every time the word, "Stand" is said the battle speeds up.

WARNING! Carry on reading! Or you will die, even if you only looked at the word warning! Once there was a little girl called Clarissa, she was ten-years-old and she lived in a mental hospital, because she killed her mom and her dad. She got so bad sh

Danii as Al McWhiggin
JesseBoxVO as Mama Coco

Lyrics:

Al:
Working on a weekend like usual
Now I gotta diss this bitch delusional
Thinkin that this hag is nearly provable
Haven't laughed my ass off this hard since your fuckin' funeral
Mama Coco's so-so when it comes to my bars nice
I thought you were Mexican, so tell me why I'm rocking ice
With this pollo suit I won't go slow with this fight
Then you'll be in my commercial on why Coco can't rhyme
Bro, you're not even important in the film you're named after
I'll make you know your Papa after we're on the same chapter
I'm badder, go name somebody with this fuckin bank
So make like Miguel and leave music after I take the rank

Coco:
Uhhhh, que es eso? What is this lingo
You tellin’ me that you are a redditor and a gringo?
I'll be cold all I want, my game has come to past
But you're selling stolen toys to get the minimum cash
Here for additional racks, don't go diss me on my importance
You're the second villain in your movie that nearly fell short in
With deletion, you make no sense, I saw your stance and am laughing
Like Woody you're an arm short with the vieja that's surpassing
Your rapping is trash, it's no wonder music's banned
Should've drank poison like Hector, maybe you'll get to expand
Who's your mans, with that outfit you don't hold that much bravado
Which is why I'm cookin' this dude, call it pollo asado

Al:
Hold it you old bitch, I think I will mention
I go in, you only cause whole plots with dementia
Keep goin, the rest of your relatives will end up on the ofrenda handy
But what bank did you make if Disney didn't even pay your family?

Coco:
With them cheeto dust and armpit stains, you'll see no light
Get the dude that fixed up Woody to clean up your whole life
For a buck buck buck, I'll go make sure that tu comprendes, oooh
Fuck fuck fuck you, we'll be better off forgetting you

Big Al vs. Mama Coco

Frequencies

While Bart vs Cartman is being animating we thought we'd release another battle to come out before it, so here it is; Big Macintosh vs Ice Bear.

Josh Chichester as The Announcer
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Frenzy as Big Macintosh
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JMBRaps as Ice Bear
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Lyrics:
Ice Bear:
Ice Bear spits hot, and serves an arsenal of dis(h)ses
While you’re about as cold and uptight as his living conditions
Ice Bear dominates the art of rap and spits his quips vehemently 
In this, Ice Bear’s aggressive and won’t obtain his win legally
You make Ice Bear faceplant, eucalyptus, so go and Nom Nom right on these disses
Ice Bear will Zap you like your Apples, expect to go out of business
Ice Bear’s a survival hero, Bear Gryll-ing rhymes like burgers
With the odds stacked against you, this’ll be my Sweet Apple Massacre

Big Macintosh:
Alright, Mr Smarty Pants, there’s no need to be so crabby
Crustaceans ‘cause more than hearing loss if think you can out rap me
Compared to the Crusader’s motives; your notions seem more bogus
Leave you in more of a trance than if I bestowed to you hypnosis 
I see you’re Flutter-shy when it comes to spitting cyphers 
You’ll have the fate of Flim and Flam, when it comes to the de-CIDER
(Eeyup.) I’ll buck you up, knocking you down like my farm’s trees
I’m Grizzly on the mic; you ripped your verbal schtick from Trixie

Ice Bear:
Stay in the closet, big guy, Ice Bear thinks you’re too much to bear
‘cause Ice Bear has seen more efficient Apples running Windows software
For a teacher as your love interest, you don’t seem all that smart
Ice Bear spits sharp remarks like ninja stars, leaving more than “Cutie” Marks 
You’re a feminine crossdressing insecure gluttonous liar
With more drunken and tedious lines than when you sell your cider
Ice Bear’s natural instinct; display raps in environments like these
Emphasis your fat all you like, Ice Bear doesn’t take shit from a pony

