Genre - Role Playing Game!
Screen - The Final Encounter!
Vocalist - Doubletime! [ Zolt Energy Serum ]
Producer - NO SNARES! [ The Bear Hammock 29-F; 0 innovated and pitched down a timbale hit, which was then heavily EQ'd; followed by a layer of distortion! ]

SKILL CHECK! Screams of an Angel's Unwritten Destiny!
By The Storytellers [The Paladxn, 0]


Cutscene 

[laughter]
Four freestyle rap heroes, called forth to embrace arcane dangers in a world not their own, at last face off against an eldritch abomination before their way home closes for good… Wait a second, is this game real?!


Verse 1

Right I wanna get it Underway, 
Multiplayer Gameplay Isekai Anime Roleplay,
Storydriven, live a little - hidden in the code, hey,
What’s a little AI when you’re in the know, eh?
5th player GM, now in the mem’ray
Tabulating scores with the lightning in the core
Game used to be a Tabletop, now it’s on a PC
Freestyle Rap D&D, that Steam Heat
Breeze past details, straight into the action,
Got new players into rap with a passion
Blast through con after con interaction
Formed new family to fight with, faction
Bicker in the group, entertaining, an attraction
MIC made of magic when a demon wanna cash in
FIGHT with the power from the Spectral Realm
Rap well: it’s only you, ‘gainst the powers of Hell!


Chorus 1

CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
THERE’S MAGIC IN THE MIC
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
FREESTYLE TO SURVIVE
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE


Verse 2

Now that you know what the Game is, watch as the Fates flip
Upside down to believe it; seen with incredulous eye
As every rap in the mind
Becomes a reason that your crew still breathing
Use an at-home mic, 
And watch an enemy life
Be taken down like the bars you full of,
You scream and you laugh as you snatch the wool off
Each Bardic (every well-timed hook) you pull off,
All you've done in the campaign to date
They on the run, why they old false gods awaked
We wouldn't let em have their way with the plane, we stayed,
And that's the difference between time that you find and make
But as a skyscraper sized wooden demon delivered,
Every sizzling sinner's nightmare they had in a pillory
We nipped the sitch and the stitching pretty, desynchronizing his milly
Synergy higher than ever Amp Check and bam we're in bizzy


Chorus 2

CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
THERE’S MAGIC IN THE MIC
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
FREESTYLE TO SURVIVE
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
[laughter]


Solo                
 

Chorus 3

CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
THERE’S MAGIC IN THE MIC
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
FREESTYLE TO SURVIVE
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE

[NOTE: The CUTSCENE, as a creative choice, has been married in form to the looping challenge; 15+ seconds in length.]

VPC 7 Round 2

The Storytellers [The Paladxn, 0] - SKILL CHECK! Screams of an Angel's Unwritten Destiny!

Super Mario Match Maker

Welcome one and all to the mushroom kingdom
Gettin' in mah groove I assume ya thinkin'
it's all PG, keep it honest like Lincoln
But they're tryna keep it hush dude just like Clinton

Baby Mario, Luigi, Baby Daisy, Peach
there's gotta some freakin' going on beneath the sheets
Bowser Jnr, Baby Rosalina, so freaky
women always gettin wet and wild with waluigi

wahhhhhh I'm not a shy guy
maaaan I was surprised to find
Princess Peach is out pimpin' peeps and
Birdo's doin' blowies on the cheep cheep beach

No more Paper Mario now we're usin' rubbers
On Toad's rockin' chode not tryna make mothers
and we're not even gettin' to the milestone yet
Cos your slipslide ride make my dry bones wet

You can pick and choose down at Big Boo's Haunt
the keys are in the bowls and it's on like Kong
There's gonna be jungle hijinxs witcha neighbour
we're making mistakes at mario's match maker

Mario might make you moan
Bowser's got a beast below
Peach is playing ping pong
But Donkey Kong's dong
Don't do no wrong

Mario might make you moan
Bowser's got a beast below
Peach is playing ping pong
But Donkey Kong's dong
Don't do no wrong


We're down in the basement lookin for DUCKHUNT (da cunt)
We're on an odyssey that's a homer run
If you know your Greek epics that's a sneaky pun
I'm also down here doin' cheeky cums

You know Wario's always playin' by himself
It's a good thing too cos the dude truly smells
Myself man I've got an abundance of wealth
I'll trade you 100 coins n I'll give you one up wahh

I don't want diddy kong baby gimme daddy kong
big balls like tanuki bringin' that daddy dong
whip it down my warp pipe pappa don't fear
I pinkie promise there's no piranha plant here

Treat me like Yoshi I'll be swallowing ya aggs
But once you've finished I'll be packin' my bags
I've gotta leave sweetie, not far to go
it's not you it's a me, Mario!

