Fandom: Dragon Ball Z
Character: Perfect Cell

THIS MY FINAL FORM
THAT VIOLENT STORM'LL SEND A SHIVER DOWN YOUR SPINAL CORD
I'VE ABSORBED THE SKILLS & TACTICS OF YOUR WHOLE ENTIRE FIGHTING FORCE
I'M KNOWN FOR PEELING CAPS & MAKING TIMELINES WORSE
I'M FROM THE FUTURE WHERE THE CITY'S ALL ASHES & FLAMES
GOKU ARRIVED & Y'ALL WERE THINKING HUMANITY'S SAVED
BUT THAT HEART DISEASE FROM SPACE HAD HIM FUCKED UP!!!!!
GOKU DIED & SWEAR TO KAMI, I WAS LAUGHING FOR DAYS
I'M FROM THE FUTURE WHERE YOUR FRIENDS ARE ALL GHOSTED
TEN TOES DOWN IN MY ARENA STRAIGHT POSTED
TEN FOES DOWN, AND I BARELY EVEN NOTICED
KEEP IT FOCUSED, LOCAL FARMERS
PUMP YA SHOTTIES
THIS YOUR MOMENT!
YOU BETTER HOPE YOUR SON CAN HANDLE ME, SON
'CAUSE WHEN THIS BATTLE IS DONE IF I'VE WON IT YOUR PLANET IS DUST
I'D ESTIMATE YOUR CHANCE STATUS AS NONE
YOU AND ALL YOUR BUDDIES
SQUARE UP DUMMIES
IT'S ROUND 1


BUT YOU WASN'T EVEN BLOCKING WHERE I HIT YOU WITH THE PERFECT SHOT
Y'ALL READY OR NOT?
BETTER GET CHARGED UP
GET YOUR HAIR DYES OUT & START TURNING BLONDE
BOP BOP BOP
WHO'S UP NEXT?
WHO SAID TRUNKS?
OOPS! TRUNKS DEAD!
AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT FOR SHOWING UP TO THE GAME, BOYS DON'T FORGET


LISTEN
I THINK Y'ALL NEED TO SHOW SOME GRATITUDE
& THANK ME FOR THIS PEEK AT PERFECTION THAT I JUST GRANTED YOU
MAYBE ALL THAT TALKING'S TOO ADVANCED FOR YOU
IF YOU REALLY WANTED TO DIE ALL THEN YOU HAD TO DO WAS ASK ME, FOOLS

VPC 7 Round 1

Perfect Cell [Joey Z, Big Fake] - Ten Toes

Fandom: Fate//Zero

Pose a question to a splinted mirror, what is honor?
Roses on war’s coffers, blinding irony of justice not lost on her
On the other hand, I can raise a nation with my fellow man
Martydom’s scam ain’t the plan, not fallin’ for glory’s grim temptation
I want to save every life I can, without discrimination
Superheroes never seem to have the foresight to remove sights
Erectin’ vicious cycles, baitin’ me to it’s bloody current, and I’ll bite


I need to get stronger, honor the promise to her by that ol’ river
Cut, clipped, ran on repeat in a mind timed by my heartbeat’s valor
Angered by failure, not gonna turn tail, can’t turn tail, I ain’t hear no bell
Never abandon my ideals, curdling cry I’d feel, be still my beating heart you must steel


To rectify atrocities that pile the bodies on my lonely shoulders (so small)
Kill to stand righteous above the misplaced sins of my holy father (so small)
Every bump on the grip, every click of the hammer’s backward trip, with smoky scent of gunpowder
Every inch of the blade, spilled innocence stained on my face, but my aim can’t falter
Please tell me I did some good, ‘cause this failure doesn’t feel like honor


Hail to the warrior’s honor's benefactor, the good ol’ mighty dollar
Erase my face from the memory of the world when my use is up, I’m used to it, I do it enough
Razed a nation of my fellow man, maternal mentor ain’t safe from the safeguard plan
Over a means to an end that seems to defend dissonance that screams to pretend
Every life in front of me can be saved until they’re deserving of the business end
Sins keep stackin’ the jenga tower of my moral compass, I’ll take ‘em all on for this psuedo-righteous crisis


Artoria, naivete is hearing ya, with hypocrisy smeared and dripping all over ya
Recognition of the emancipation of completing fate’s equation should be met with jubilation, right?
Entertain the ideals of children, romanticize the silent answers from a war that wasn’t even my fight