Big Macintosh:
You must be an Everyday Bear if you think you can do any harm
You’re like a schmoozy whoopie Maud Pie, except minus the charm
You just weigh your brothers down; I’m too big to handle on your own
This monotone germaphobe’s prone to the flow of this Ponytone  
An illeist counterfeit, those soft raps are like something you’d knit
So indolent and emotionless; I’ve seen more life in Granny Smith
There’s nothing wild about you, I would describe ya as quite primitive
So step off my farm’s perimeter and go back to your Care Bear misfits 



Big Macintosh vs Ice Bear. CartoonMadeRapBattles

thelostnarrator as Rainbow Dash
Zack as Black Star

Mixed by Zack and Fle (Black Star)
Written by SkeepTieel, Zack and VinnyO

Black☆Star
Time to shake up the competition! A fly guy Bests a Young Flyer
Because I’m reckless to perfection when I wanna Spit-fire
I’m Free to Flight to the Finish without batting a Demon Eye-lid
Cause your series’ Generation’s more of a zombie than Sid
I’m the biggest Star out there! My, you’ve got Little in your title
A Skittles mascot who’s Loyalty’s anything but unbridled
Rainbow’s temper is Blazing; I’ve got soul and skill of high caliber
You’re more of a lame-looking pompous self-centered fool than Excalibur
I’ll be sure to take shots at you, Kid, finish you with a direct hit
Think you can spit? I’ll Speed Star at speeds that surpasses your limits!
I’m serving Charismatic Justice! I sure will Daring Do step to this
EG-like brash Hasbro cash-horse, and that stands for egotistic

Rainbow Dash:
When I spit, it’s more than autographs leaving marks on your body
You’re just a smug little kid standing in the Shadow Star of Tsubaki
Your mind’s up in the clouds, and this is my place of residence 
You’re a Soul Menace, whose spirit breaks easily like your Resonance 
Leave you dead like the Star Clan, your assassin rules don’t have meaning
So don’t even try to spit a verse when you can’t even control your breathing
With one swift kick, I’ll destroy you like your confidence, so feeble
This Star should probably stick with its tradition of being a Force of Evil

Black☆Star
I could let one thing become bigger than me, but your mouth’s nothin’ to be proud about
I’m still higher than this Cloudsdale fail, who justifies looking a gift horse in the mouth
The Madness is taking over, that or I see Kishin Egg-heads vividly 
Face it, it’s the end of your winning streak and what’s left of your dignity

Rainbow Dash
You put the ass in assassin, cause all you act is brain-dead
Defeated by a Maka Chop and you call ME the Kishin Egg-head
So go hide behind a smoke bomb, I can still see through your tricks, see?
Staged win, illeist shtick? Man, you remind me of Trixie!
No defense for this bent adolescent with no common-sense
With rhymes that self-absorb to himself as if he were his Soul’s Wavelength
I’m Harshwhinn-ing, you’re a sore loser who’s not cut to his profession
Lost Yourself and this battle, the Path of the slob’s where you’re headin’

Black☆Star vs Rainbow Dash. Season 3, Wave 1

DNA_Fox as Freddy Fazbear
Freshy Kanal as Mr. Bear
Mixed by Boris

I don't even know anymore who all wrote this

Lyrics: 

Freddy: 
Have a seat kid and let me read you a story 
About how I make a kids dreamland turned gory 
I'm the name brand for horror, you wanna try and take me 
Believe me, I leave you burning like FNAF 3!
Take this tip or I’ll leave you hidden
With all the cameras in the world you couldn’t locate a win.
You can’t step to me I'll leave the rest of you in pieces.
Testing me is deadly, I make pizza outta pedo’s! 
Rewrite your ending, your readers will be satisfied
When you're bruised ass body will leave you looking like Purple Guy!
It took your readers an hour to get across your plot.
But then your creepy PASTA got eaten by this RESTAURANT!

1999: 
Did you get a case of Foxy jaw? Or was that a real try 
Of transparent disses coming out a ghost AI?
Look, your whole franchise is an epic fail.
I light your ass up, it got overshadowed by Tattletail.
Everything was fine until 2014.
When Freddy Fazbear was yet to be on the scene.
And Scott Cawthon became creepy pasta fan.
and said: „1999? i'll make a game of that!“
Shut your fucking springtrap, you lines don't have logic.
Mr bear is back to beat this animaTronic.
Your story is shit and your jump scares are crap.
Am I supposed to be scared of a child’s soul in a top hat.