You can pick and choose down at Big Boo's Haunt
the keys are in the bowls and it's on like Kong
There's gonna be jungle hijinxs witcha neighbour
we're making mistakes at mario's match maker

Mario might make you moan
Bowser's got a beast below
Peach is playing ping pong
But Donkey Kong's dong
Don't do no wrong

Mario might make you moan
Bowser's got a beast below
Peach is playing ping pong
But Donkey Kong's dong
Don't do no wrong

Spandex Moose [Mike Bananas, Frank Danger] - Mario Match Maker

Sports Sim 
Final Encounter

Vocals did double time
Producer used no Snares

Duck Hunt 2: WATERFOUL Lyrics



Take cover behind the blind
Lock and reload
Seen the patterns a hundred times
Still don't know where they goes
Take a beat to revive more
As the infantry comes through the lakeshore
[Revive]
Toss a grenade
to space out the parade
Then let the gun play-
there's a million ways
To go
But its unmistakable
That your more than capable
To get through the first round
But the second wave already knows that your coming
There's no where to hide
when they no where you're running
And Gunning down every lame duck in a suit
They aiming to die
You aiming to shoot
Miscounted your rounds
You let some of them loose


Living the dream
Shooting the beam
You press the gun to the screen
You're aiming at me
All of my people just wanted to be
But there's a gun in the way
I was just running away
Please get that gun out my face
Gonna play fowl,
Then we running the play
And mutate
Too late
Gonna tuck you away



The one on the hill
Runnin the bill
Got ton of the skill
Never put in the run of the mill
Drake flow

Try to bury the plot
I parried the shot-
carried the flock
never bet the weapon
Was a safe vote

Population control
That was the scapegoat

Got your dog in the fight
You better stay close

Cuz if I ever catch you alone
It's off with the dome
Gonna push you off a clef
Just so I can hear the bass note

Murder most fowl-
Now you think your goldeneye

Don't act all totally spy
You're totally fine
I'm totally lying
You point your gun willy nilly
In vicinities
Like nobody's dying

Well I'm sick of Complying
You're the only one
Heading south when I shoot
In a v formation
When I come with my troops

My Fury unbridled
In our fight for survival
vengeance only rivaled
By the untitled goose


Living the dream
Shooting the beam
You press the gun to the screen
You're aiming at me
All of my people just wanted to be
But there's a gun in the way,
I was just running away


hands steady is the plan and the goal
Perfect 10 got your ducks in a row
You're not gonna takes us down
We're not gonna take it slow

Wait,

How did we get on a principal
making me miserable
Now I feel like im a criminal
These aren't real ducks
This game is just scripted
The plot and the premise are fictional
shooting a duck in a game
isn't the same as shooting for real
But tragically in the analogy
I can respond and react
To the way that you feel

The brain makes swift work
out of the tedious
ranking life on a higharchy
From value to meaningless
So nobody bats an eye
Over the life of a fly
And a person can empathize
That a murder is fine
Verdict aside,
It's still disturbing,
Who's deserving of life-
Nintendo and other systems
That can give you the right
And the rifle
The badge and the title
That don't hold you liable
Narratively,
Comparatively,
Trifle.
And thus we commit
to the cycle
Dehumanizing peace
In the place of the genocidal
Lifes is beautiful
And we made taking it's cool
All we needed was a premise
and a flimsy excuse
But who knew
Pew pew
Had more power than Zulu
And those who have the power
make all of the damn rules
If this the way?
Then the jokes on who?
If you're the first person to shoot


This is a song about game
About a sport
About Hunting game

Living the dream
Shooting the beam
You press the gun to the screen
You're aiming at me
All of my people just wanted to be
But there's a gun in the way,
I was just running away

hands steady is the plan and the goal

SlothdubzAndRonin [Only One Ronin, Slothdubz] - Duck Hunt 2 WATERFOUL

game genre is dating sim, concept is character creation.
alliteration, chiptune, no snare  