Nail me to the cost, I birthed Eve as an empath to clear the path of salvation by my righteous wrath
All this sounding contradictory right? That’s how you sound pondering contracted victory’s plight
Ideals at a head, deals to get ahead, feels like you got me read, but my resolve is steeled so hard, my heart is dead (STOP)
Von Einsbern stuck her neck out and I loved her, look at these palms, look where that got her


Every action in reactive fashion plays into the chessboard I piecemealed with souls hanging from a buttstock’s mariannette 
Kids, women, men caught in my net form the mare free from the notion that I was sworn to protect
I don’t know how to save anyone, I can’t save anyone, soul and mind can never connect
Death directs the tragedy of honor’s scam, and front row, center, and alone, here I am


In the full moon's rise filling my sullen eyes
Life's just a crazy bag of marbles, I've come to realize 
Some marbles are rare, some are fun, some kidnap kiddy marbles for gifts
Some marbles cracked, some I shattered, some marbles reaped a death less swift
Or a marble is handicapped, strapped down with their family marbles kidnapped for bait
And you kill those marbles as a stop-gap as they watch their marble suffocate at the stake
Marble morality ain't binary, but the memory of these marbles just hurt me
All I wanted was to save every marble in front of me


HOOK
Every sacrifice in the name of holy honor
Martyrs dance the tune of the rich man's slaughter
Idle hands dole grand destruction
As witness to your wars' seduction

Optimistic Nihilists [Jay Ogier, Voltaire Slapadelic] - Marbles

Fandom: Final Fantasy IV
Character: The Mist Dragon

Fandom: Final Fantasy IV
Character: Mist Dragon, protector of the caller's village, Mist.

Mist. Rose from the depths
cold dragon breath: the cause of death
I protect and intercept
tears of ice, dead soldiers wept
Secrets kept, this callers home
I'll die before that fact be known
The king himself, the red wings flown
overblown aggesion shown
Prone, but I won't stand down
to Baron or it's pompous crown
I'll die before I let that clown
come snuff out lives and burn this town
Around these caves I rule Supreme
a nightmare in this fantasy
The final thing these ghosts have seen
before they float the Styx, upstream
Your victory, unlikely
I was trained by forces frightening
The cave of summons run by queen asura and leviathan
Unseen, I turn to mist
when they attack I end them twits
I blast 'em quick with ice
that burns like 40 licks of fire, shit
This murk do work on knights and mages for ages 
thousands of names of dead sages
littered on hundreds of pages
Got no patience for vagrants
payments adjacent to anguish
painful assaults on the languid
the abyss your final destination
I ain't playin by sayin'
my teeth leave blood and guts sprayin'
there ain't no game to be savin',
to the moon you rrally should be prayin'
Two men appear from out the dark
and one I sense a fearless heart
the other man be torn apart
from darkness that he cannot thwart
They start apart and slice and slash
their weapons try to pierce my back
I counter with a bite and catch
the dragoon as he's reeling back
I take the chance and turn to mist
in hopes that I can end this quick
the vapor chills their blood gets thick
my icy breath done the trick
They pause and regroup
meanwhile my strength I recoup
my next move I wisely choose
attack and separate the two
The dragoon leaps into the air
the dark knights eyes thry coldly stare into mine
and I see a light of which I was unprepared
To say I'm scared would take it lightly
my final battle this just might be
The dragon of mist defeated
my eyes forever shuttered tightly
rightly had I thought that
the dragoon appears with a blinding flash
and crashes through my middle back
with the piercing blade of his battle lance
I gasp my last, this mighty one
This final fight I couldn'tve won
And as my eyes slowly close
I get one last look at Rydia

Night City Glitches [NoShoes, #Raccune] - Mist

Fandom: MST3K
Character: Dr Clayton Firebrand Forrester

IN THE NOT TO DISTANT FUTURE
NEXT SUNDAY AD
this doctor stiched and sutured
cause someday maybe
I'll find the perfect movie
to widdle it your soul down
dont clown and jiggle it 
idiot control now 

come on with it we dont stress
monolitchic vhs
gamera barugon
the era that you on

you can tell i'm daddy-o
kim katrels my baddie tho

only with the deepest hurtin
pearl and mike keepin flirtin

there was a guy named joel
there WAS a guy named joel
there was a guy named joel
there was a guy

sidehackers fly by rocketship x-m
arm stretchin predilection
steeve reeves flexin  
digitate and falangeate you
manos the hands of fate ya space ape

crawling hand creepin
the eye creatures peepin
features for these cretins
deep hurting deep deepens
lazer blast fast past ya injure
cant outlast the master ninjure

uber braggin stupour saggin out the station wagon
secret agent super dragon protaggin


