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

VPC 7 Round 1

Night City Glitches [NoShoes, #Raccune] - Mist

Fandom: Bob's Burgers
Character: Gene

Smiles times from your brother in a burger suit
No formal training but a banger what I'm bringing you
We  Playing in the hallway and I'm taking commissions
we Slaying every sunday, more relatable Simpsons
Your Head spins when I'm dressing up like queen latifah 
we can always make it sweeter, mom’s got candy in the freezer
when the guests come in DROP a beat and make em go wild
Best friend Ken jumping all up in the freestyle
I'll stay with geoffrey, I don't wanna grow up
Ask my mom to come and get me if I pee on this rug
home alone and I’ve been pacing, I’ve been facing my fears
the only one inside my home who’s never hiding his ears
And I’ve been begging for a snack like I’ve been begging for your pardon
eat a taco on a toilet that was placed inside a garden
Sisters got my back if we should ever have a problem
best legs in the family, for sure the smoothest bottom


All I need on this earth is some good food 
To make grooves even if I don't know how to
D-I-Y baby that's been My whole life
and i know that
Everybody wants to see me succeed so
Inhibitions I just threw them out  the window
So do your part
every fart is a work of art

I know my family will always save a seat for me
when i'm feeling agony they help me through the tragedy 
steering clear of apathy and lose myself in rhapsody
and my keyboard says it perfectly    


What I'm supposed to do? Just sit on my hands?
The lord done blessed me with this body be a sin to not dance
Clothing only a suggestion when you get in this trance
And You do not need pants when in New Geneland, and
I'm never ever made to feel like I suck
Even when I'm in a laser dog bark fart rut
End of day it's safe to say I'm feeling good cause they know
I got a built-in audience if I should put on a show
I'd be pouring on the charm so that they couldn't say no 
Sorry that I filled the burger grinder full of Play-Doh
So baby hit me with that gravy, i can't guarantee your safety 
Bette Midler better play me, 
Can't nobody center stage me


All I need on this earth is some good food 
To make grooves even if I don't know how to
D-I-Y baby that's been My whole life
and i know that
Everybody wants to see me succeed so
Inhibitions I just threw them out  the window
So do your part
every fart is a work of art

I know my family will always save a seat for me
when i'm feeling agony they help me through the tragedy 
steering clear of apathy and lose myself in rhapsody
and my keyboard says it perfectly    

I'm writing constantly and no one's ever stopping me
all about the harmony and never about profiting
maybe I'm a prodigy that wouldn't eat his broccoli
my keyboard says it perfectly like

Muscle Laughing Shrimp [Beefy, tanner4105] - Every Fart is a Work of Art

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: Cowboy Bebop
Character: Jet Black

They know me well 
My rep precedes me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

It’s show and tell
When they see me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

You’re in my space
Aye
This is my race
Aye
You will always be behind me


Don’t talk to me like I’m mad
No no
Don’t talk to me like I’m mad
Don’t do it

That’s a throwback for ya
Forget what I can do and it could go bad for ya
Been in the trenches building a rep
You know why they call me black dog
Not because I’m savage with the ladies. 
I won’t cap nah
But if you got baggage that you hate and
Need it tracked down
I got the squad to do it. It’s gravy
Put the cash down
Aye

Y’all hypin lil bro cuz he reckless
Okay
But we both borderline obsessive
Yeah
Look at me, I’m constantly progressing
He’s stuck in his past
And it’s sad


That’s why I’m the leader
I stay in my bag
I'm not the one. You gotta pay for the task
I’m Emeril Lagasse
If you in my posse
If you think I use too much flavor just ask

I stay on my Ragu I’m saucing
They know that it’s costly
To blip on my radar I’m fast
To turn a bounty into a pile of cash
Can’t trust many people
Cuz friendship is evil 
like Udai. Betrayal, it seems like a Fad
Being naive costs and arm and leg
If you’re lucky you might add some shine from the trash
You’ll catch the blues trying to hide when we track
And it goes like


They know me well 
My rep precedes me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

It’s show and tell
When they see me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

You’re in my space
aye
This is my race
aye
You will always be behind me



If you’re on my bad side I’m a shark
Always been paper first even for pleasure
Want full pockets like I hit Spiders from Mars
Sometimes your circle is brilliant
But take too many risks hold order in high disregard

Constantly feel like I’m babysitting
Look I’m mean with the steel but I’ll slay the kitchen
Trip and I don’t need to act cause Faye can get you
Easy to feel secure when the lady’s Vicious
And that pun was intended
Respected so I just have fun with the system

Plus when I’m spittin
I glide on the track like it’s Astro (Astral)
Not talking bout Gate hackers. I’m past those
Grind hard. Look I hate slackers. I bag folks
Turn em in. Take the cake. After I dash though
Have fun. Raise the stakes. Gotta Make it stack mo’

Might try to gamble with the Woolongs
You can’t even handle what my GroupOn
Not talking discounts either. Full price up front or you gone
You want beef I’ll give you bell peppers to chew on

Keep it moving if you say my star could fall
I know losing people might be too hard for y’all
But I’ve been ditched I’ve been broken I’ve been scarred and all
Should have abandonment issues the way they’ve all run off

But I grieve when I grind
My heart’s gonna bleed every time
Til I find my peace still inside
That’s after I reach deep in my mind
My heart’ll catch the blues but I still remain a beast can't deny


They know me well 
My rep precedes me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

It’s show and tell
When they see me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

You’re in my space
aye
Shipping my place
aye
You will always be behind me

Deshko [Kadesh Flow, Ryako] - Show'NTell

Fandom: Harry Potter
Character: The Sorting Hat

This one goes out to my man Robert Galbraith. 
Sorting gang. We're the worst. 