CLICK CLICK (THE OC)
VERSE III
CLICK "NEW"
FIRST, PAN DOWN, PICK A SICK SHOE
THAT'S THE FOUNDATION, MAYBE LATER DO THE FIT TOO
NEW BALANCE FOR RAPPERS WITH HUGE TALENTS
CYBERPUNK TYPE MENU, KNOW IM PICKIN "DICK 2"
AND YOU KNOW THAT HE AINT GOT NO CHIN BOO
LOOKIN LIKE TINTIN DO, WHAT NERD WOMENS IS INTO
NEVER GETTIN LAID HES TOO BUSY PLAYIN TENSHU
AND CALCULATING MATHEMATICS LIKE: FIVE PAIRS IS TEN SHOES
HOOK
WHO U DATING
WHO U DATING
UNLOCKIN SPICY PICS IN VISUAL NOVEL CONVERSATIONS
I PLAY IT FOR THE STORY THO, BUTO NEVER 'BATIN
SO A MAD COMPELLING OC CHARACTER IS WHAT IM MAKIN
WHO U DATING
WHO U DATING
UNLOCKIN SPICY PNGS AND EVEN ANIMATIONS
OF MMM VERY DEREDERE, TSUNDERE MAIDENS
GETTIN HELLA BABES LAID AND I AINT EVEN LEAVE MY BASEMENT
VERSE I
ALRIGHT LETS GET IN FOR REAL, GOTTA PICK A
BODY TYPE, IMMA GO WITH "EW," IM HYPE AND NEVER
CHILL, WHATS THE DEAL, I'LL GIVE MY MAN A UNIBROW
U KNOW HOW I'LL ALWAYS KEEP IT REAL, AS I BUILD
MOTHERFUCKER IMMA TAKE THIS POTATO MAN TURN
HIM TO A MEAL, CAUSE I GOT THE HEART AND YOU KNOW
I GOT THE WILL, LEAVE THIS SAVE FILE TO MY FUCKIN KIDS
UP IN MY WILL, WELL MAYBE NOT THATS KIND OF INAPPROPRIATE
STILL
GOIN DOWN THE LIST OF CHECKS, YES--SEX? YES
BODY HAIR MAYBE LIKE A SEVEN BUT ITS CREPT UP TO THE NECK
YOU'RE IMPRESSED, I CAN TELL, SO RESPECT
HEAD BUZZED, BUT THE BEARD AND MUSTACHE IT CONNECTS
OKAY NEXT, FOR THE SKIN COLOR GOTTA INSTALL CS:S
OR ELSE THE WHOLE SHIT'S HELLA PINK AND BLACK CHECKED
THINK AND ACT NEXT
EYES BLUE, SIZE: HUGE
VERSE DONE, DISTRO CUT THE CHECK
(HOOK)
VERSE II