IN THE NOT TO DISTANT FURUTE NEXT SUNDAY 
TWO WARRIORS ARE LOCKED IN A BATTLE BEYOND TERRESTRIAL COMPREHENSION
DOCTOR CLAYTON FIREBRAND FORRESTER
USES HIS INVENTIONS TO OUTWIT AND BEGUILE
THE UNSCRUPULOUS JOEL AND HIS TOMFOOLISH CROW-NIES  
ALL FOR ONE SIMPLE, HUMBLE QUEST FOR WORLD DOMINATION

KKMDS [Ill Gill, Thugmasta J] - There was a guy named Joel

Fandom: Baki
Character:  Yujiro Hanma 

Yujiro
(Demon In The Back)


Intro/Bridge:
I think y’all funny/ I like y’all bloody/
I keep my shoes muddy/ Shit bout to get ugly/
Ima lion out the cage and i’m feelin jah hungry/
A savage for the ages, here to take my money/

Hook: 2x
Bitch I ain’t no hero, 
(Demon In The Back)
They call me Yujiro/
(Demon In The Back)
Alias is Ogre/
(Demon In The Back)
 Against me then its over/ 
(Demon In The Back)

Verse1: 
Kill all of your soldiers, ima one man army/
You can try to use guns, y’all weapons can’t harm me/
If you think you can stop me, than we can party/
This is not sparring, I am not Baki/
It could be karate, it will be boxing/
When the pain hits you, it is not stopping/
If you do not know me, than do not approach me/
I’ll tear out your eye just like Doppo Orochi/
You bleeding out slowly, and laying below me/
Said you was a fighter you gotta be joking/
Looks to me like you need way more experience/
Traveled the world, spread out my lineage/ 
Winnings continuous, 
Fuck all your titles, I beat all the Kios, 
Bitch, I am Survival!/





Bridge:
I think y’all funny/ 
(Demon In The Back Bruh)
I like y’all bloody/
(Demon In My Back Ya’ll)
I keep my shoes muddy/ 
(Demon In The Back Tho)
Shit bout to get ugly/
(Demon In The Back Yo)
Ima lion out the cage/
(Demon In The Back)
And i’m feelin jah hungry/
(Demon In The Back)
A savage for the ages/
(Demon In The Back)
Here to take my money/
(Demon In The Back)


Hook: 2x
Bitch I ain’t no hero, 
(Demon In The Back)
They call me Yujiro/
(Demon In The Back)
Alias is Ogre,
(Demon In The Back)
 Against me then its over/ 
(Demon In The Back)
Bitch I ain’t no hero/
They call me Yujiro/
Alias is Ogre/
Against me then its over/





END

VPC7, Round 1

Green Lotus [Osiris Green, RiotOnTheBeat] - Yujiro

Fandom: Marvel
Character: Magneto

Frankenstein's Monster - Fireproof [Mark Cooper, Prowess The Testament]

-Verse 1-
It's all good in the brotherhood
My iron level is up to Par like Tiger Woods
Tailored good, suited in my ways considered the bad guy
but let's look into the neighborhood yes we should
The same peers saying fight the power 
Use double standards to take the power out the fight 
every hour
Every minute every second that you breathe cuz to the humans you gutter trash wolverine metal fiend 
Controlling metals in my the palm of my hand 
The same heavy metal the main criminals can understand
Without a question claiming I'm the lethal weapon learn a lesson what happens if... 
Serve and protecting now had a change of plans 
Man you still mad at what the 80s did, but let tech become the prime source of raising kids
While you sit and worship what Xavier did
Just know I don't need a squad protecting the crib

-Hook- 
You say we all people 
but at the same time we not equal (we know)
I am not your hero, but you view evil by the peephole (zeroes)

I just wanna roam on my own
can't you just leave me alone 
So blessed with the ego
Come and take shots at Magneto (heroes)