Freddy: 
I've seen a better creepy pasta in Dead Bart.
Why don't you get a shovel, my pizzaria is your graveyard.
Keep your lines to yourself, you'll be buried alive, 
New Year's Day 2000, death of 1999.
The night's coming to an end, it's almost 6 AM.
I leave Mr. Bear in the backroom never to be seen again!

1999: 
Forget the idea of spitting some lines.
You verses were so bad, even your fanbase would change sides.
This creepy pasta made your existence get signed.
Don't try to prevent you copied Chuck E. with those Cheesy rhymes.
A little teddy bear wants to scare me with a scream.
Make like the real Freddy and go haunt some dreams.
Your fans will never know the ending of this battle.
But I give them a hint: Mangle!

1999 vs. Five Nights at Freddy's - Rap Battle!

December 1st, video release.

SkeepTieel as Rick and Morty
MultiSuperVids as Mr. Peabody
IcerM as Sherman

Rick: 
Think you’ve got the balls to face me, Snuffles? Oh, wait, shit
It’s the IQ of Jerry, flatter than his show on Netflix 
How tragic for us to witness your Ricksy family Business
But I’m vicious, you’re a bitch, Pup, and that makes all the difference

Morty:
I don’t know ‘bout this, Rick, 
Rick:
M-Morty don’t forget 
Their movie was produced by the same losers who milked-dry Shrek 
Morty:
Well, I’ll go on a Gazorpazorp-field day with my rhymes
Against a dad whose parenting is somehow worse than mine

Peabody:
Follow along, Sherman. Are you ready for some learnin’?
Getting’ Schfifty verse’ a nervous wreck and pedophilic vermin
Your raps are cheap- not even worth a single schmeckel, see?
Sherman: Huhh? Peabody: Well, It’s a Penny in a different currency 
Sherman:
I go underground! France, Rome, I’ve seen it all
Your show’s one half Bull, and the other half Winkle
I won’t take affliction from these Marty and Doc rejections
Pocket Morty and add him to my mineral collection

Rick:
Out of the way, Morty, Hector wish he’d never stepped to Rick 
Beat the Red Grin Grumble of rapping; I don’t expect you to “get it”
If you’re so smart Doctor Who; here’s something to teach your turd 
You can’t slap a couple words in two and hope it’s a good verse

Peabody:
Sherman, observe; this Puppy Prodigy’s rocking beats 
Throw you a bone, but I’m more sophisticated than dog treats
Kick a prepubescent ass through what you call ‘Jessica’s feet’
Boxing purposeless butter servers back with the Meeseeks

Rick:
Benjamin Frank-ly, ‘I don’t give a fuck what you think’
Morty:
You Blitz and Chips shits better had a Life Well Lived
These guys are real farts, Rick
Rick:
But it’s hardly gold they’re shittin’
We’re purging these losers Morty, 
Morty:
it’s our space dust they’ve bitten
You’re going downwards, dog, cause, soon for you’ll see 
Rick:
That your future’s as Improbable as your History
M-Morty, tell crackhead Chucky he’s a novelty plumbus
Morty:
Of all the Moon Men we’d say Bye to, 
Both:
you sure are the dumbest

Peabody:
I’m a pioneer; you’re a criminal, 
Sherman:
you’re done, there’s no WABAC
Just a petty terrorist
Peabody:
Who ironically blows at rap
Sherman:
Ooh! Mr. Peabody, is that due to the fact
That though we’ve blown this twisted wacko he’s kept his body intact?
Peabody:
Yes! Good boy Sherman, it’s a second suicide attempt
This “scientist”’s smartest decision made from his Unkempt head
For exceedingly poor verses, both of yours takes the cake
Let me bury the hatchet and let your corpses take your place

Written by Legion, Skeep, Fel and other people idk

Rick and Morty vs Mr. Peabody and Sherman - Rap Battle #1

its a morioh christmas, charlie brown.

