one rolls in gotta hear that sensor scream
Where's your spirit
Let me see it
Raise your streamers to the ceiling
Witches is our business and our business here is screaming
Where's your spirit
Let me see it
Share it with the ones that need it
Give a spooky greeting to each and everybody who visits
Where's your spirit
let me see it
Make yourself and me believe it
Rake us up a profit or we'll leave ya out and leave ya fridged
Where's your spirit
let me see it
where's your spirit
let me see it

where's your spirit
show me your spirit

What they want is inhumane, goddamn insane
Don't they know people aren't really made that way
Never naturally, they custom made
Imprint inlaid from a factory
Baby not today, is what he tried to say
Till a feeling came, like a growing pain
Cause he feels contained by his need for pay
every member of his team feels the exact same way
But now he's standing up, he's had enough
Every shift it sucks, and the lack of funds
So he's feeling pumped like he's got the guts
He doesn't have much but his word and nuts
And massive debt, and of course the rent
Always overspent and they will collect
Cause they won't forget when he cash that check
mate come correct, try this instead
Tell me, do you have any plans for your career?
If we expanded could you see yourself with us in 5 years?
Specializing in fall fears is just one of our main tiers
And if you wanted to stay here, we'll make you king of the cashiers
Feels like he crashed down, blacked out
3 percent boost in the bank account
Feels tossed about, when he came around
He was finding out he was selling out
Oh lordy me, how could this be?
He's a larger cog in a vast machine
And he's losing steam and he dares to dream
That everything could go differently


And now our hero’s totally heel
little bit of power he was making a deal
signed him up for life man it's a hell of steal
Daddy need to eat he said he’s keeping it real
now he's probably going to hell
for an 98 toyota tercel
sold his soul and if you asked him for how much he probably never will tell
because the total it was lower than shit
But he still got a job on November 1
And many more months after that to come
Got that god mode OP golden gun
big boy bank having all the fun
Said they're ready for their second phase
Shaking up the furniture and rearrange
They're really gonna try to lift up that face
Well sign him up boys if that's the case
He could use a fire where there once was soul
He could fill the emptiness with piano
He can get down with these wreaths and snow
He's been known to party with mistletoe?
Speakers playing something religious
They said that they're shifting the business
October's for Halloween but after that I think that every month that we’re gonna do christmas!

1337 G33K B33F - Where's Your Spirit

Verse 1:

Copped a pair of tickets to Aguadilla Puerto Rico
A Shabby Single prop shook the fabric off my geek soul
Landed in the crop dust atmosphere of thick musk
Scooped a rusty jeep up and headed towards freedom

Dusk on the horizon eyelids full of sandbags
Vehicle wheezed engine seized in a hard lag
Halted on a back road skyline made of Onyx
Freezing with no compass as the night descends upon us

Saw a dingy porch light flicker in the distance
Hooky guard the mothership, I'm gonna find assistance
Local at the creaky door speaking broken English
Gave me what I needed but proceeded with a pretense

Pre-Chorus:

Moon rises
You can hear the crickets...

Creepy eyes
Staring through the thicket...

If you're quiet
You can hear him walking...

Run and hide, from the night stalker

Chorus:

The Chupacabra X 4 (Everybody Do the Chupacabra)

Verse 2:

Trudging down the highway something peering through the cold wind
Hooky's phone was on the seat soaked in hemoglobin
Audio recording stored a bone rattling wail
Eyes illuminated peering through the blood trail

Equipped the maglight and the machete that I picked up
Scoured the landscape as I wandered through the thick brush
Foot hit a pothole dropped in a rock bowl, and froze as I saw a gargoyle with a dark soul

Hookshot appeared lacerated to all hell
Slung me on his shoulder as he bellowed a Loud yell
Swinging for the fences mumbling and chattering
Struggling to spit a sentence, What is hell happening?!

We need to move, no time for explanation
Stumbling and listening to cackles, heart racing
Revved the engine pedal pushing through the Macabre
And Narrowly escaped to tell the tale of Chupacabra

Pre-Chorus:

Moon rises
You can hear the crickets...

Creepy eyes
Staring through the thicket...

If you're quiet
You can hear him walking...

Run and hide, from the night stalker

Chorus:

The Chupacabra X 4 (Everybody Do the Chupacabra)

Bridge:

Creature dark as granite, ancient as the earth
This ain't our planet, They were here first
Never see em coming, lurking in the shadow
Thinking were the apex, to them were just cattle X 2

Chorus:

The Chupacabra X 4 (Everybody Do the Chupacabra)

1up Funk - Chupacabra

Instrumental by DopeBoyzMusic.
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They say I should stop making diss tracks 
Against these bastards who are just acting as rappers and probably wouldn't hit back
But I gotta make em pay for the errors of their ways.
As a hacker and a rapper, I put interest on their syntax
I see the racism inside, I peeped the peephole
You get through ya life, stereotyping all people
You say that it’s common sense but try to escape the consequence
With back-handed compliments, your tactics are all see through
mc chris-level apology, it don’t even matter
You can't see the problem with ya tweets, and that’s even sadder
They say I should rise above, get my feet up on the ladder 
But I'm pissed off, you'll get pissed on. Suck my dick, I'll clear my bladder
You actually call yourself a rapper.  The audacity
Get out the kitchen, Josh. You ain't cookin' bars. You can't stand the heat  
It’ll cost you an arm and leg to think you can handle me
And when you've lost, we'll see your family bury an amputee

YEEEEAH, there’s some like Joshua
Racists around the world stay dumb like Joshua
YEEEEAH, better run fast Joshua
Black rappers in nerdcore and none like Joshua

You say that Asians dominate intelligence, you don't
Say that to my face and try to walk away, you won't
You need to check yourself, better talk with a new tone
Or I'mma having you cryin' for your momma like a Cubone
Culture vulture, fast rap isn’t done well
Got receipts of deleted tweets, left a crumb trail
You advertised music with "RAP" in ya thumbnails
After George Floyd, you advertised with Blacks in ya thumbnails
Checked your Youtube, saw millions of new views,
Plus some rappers  you were dope, but I ignored them  
I watched some video of yours, my IQ getting low of course
You bring a whole brand new definition to boredom
The only difference tween you and these other generic
Youtube anime rappers is occasionally you tour some
But underneath I see that you only achieve to be another
White rapper in the scene appropriatin' for fun

YEEEEAH, there’s some like Joshua
Racists around the world stay dumb like Joshua
YEEEEAH, better run fast Joshua
Black rappers in nerdcore and none like Joshua

Alright, that last line might seem like a pompous statement
Because you say there's a part of you that's partly Asian
Now I ain't tryna hate on the way you that address yourself
But take a  good long look in the mirror and assess yourself
You used to record verses, said you like rappin' 
Then you grew a beard, now you're white-passin'
So when I say appropriation, there's a way I mean it
You only bring up being an Asian when it's convenient

YEEEEAH, there’s some like Joshua
Racists around the world stay dumb like Joshua
YEEEEAH, better run fast Joshua
Black rappers in nerdcore and none like Joshua

Double Analog - Welcome to the Life of Walter Henry Sherman

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