
originally released May 31st, 2020. this one is non-canon (still good tho)


-PRODUCTION- 
Beat by 2Deep
Mixed by: Dee
Flowtest by Rabi
Written by me and Jason Carreon

-CAST-
Dee as Luigi
Azia as Spooky

-LYRICS-

Spooky:
So this tall green replacement for a player really cares to fight?
Don't think I'm impressed, with a saucy stereotype
You're as bland and monochrome as your first games graphics 
Colorful? Flip birds, turtles, and some crabs kid
Polter as a suck up, one cardboard trick and you're missing
Spreading false history? Should transcend to your dissing
Committing suicide as a shadow sure fits you
But it seems it's just an edgy death screen on the menu

Luigi: 
Uhh- Mario? I didn't want to go against a ghost-
What if she traps me in a paintin' or something even worse
No, I have to be brave, and l don't really wanna boast
But if I beat a king thrice, I can beat a dress-up nurse…
Harmless as a jumpscare, trying to yank pity tears?
Indie fads milkin' every Let's Players shitty fears
Lookin' at that sob story, grab your knife and cut it out
Only if only, you made like me 'stead of runnin' that mouth
Seems a Mama Luigi for you's required, but
Should be fine, you're used to taking fired shots
Screwed by mobile games, keep with your cloned SCP's
This scaring me will leave her re-R.I.Ped on Halloween!
[Gunshot]

Spooky:
Constant repetition and yet you still breathe, so
Need Luigi Letdown 3 to see a sell fiend trope?
Talking family issues? You're simply known as second party
So scrap your kiddie ghosts and join my monster army

Luigi:
Bring your ghostly army, it's nothing I haven't faced kid
Got crossed out, took every step masked with haste and
Ending or not, rooms are where Houdini tricks will run
1000 to none, it's clear that Luigi's number one


Luigi vs. Spooky

hi

Beat produced by Surce
Mixed by Dr. Dee
Written by Worms

ColeTheCole as Bigfoot
Dr. Dee as Luigi

Lyrics:

Bigfoot:
You'll find, in my countryside, nothing that you were coached for
So run and hide from this fucking icon of gaming folklore 
Crept ‘round the code since 04, they cut you out day zero
Couldn't even take second place when your brother's still the hero?
Leaving hunters screaming crazy when stepped up to seek and maim me
I'll prove stereotypes right when I eat up this weakling baby
But maybe you'd fit my diet, this fruit just shoots and blows up?
Eternal star’s fried, gassed up then died, supernova
Don't throw a clue in the direction of a load of stupid youths that are all betting 
That you'll show up, new; so duped then get all petty when they do it all over again for Waluigi
And I'm feeling greedy, take that bounty on your head and
You don't gotta haul your vacuum to come suck on this legend 
When ya step into my damn den, you better hit up all your pen pals
To write a reply letter on how Luigi's fucking dead now

Luigi:
It's pareidolic, kid, if you see plays where you're winning this
When my plaques text is clearer than your countless glitching clips
Perhaps you should get CJ to relay ya some steep pay 
Just to rank up enough gold to summon this king (aye!)
I get introversion, but it likely got in the way
When your whole species decayed cuz you couldn't quickly get laid
I'm not entertained, and while I'm used to savin’ strays in paintings 
Can't say if jpegs in Photoshop equate to the same thing 
So call up Leatherface to mask the shame of coming second place
To a better gaming fable on the net and it's
Quite insane the only footprint you left in your game
Was a runaway furry fetishist 
You're tripping Peyotes if you think that you're beating me, Beast 
Dropping bombs like I was removed from GTA 3
But I don't need to blast a bus of your believers ,
To see in your debug you're completely a cheat!
So id stay back in your cabin if we wanna talk leaks; you're delisted while they breached to spot me
No chance on a plan on restarting his populace, devs tossed this freak long before his Hot Coffee 
Ain't got me feeling shaken by the edges of your polygons
I've been left more quaking by hulking apes from even Donkey Kong

Bigfoot:
Hang yourself in my shadow cuz everybody's forgetting ya
No wonder you were cut out because they ran out of memory
It's a goose chase of racing endless laps around your statue
A coin flip in your fountain ain't a wish big enough to add you
Like with Wario, they begged for; now you're obscured by his apparitions
Wide and far they stretched truths for a glimpse of hope you weren't omitted 
This shit isn't Double Dash, your L ain't capped on backwards 
Smoking your ass like Backwoods in the depths of my back woods

Luigi:
Nobody's impressed by those lines or your tears 
You weren't even the focus when you finally appeared 
Call me Dr. Luigi, how I'm curing this mass hysteria
Keep you hiding on Chiliad, no more sightings are flaring up (hahahaha)

Bigfoot In San Andreas vs. L Is Real 2401 - Rap Battle

what's nine lives to twelve ounces?

Written by Worms
Beat produced by prodfuchsia
Mixed by Jordy

AdamDRB as Fritz The Cat
Walk as Mouse “Fitz” Fitzgerald

Lyrics:

Fritz The Cat:
Best start listenin’ to Fritz the cat, ya snivellin’ dork
Leave the poet to be showin’ ya what livin’ is for
You're a pawn for exploitation, gettin’ baited by a loanshark
I don't need this pyromaniac to go get blown hard 
I'm tryna live life to the fullest; I’ll drink, smoke, and shoot up
Anything that gets me fuckin’ close to high as your producers
I get wasted to thrive! You’re rottin’, floored in a binge 
I've fought many a good man, but I ain't sure that you fit

Fitz:
I'm a good… man…fit. A good Fitz, a good fit, for that position. That position being, on top of your wife. 
You never gave her any love. So I took that love. I took it, and, now IT…is mine.

So let me help you out. Cuz I already did that.
Here for the porn shoot? I already did that.
I'm not scared of…any type of food chain
I know I'm too old to be this predator's new prey
(Drinks) …I think you'd out-bend me in a bender
You bend up all your morals if you see a way to bend girls
Right over the couch…then you make a mess
With everyone you've thrown away, I can see why you're rated-ex
You're a stray in the dumps…so get lost.
You couldn't put on the ritz even if you took the F Off
You wanna flip the script like Rhoda…but he died
How about you try a flower if you wanna womanize? (Man-Woman airhorn noise)

Fritz The Cat:
You ignored ya wifey and left your family blighted
Its like everything you did for your daughter was just to spite ‘er
And despite everything, you'll just keep sinking in beer
Ya had one goddamn friend then let that Skillet get seared!
See, I can't stand you fuckin’ “intellectuals”
Out reading books and playing god; well, you can tell me where that's getting ya!
The industry betrayed ya, should've invest in a better clock 
I'll take that shitty Box of Worlds and use it as a litterbox!
I've studied racial issues, and I know what the facts say
Simulation or not, you're trapped within the rat race
So go and get slammed findin’ where your bitch went
Ain't like that fake wife in your mind when I'M fucking implants!

Fitz:
Talk bein’ a father? …To your son, you're like your author 
Dropping you off discarded…cuz that film was corny dogshit 
I get being thirsty (drinks), but you got a problem
Everyone lost because you wanted the L out of Harlem 
Then they bombed it (drinks) …but you know the deal 
Could never put up your dukes, just put up Duke as a shield
I did nothing that you've claimed…Skillet’s right here, pal.
(Skillet screech) …I'm gonna go get a beer now.


worms

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