Beat produced by Kustom
Written by R the Writer and SkeepTieel

SkeepTieel as Charlie Brown
Titanium as Jotaro Kujo

Charlie Brown:
Good grief, I've been through worse, but this fight just isn't fair
A delinquent as distinguished as his hat is from his hair
This monotone prick’s hopped on Clint Eastwood’s shticks
Belonging to a home that Crazy Diamond couldn't fix
So try your best to spit, you can't win this fight with violence
When Kujo’s up against Brown, that's another dog silenced 
Keep your cap low; to me, you’re one more adult with no face
Even Snoopy outmatches your gramps as a War Flying Ace
I’d say I’m more a curveball than D’Arby when I’m up to bat 
But how am I s’posed to crush this fellow into jello? Augh, rats!
Ora ora at me, I’ll spell your defeat out how it’s written!
So learn this pose; I call it the loser’s walk, Like An Egyptian

Jotaro Kujo:
Yare yare. ‘gainst me, prepare to be greatly grieving
This star’s platinum bars hit harder than the rocks you're receiving 
I won't need to lift a finger, like your dog, your lines are slack
and the toughest stands you've seen are lemonade and quacks
Been through a coma before, yet your strips are even worse
Running gags as recycled as the lines in your verse
So “shut up and leave me alone”, now that you've evoked my wrath
Or fall flat on your face again, since you're being played for laughs
Your pessimistic disposition, I don’t want to hear it
Couldn’t figure out Christmas, but stands before my evil spirit?
Not funny, or pretty to look at -Boingo’s comic’s more amusing
And if you were even a user, your Stand power would be losing.

Charlie Brown:
Expected you to sit and do nothing, completely disregard yo
I just thought the trumpet noises sounded like Jotaro
When our Noisy Bizarre Towns collide, Charlie Brown’s going through hell
Why can’t I have a normal rap battle like everyone else?
It’s not like your words hurt -not in physique but I’ve toughened 
Think I’ll just stand here and take it; you’ve got another thing coming
Stand name:「The Coasters」; turn it out now, Charlie Brown! I’m not bluffing!
…good grief. It does nothing.

Jotaro Kujo:
As expected; this depressing kid’s got weak mental energy
No wonder his so-called stand was as effective as his therapy
I’m not pulling any punches, though you can’t even land one wee kick
Write ‘bout this loss to your pen-pal. Send you a postcard from Egypt
You’re a coward. I’ve been more impressed by Polnareff, so step up
Tell me, is that your hair or one of Dio’s flesh buds?
Star Platinum: The World! Stay in the past, this kid seems lost
You wouldn’t have won this anyway, even if you hadn’t pissed me off.

Charlie Brown vs Jotaro Kujo - Rap Battle Side B (2018 Christmas Special)

Titanium1208 as DK
JuliantheBeast as Little Mac
Adam as Doc Louis
HyperJacob96 as Announcer

DK:
I’m finally here! Performing for you!
If you know the words you can join in too!
Put your hands together if you want to clap!
As I’m tearing through… this Little Mac! (Huh!)
Tossing barrels on barrels! Just try to escape
Judging by your vertical you’ve been skipping leg day
Guess you can't Jumpman, boy I hope you can rhyme!
I could even take a hundred of you on at a time!
Mac, Really? Even Glass Joe has higher fame 
You’re just a shy guy hiding behind wire frames
KO’s charged! ... oh whoops, you missed
Brawl with us all you want, to me you’re still the assist

Little Mac:
In this corner the underdog’s ready to fight
Ready to let out punches with all his might
All of this training has prepared me for this
When this oversized monkey goes and meets my fist! 
Ain’t no better boxing match since Rocky v. Smirnoff
When this gorilla starts talking I’d rather him bite my ear off.
Peel on outta here, you can’t step in the ring with me
Like your GameCube game you’re sounding too off-beat
Just Look at what I can do to ya with one nasty blow 
How was your verse goofier than your tv show?