-Verse 2-
(We go) presto change, Mystique on the pipsqueaks, no Black Panther cutting this deep
Strip the power away from these rich geeks 
To the one With small shock value, like who let Jubilee speak...
You burn bridges I move bridges in my direction 
Make decisions like one ways in the intersection 
No more mutants so intentional 
Then next call the X-Men when there's the night of the sentinels 
You hate Rogue but you carry traits of mistakes, 
You hate Storm(s) cuz you probably drown in a lake
Yo hate Charles you outside of your mind
Acting like Cable and Bishop always losing track of time, yeah
The Uncle Sam of magnesium taking capital and teasing em, stimulating the medium 
Worldwide I'm reaching em, what I'm teaching 'em is calling me the villain when its your own peers doing the killings
I'm just chilln 

-Hook- 
You say we all people 
but at the same time we not equal (we know)
I am not your hero, but you view evil by the peephole (zeroes)

I just wanna roam on my own
Can't you just leave me alone 
So blessed with the ego
Come and take shots at Magneto (heroes)

Take your best shot at Magneto x4
Take your best shot at Magneto x4
(You heroes are zeroes) x2

Fireproof [Mark Cooper, Prowess The Testament] - Frankenstein's Monster

Fandom: Steven Universe
Character: Spinel

playtime is a song written from the perspective of the character Spinel from Steven Universe the Movie, who in the film is brought to a place of anger from her feelings of abandonment and decides to take out her pain on those who the person she thought loved her had chosen instead.

----


That's right, I'm not the one to love
And but a fool to dream
That's right, I'm not the one to love 
My solo losing team
That's right, I'm not the one to love
Some plaything you don't need
Implied that I was good enough
but that wasn't what you'd mean

--

That's right, my Rose has thorns to spare
Chose from those who'd care, I didn't make the cut
Bright light's supposed to burn, so fair
Goes to show we shared unbidden cravings

But it's like time spent with gems depends
On whims and ends that tend to shift and bend for some
She'd lied but I played pretend because
(I thought we were best friends)

Such a clod to trust and want you
Ushered on through signs of threats
Hence rushed and got too much involved
You'd once upon new times for deference

Burned not read, deferred to death
While blurred intent left much distress
I learned instead, then heard he'd said 
(I love my friends)

--

That's right, I'm not the one to love 
And but a fool to dream
That's right, I'm not the one to love 
My solo losing team
That's right, I'm not the one to love
Some plaything you don't need
Implied that I was good enough
but that wasn't what you'd mean

--

I don't wanna play no more, forewarning
Know every available port is storming
Time to come and take what's yours
Performing hostilities for culpabilities you're ignoring

But I was so adorable, right? Your darling
Now I'm such horrible sight and starving
How durable is your world to blight? It's starting
Deplorable basket case not asking to bargain

Beg your pardon but the loneliest of stones hit the dark
In the garden where the only thing we'd grow is apart
Now I've hardened far too slowly, only known for the sharp bits
For audience of one heartless narcissist in charge

You're not her but hide behind a target shaped grin
You've prospered, denying me the cross I've beared since
Imposter! I've lost all so you could just exist?
Your roster's soon crossed off my to do justice list

--

That's right, I'm not the one to love 
Harm or be harmed it seems
That's right, I'm not the one to love 
Your turn to lose some things
That's right, I'm not the one to love
Now playtime's over, see?
Feels like now I'm not good at all
And I'm gonna watch you bleed

ExtraDial [Damn Selene, lizardgrove] - playtime

Fandom: Hunter x Hunter 
Character: Chrollo

Forever set, a precious moon is lost
The others mourn him with ceremony grand
Rising up to heaven the lighting moon frost
With a melody from the mourning band
Harvest barren wine spilled
Lovers slumber beside the bloody, scarlet eyes
Though cut in half shall be your number 


Verse 1:
Whether a heist or a verse, it’s highly rehearsed
If you don’t fight me at first then I’ll politely be cursed
Use a Ben’s knife to end lives, whenever my friends fight
We use the flip of a coin to keep our heads right
A specialized crew, we victimize fools
Who drape their wrongdoings in society’s rules
We rob from the rich and head somewhere scenic 
Give it to the me cause I swear that I need it
Born in a meteors crater, not a hero or savior
Racking up favors, just to zero it later 
Put a price on my own head diversionary tactics
Battled assassins and we all did wicked backflips
No time for the devil, I’m a couple letters off
Like a mob boss’ daughter you’d be so much better off
If the power that you held was just committed to my journal
Where it can reside for all of time eternal