OK WHAT THE FUCK AND WHAT THE CRUD
TOOK A WHOLE VERSE TO TAKE CARE AND MAKE THE CHARACTER
NOW I GOTTA I DUNNO PRESS X NEXT AND MAKE THE DUDS
GOTTA DRESS IM SEXY FOR THE CLUB THATS THE RUB
KICKS, THAT WAS HANDLED HELLA EARLIER IN DUMB SPITS
CRUNK LIT, STILL GOTTA FIGURE OUT THE JUMP STICKS
FIT HIM WITH SOME FIVE ELEVENS, LEVI NOT THE GUN SHIT
BLACK, NAVY DENIM, MAYBE CHINOS FROM THE HUNDREDS
SHIRT SIZE M AND ITS BLACK, KINDA RATTY
MOOG LOGO FROM BACK WHEN
HE WAS HYPED TO MAYBE BUY A SUB PHATTY
BUT HE DID GET THE SHIRT AND IT FIT GOOD
SO LOOK SOMETIMES THINGS JUST HAPPEN LIKE THAT IT DOESNT MAKE
HIM A POSER OR WHATEVER
PALLY
GIVE MY MAN A JACKET SOMETHIN MAXED WITH CAPACITY
PLUS WITH ALACRITY
PLUS WITH SUNGLASSES AND A CAP
YO, YO, WHAT ELSE THEY HAVE LETS SEE...
WELL THIS MASK IS NEAT
SHIT I THINK THAT CAPS IT, PEACE
(HOOK)
BEAKER: HEY KABUTO ARE YOU READY TO OOOH MY GOD HAHA
KABUTO:OH MY GOD CLOSE THE DOOR
BEAKER: IS THAT HONEY POP?
KABUTO: NO ITS A VISUAL NOVEL
BEAKER: ARE YOU JERKING OFF TO HONEY POP?
KABUTO: IM NOT JERKING OFF
BEAKER: ARE YOU JERKING OFF TO YOURSELF ON HONEY POT?!
KABUTO: ITS NOT ME ITS AN OC
KABUTO: CLOSE THE DOOR
BEAKER: YOU MADE A KABUTO
KABUTO: ITS AN OC
BEAKER: NOT OC
VERSE III
MOTHERFUCKER OK JESUS CHRIST AND SHIT DUDE
IF BEAKERS GOT A POINT AND MY CHARACTERS A BIT TOO...
IDK FAMILIAR I THINK THAT ITS A MISS
YOU CANT BE ON SOME MARY SUE TIP, THAT AINT IT
OOH SHIT
I GOT A PLAN I GOTTA STICK TO
THE GAMES GETTIN DATES GOTTA BUILD HIM TYPE SPECIF TO
MAKE A FLY NERD, A LOTHARIO A SLICK DUDE
WHO MAKE THE LADIES SAY "I NEVER MET YOU BUT I MISSED YOU"
SO

VPC7, Round 2

Muppet Ronin [Kabuto and Beaker] - Click Click (Who You Datin')

Genre: First Person Shooter
Screen: Final Encounter
V-Slot: Zolt Energy Syrum (Double Time)
P-Slot: Forbit's De-scronkitizer (Chiptune)

[Intro]
nerdcore hip-hop
Vocalist producer challenge
Behold the power of dance
Everybody dance now

[Verse 1]
Everybody move your body
Come on now it's time to party
Bring it in to elevate
Your mood it's time to celebrate
Outside there is mass destruction
Inside there is one instruction
Point your arms to punctuate
You're dabbing upon all the haters

[Bridge]
Everybody hit the dance floor 1 2 3
Now baby take a chance come and dance with me

Don't forget to dab now
Don't forget to dab now

[Chorus]
Lift your arms and wave goodbye to the haters

Dab, dab, dab on the haters
Lift your arms and wave goodbye to the haters

Dab
Dab

[Verse 2]
Right arm left arm both are guns
Everybody hit the dance floor time has come
Now dab, dab, dab on the haters
If they're bringing bad vibes see you later alligator

[Bridge]
Everybody hit the dance floor 1 2 3
Now baby take a chance come and dance with me

Don't forget to dab now
Don't forget to dab now

[Chorus]
Lift your arms and wave goodbye to the haters

Dab, dab, dab on the haters
Lift your arms and wave goodbye to the haters

Dab
Dab

[Skit]
Johnny Salt - "Hey, DJ Lemon Pepper, Pop Quiz hotshot"
DJ Lemon Pepper - "Go Johnny"
Johnny Salt - "What is number one spoken language in Sokovia?"
DJ Lemon Pepper - "That would be Sokovian."
Johnny Salt - "Wrong, number one spoken language in Sokovia is English with accent, go!"

[Verse 3 Rap]
I am the USSR's best, be impressed
I confess, I play my cards close to the chest
I invest, in fish, and other exportables
This ain't a game boy, but my swag is portable
Affordable? Ja, for the right price
420 point 69 euro, nice
Numero uno like a shiny articuno
See my work flow, dabbing on the haters what do you know

[Bridge]
Everybody hit the dance floor 1 2 3
Now baby take a chance come and dance with me

Don't forget to dab now
Don't forget to dab now

[Chorus]
Lift your arms and wave goodbye to the haters
Dab, dab, dab on the haters
Lift your arms and wave goodbye to the haters

Dab
Dab

Haagen D–dz [Johnny Salt, DJ Lemon Pepper] - Sokovian Death Dance

[beef]
tanner cook me up a hot one
add a bunch of filters, make me sound like johnny rotten

[tanner]
ADD A FEW GUITARS?