DK:
When I was picked first to rap everybody stepped back
You’re like a SoundCloud rapper, huh! Lil’ Mac
Don’t get smacked, Mario knows not to clapback
Rip you to shreds on the track like a Klaptrap
Your height forces you to make low-blows while fighting
Looks like you learned to spit from your buddy Mike Tyson
Your games stop paying and you’re no longer talked about
If you ask me Mac, I think it’s time you Punch Out

Little Mac: 
Ugh, he’s tough… Show him what you got Mac!
He hit me so hard….. Well then, hit him back!
You’re right Doc, I won’t have this be the end!
Pick yourself up, Don’t let him take you out again!
When I attack, the bigger they are the harder they’re falling 
I’ll have you and your whole DK Crew Smash Bawling
I’m fit, slick, and chiseled; got a cocky strut
Guess what? I’m not scared of your little Donkey punch
Giga Mac knows how to expand - dong
Take the crown to show you who’s king, Kong!
And lo, the beast looked on the face of beauty
Asking for an ice pack for his kicked-in booty.

DK:
I’m a classic in Smash ‘cause the Kong’s sublime
When I bongo beat, that’s a conga line
So hang up the gloves, you're looking fatigued
Even when not super slugging, I’m out of your league!
Came swinging at me, punching with all he can 
But even with my eyes closed you’re still getting speedran

Little Mac:
Can’t take the flak? Go back to the arcade
Don’t mess with Mac - this dude learned the hard way
Take down the OG, how’s that for some clout?
10! Raise my arm! Now that’s a knock out!

Super Smash Raps

Donkey Kong vs Little Mac. Super Smash Raps #1

Strange: Alex the Beast
Fate: Titanium1208

Doctor Strange:
Open my eye of Agamotto let me tell you what I see
That there’s no way in hell you’ll win a battle against me
I’m the magnificent magician, lyrics of surgical precision
And after this verbal slaughter, you’ll be in need of a mortician
Shamballa! Take a tip from this sorcerer supreme
You’re like a medieval Ikea mascot with sunbeams 
I strike with the Bolts of Balthakk, you vape like Valtorr
So step back before you join the Mists of Munnopor
In battle verbiage, the living lexicon is in his element
Spitting fire at a squire airing out a dinky helmet
So a Lord of Order up! You’d need more than an apple a day
To keep the eldritch ending ace away! Doctor Strange!
And none Stranger than the Phantom who ails you
Let the Kamar-Taj overcome providence’s stooge!
The Black Priests do not seek you a dark end
I didn’t come to kill you, I came here to bargain

Doctor Fate:
Strange Tales one hears from your gaggle of friends
Like how you're an egomaniac who wants to have sex with his hands
A necrotic built up by nepotism shaking Dark Towers?
You’re if Bale’s Batman found some Harry Potter powers
They call you: Sorcerer! Supreme! Steven! Strange!
But in: Lyrics! I got! Larger! Range!
With your eye you can’t see the controversy you’re causing?
Cause for a guy of black magic you do a lot of white washing
And a mind as cramped as that is sure to fall to chaos easily
Put up your MD and PhD, you’re about to get the third degree
Stop guarding your stones, see that my legacy’s divine
Since you know a thing or two about giving up time
You’re not worth my intellect, confront Swamp Thing, rather
For your kaleidoscope of rhymes is better fitted to rags, sir!
Order’s Juggernaut, you’re in the wrong field against a Mask
Brought a typhoon on Typhon while you fell to Cyttorak!


(STRANGE BRINGS HIM INTO THE MINDSCAPE)
Doctor Strange:
You're mired in the Mindscape, enjoy free consciousness?
Cuz Nabu screwed you, catatonic when your conscience hits
Against all the time in the world immortality’s not an issue
You could win but I’d just be right back to diss you
Let me be frank, you’re anchored by your ankh again
I’m diverse, magics divine to Black Atlantean
My bars are like death’s knell, son. You can’t hide.
What, need another ten-year old to force yourself inside?

Doctor Fate:
A tattered mage brings forth a failed escape for this user
I’ll overturn your impossible claims like the Fourth Yuga!
And be cutting rhymes as fine as you trim that stupid goatee
Until you need a Night Nurse for those burns, Steve!
Losing to Fate? That’s what one calls Manifest Destiny.
I’d like a side of sour cream to this Sorcerer Supreme!
Drop the formality, Strange, we’ve so long together spent.
You’ve been being me since ‘63. Call me Kent

Written by: Seth, Trent, Joey, Legion
Mixed by Freshy Kanal
Additional instruments by Sebb
Covert art by Kamren

Dr. Strange VS Dr. Fate - CBRB Vol. 2 Issue 10

This battle was made in less than 48 hours.