[chorus] x2
If I can sort you in then I can sort you out. 
You couldn't thwart all the things that I've brought about. 
How did Lord Voldemort find supportive crowds? 
See, you're taught to be naughty in the naughty house. 

[verse 1]
I set the wheels in motion. I sense your real emotions 
and send you reeling into the field I've chosen. 
Perchance evil potions, deeds of deep revulsion. 
I'll achieve my goals as long as I meet the quotient. 
I'm not even coaching, just picking the teams 
and filling Slytherin with all of the shittiest tweens. 
These kids will be in smithereens and no one intervenes. 
My little scheme tickles me till I split at the seams. 
And Dumbledore... 
Did you think that dumdum just stumbled through the door? 
Or got that gig on merits? Like being careless 
and looking away when children perish 
in perilous scenarios? Or get very close to some scary ghost 
with varicose veins and hairy toes, wearing burial clothes? 
I put him in with confidence 
that I would find the odd use for his obtuse incompetence. 

[chorus] x2

[verse 2]
Who divides and conquers spies and plonkers? 
'Tis I, the bonnet. "And why? It's wrong?" 'Cause I'm just bonkers. 
My best sponsors are mindless wanderers, 
floundering onwards unaware of what unkindness conjures. 
Blind, unconscious, while I write destinies 
and set trajectories. Yes I'm a hat, but I pick the accessories. 
Expressed unease, rest in peace. No one suspects a headpiece, 
but I've got the future all laid out in excel spreadsheets. 
Deadbeats and death eaters make up my faculty 
I pick the children like fruit off an apple tree. 
The alchemy of apathy as I essentialize, 
categorize and emphasize the differential lines. 
Never empathize. Just spread empty lies like how Mars and Venus, 
and vulvas, ovaries, balls and penis 
share an important link, and other sordid things. 
It's a boring kink, I know, but I sort of think...

[chorus]

[outro variant]
If I can sort you in then I can sort you out. 
You couldn't thwart all the things that I've brought about. 
How did Joanne Rowling find supportive crowds? 
See, you're taught to be naughty...

.5 Quartet [Vincent E.L., Ardamus] - Sort You Out

Know Shoes, Know Served (NoShoes Diss)

“Fake Friends” is a moody, melodic anthem about seeing through the masks people wear and finding peace in walking alone. It blends vulnerability and strength, turning betrayal into self-assurance. With echoey vocals and a chill, late-night vibe, the song captures the moment you stop chasing approval and start owning your truth — calm, confident, and done pretending.

Fake Friends

Bull & Bear Variation

...Six o'clock. Is this a joke? That daily grind again.
But hey, without that grind, it would be a void. That's the joke I don't want to understand.

The sun shines through the cracks, as if it were something magical, blah blah.
My head is pounding, last night was really bad—and she was there, thank goodness.
My bed pulls me back, the luxury of that cotton.
But then I hear a rumbling, and I know I have to, otherwise I'm a clown.
Because somewhere in that house, there's someone demanding again—attention, no debit card, honestly.
So I have to get up, my back cracks like a loser, but I do walk.
Without me, that chicka is (of course) a user who loses her booster—and I don't want that, ever.

She's the reason, yes, the reason for this compulsion,
That I have to show my face, day in, day out, all the time.
That chick of mine, forever and ever there, yes indeed,
Like a ticket on your window—but one you're happy to pay, an avenger—of the void.
I love her (or something)—I love her, damn it!—that's the script I have to wear,
The sunrise in her eyes? No, the reflection of my questions—that she answers all.

My coffee is too lukewarm, the traffic jam is a joke, just like this marriage—that I don't want with anyone else.
But the schedule says: deliver, the daily injection. That she gives me.
I push that chaos away, with that thought: what am I supposed to get now?
Some new trend—that makes her happy, and that's the only deal.
She's my budget manager, my taste police, my prison—the one who keeps my life in order.
Without me, she'd get lost, in her own drunken genesis—and I can't watch that.
And I have to be the hero, to keep that fiction alive,
Otherwise the drama is too much, and then I have to shower again and shoulder—to hug her.

She's the reason, yes, the reason for this compulsion,
That I have to show my face, day in, day out, all the time.
That chick of mine, forever and ever there, yes indeed,
Like a ticket on your window—but one you're happy to pay, an avenger—of the void.
I love her (or something)—I love her, damn it!—that's the script I have to wear,
The sunrise in her eyes? No, the reflection of my questions—which she answers all.

It's not about perfection, it's about control—no, it's about everything.
Knowing that when I'm gone, she'll cry is wonderful—but then I cry harder.
Her hand in mine? Yes, then I know where she's going—and where I'm supposed to be.
It's the mortgage, the car, the brand that drives me—she is that brand, she is the "why."
She's the burden, the assurance that I'm not alone in this suffering—and that's worth its weight in gold.
The reason I know I won't just run away—I don't want to be without her, fat.

When I get home, empty and ready, the interrogation session follows,
"Why are you late? Who did you see?" Not an injection of energy—but a homecoming.
The simplicity of "How was your day?" is a trap, I've been warned—because she cares about me. Because then the list of complaints follows, and my soul is crushed again—and then healed.
And I say, "I love you," with that hollow gaze—which is actually full of love, the routine tested,
Because as long as she's there, I know I won't be released from this hell just like that—I don't want to be released, plague.

Always there... forever... the plague—that is my salvation.
My chicka... my chain... the daily question—the answer is me, when she's there.

I can't live without her, man. Ever.

ARGYTACT 2025

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

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