[beef]
well I kinda think we oughta

[tanner]
JUST A COUPLE MINUTES

[beef]
I appreciate ya brother
so the other day we had posted up our tunes
I checked up on the news and I saw a few reviews 

[tanner]
YOU REALLY SHOULDN'T DO IT

[beef]
yea I know it

[tanner]
KINDA STUPID

[beef]
and I tried to just ignore it but I kinda fuckin blew it
but
These people say I'm in a pocket
this a joke about how there's not that many women that would rock it?
cause i'll have you know that there's been women rocking it for years

[tanner]
I DON'T THINK THAT'S WHAT THEY'RE SAYING

[beef]
what they saying?

[tanner]
IT APPEARS THAT
THEY THINK THAT YOU DO THE SAME THING

[beef]
like my raps are all the same?

[tanner]
NOT EXACTLY

[beef]
what they mean?

[tanner]
TO BE HONEST, I DON'T REALLY KNOW

[beef]
they don't like my flow?
like my attitude or how I rock it at a show?
I'll be honest it's shaking me
don't go mocking my bravery, confidence used to saving me
but this isn't so savory
anyway, Tanner, where did you go?

[tanner]
I DON'T KNOW

[beef]
Wormhole?

[tanner]
JUST FIND ME IN THE FUTURE, BRO!

[beef]
Then a being did appear as a vision
she had the look of a scholar, a warrior in position 
then she whispered..

[twill]
Welcome to my dimension Beefy

[beef]
holy shit!

[twill]
Welcome to my world listen up cause i’m talkin
This dimension has everything it’s a knowledge composite
And I can give you the answers you need but you better not drop it

[beef]
Oh no aw shit

[twill]
Wait what’s wrong?

[beef] 
I don’t have enough pockets!

[twill]
I’m not trying to come across out of pocket
But the kids down stairs they think that you’ve lost it
And I’ve got pockets on pockets on pockets on pockets
Of ideas to get you back on the market
Just try it, don't knock it
Cause you’re gonna love it
Just hold on to my every word
Written on this docket
Why do you keep stoppin
I told you to rock it
If you’re hangry then eat a snickers
Or a hot pocket
BITCH

[beef]
Yo what the hell is this
It looks just like my house but everything looks just like shit
Everything smells just like piss

[dark beef]
who's been in my biz
sniffing up all my piss covered shit?

[beef]
Wtf?

[dark beef]
someone wanna come in and knock on throne
could never just leave me alone 
So I throw em a bone like a K9
shook but i stay fly
look like the same guy
i do not know why
maybe im warrior he like the renegade
i cloud be president he could be running mate
feel like I'm being played
should i eliminate
is weird that i kinda wanna penetrate

[beef]
Naw, me too, but here's the the thing dude
 ended up here from a chick with a space tube

[dark beef]
If true, that's bigly news

[beef]
you talk like that  here?

[dark beef]
Yeah you should too
never had fans and I never did shows 
but i think it's because they all envy my flows
i can do anything sound just like anyone
Keith is the best, ichiban, baby number 1

[beef]
K
Got to get back to my home
Gotta get out of this zone
before I go 
I gotta know
why you hostile if we're the same bro?

[dark beef]
Oh
See all those things that you got on your pants
like 2 on the sides and 2 cover the ass

[beef]
you talking bout pockets?

[dark beef]
yeah. we don't got that

[beef]
no pockets? that's nonsense

I’m in my pocket
In my pocket, I’mma rock it yo
I’m in my pocket
In my pocket, I’mma rock it
Here we go
I’m in my pocket
In my pocket, I’mma rock it
There’s no way that I could stop it
I just rock it from my pocket, yo!

VPC7 Round 4

Muscle Laughing Shrimp [Beefy, tanner4105] - Pockets (ft. Twill Distilled)

Know Shoes, Know Served (NoShoes Diss)

From Dust To Ashes

Off The Dome (feat. BorgThaGoat)

dropping the songs i was never able to drop before

Yeah

The 1up Funk boys are back with a track all about their favourite subjects, THEMSELVES! They take you thgough their journey in the VPC 6, and drop some dope bars about Batman. Enjoy!

Muppet Ronin [Kabuto and Beaker] - Click Click (Who You Datin')

NerdcoreVPC