Hook:
Gotta see it to believe it
Open the book and read it
Tell me all your secrets
Your powers not deleted
I promise that I’ll keep it
And I’ll let you stay alive
Not quite even exchange
But we all must pay a price
Put your hand on the book
Put your life in my hands
Not a bad deal
At least from where I stand 


Verse 2:
Eight legs, twin fangs, big gang
Leave the whole town of York New in pain
With strats and tactics, my reach is near galactic
The mastermind is back and his pack is massive
Only seventh place, with respect to strength
But I come in first at accepting blame
Might sneak onto a boat to reach another continent
But at this point I’d hope the obstinance is obvious 
King of the dirt hill, the mole hill, the ant hill
When we see another bug we drop the anvil
Fight to a standstill, life is a land fill
But it’s my landfill, and the fight in me is ample
the head of this spider, no arachnid sits higher
Lack a number on my back as a status signifier
Like a cross that’s been inverted, the cause has been perverted
Associated hunters are naught but a diversion 


Hook:
Gotta see it to believe it
Open the book and read it
Tell me all your secrets
Your powers not deleted
I promise that I’ll keep it
And I’ll let you stay alive
Not quite even exchange
But we all must pay a price
Put your hand on the book
Put your life in my hands
Not a bad deal
At least from where I stand 


Verse 3:
A troupe of phantoms, that grouped at random
The type to take some eyes or a tooth for ransom
Labeled trash or refuse and then abandoned 
Luckily for all I had some agency to hand them
I forged this gang in devotions flame
Then quenched the blade in our ocean of pain
The resources we gained sparked greed uncontained
And the forces we faced are how our power was obtained 
Master of my own fate, master of my own floor
The bastard that you all hate, who settles all his own scores/
I rock two crosses which amount to options/
For saying your prayers when you count your losses/

dubldragon. [Skeptik, Danny G] - Bandit's Secret

Fandom: Fallout 4
Character: Nick Valentine

Valentine Detective Agency

[VERSE 1]
Diamond City, you'll find him sitting, Shining pretty, 
When crimes are fishy, he's diving in, and he's finding history,
Kinda shifty, your hidings shitty, I'll find it quickly,
I'm tired of quizzing, I fire em quickly, your fried and crispy
Harriet Tubman, I'm helping out with the railroad,
Carrying something, my trunk will fill up like J Lo
Anger the gunman, you making nothing but stale dough
Manage to touch em, I thump him, you go to jail bro,
The Institute, are just picking people to flicker through,
They quick remove, and replace them basically switcheroo
They taking ages, they send in agents I pray for you,
They breaking rules, this is blatant flagrant, I make em lose,
Rock bottom hurts its too drastic sober I'm henny slurping
Blue cotton shirts, cute fabrics woven, you jelly? Perfect
Too hot my circuits, are overloading with deadly serpents
You got some work then just pass it over to Ellie Perkins,


[VERSE 2]
Be your companion from the dead zone to far harbour
Cyborg a stallion you dread chrome I'm far harder
All hope abandoned when heads blown I'm part martyr
Too raw and handsome I'm well known, Travis Barker
I'm hacking terminals, ladies come get your private dick
I'm acting merciful, you maybe you shouldn't try it kid
I'm blasting murder you, no shading where the iris is
This man is versatil, get paid in cheques for finding shit,
My chest synthetic, I'll blow your head and I wont regret it,
You'll need a medic, get slowly deaded it's so pathetic
I'm more humane than this whole plane I'm empathetic
I'm super brave and I'm getting paid handfulls of credits
I'm at peace with, the vault loads of vagrants
Try be decent, we all glow the same kid,
Never bleeding, this cyborg is painless,
Its not a secret, because you all know my name is,

CyberFunk2077 [Banditt, SynthLad] - Valentine Detective Agency

13. Bizarre - Robbing Spree (Feat. RJ Payne)

Rating: Explicit
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/149206
Summary:  "There, that's it, perfect, shut your eyes and don't move - and don't speak."
Music: Eerie Calm by Paul Mottram

dubldragon. [Skeptik, Danny G] - Bandit's Secret

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