Matthew as Patrick
Jacob as Chum Chum
Eric the Audible as phone caller

Lyrics:
Chum Chum:
The heroes of the world always win in the end
So let me dial it up with some goggles and underpants

Patrick Star:
They really chose this chump over Adventure Time? That's it
“Who's firmly grasping the mic?” This is Patrick.
 
Chum Chum:
Here we go! Take off the gloves when I’m startin’ cause
I’ve got the heart of my hero, Freezy bars like manarctica
A goofy goob’s the type of dude that Boog would’ve threw out
Looking like a blob of gum, you should be used to getting chewed out!
You've been going for twenty years and still stuck in the kiddy pools
They give you minimal minerals in your cinema rolls
Mmm Cinnamon Rolls. I’ll have that after this inbred
Tell everyone it’s a strike when I knock you down, pinhead!

Patrick Star:
I knew I should’ve stayed in bed and slept instead
Your series has been dead, so who are you callin pinhead?
Those freezies don’t phase me, you can take your straw back and suck it
Bruh, your verses stink, did they come from the Chum-Chum Bucket?
My mind is an enigma, so I'm about to ask one
How can you have a brain freeze when you lack one?
Yeah Nick gave you a slot, but don't applaud yourself
You took my best friend's design - and pushed it somewhere else
Dispatching from my sand castle, it's the arsenal, boy
You got jokes written by older farts than Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy
And who in barnacle's name thought you’d sell a damn toy?
There's no way in kelp you ever had a Fanboy

Chum Chum:
I think you’re jellyfish, just cause your belly’s big 
A bigger jerk than Squidward is, like Sam Star removed her wig!
You're scraping the Bikini Bottom, looking for something hotter
I'll drop the atomic bombs, that flushed you back underwater

Patrick Star:
My annoyance brings enjoyment, your annoyance is evil
I'm spitting epic raps better than my end-of-movie seagulls
So face it Chum-Chum, you dumb dumb, you’re done yo
Your chances were Mini, so I'll take the W: Wumbo!

Written by Jacob, Eric the Audible, and Matthew

Mixed & Mastered by Jacob

Beat by William Davies, Ian Tunstall, Edward and Charles Nutbrown of Audio Network

Patrick Star vs Chum Chum - Single

Patrick Star vs Chum Chum

Patrick Star vs Chum Chum. Epic Rap Battles of Cartoons Bonus Battle.

Hello and Happy New Year! We’re gonna kick Gridline off with a smooth banger to start the year! Today we have legendary British graffiti artist, Banksy, against children's book hide-and-seek extraordinaire, Waldo! Enjoy!

CAST:
King Mewtwo as Banksy
Zawesome as Waldo

LYRICS:
BANKSY:
Throughout my life I was branded a valueless mope
Who vandalized public property, but There was Always Hope
You think that legality would stop me from making art? Nah
Look, I'm putting up a fight while you're running from your Odlaw
Seemed devoted to Wilma, then you went ahead and ditched her
Cos the friendly thirtysomething preferred her twin sister
Here’s the elephant in the room, you’re not the only one of you
You were in the back of Martin’s mind when he was coming up with you
When I slip in a crowd, no one spots me when they pass
Yet the whole world recognizes your candy cane looking ass
Artisitcally anonymous, I’ll beat you with your walking stick
After I go to drop a diss, they’ll really ask where Wally is

WALDO:
You can find me napping when you spit a diss so bland
That verse left me more bemused than a trip to Dismaland
I’m gonna beat this bummy black sheep so Banksy better step backsies
Because I get my lines from the Land of Nasty Nasties
I think you've done enough huffing of your "artsy" wall splats
You try to call them meaningful, but I think I can smell a rat
I keep eyes glued to pages just from staying well-hidden
And just when you think that you might’ve found me, you didn’t
When you were playing hide and seek, I was setting the standard
You need some help on the mic, I’ll lend you a Handford
You’re an overrated runt whose work is overly blunt
With a hollow phony front, a walking publicity stunt

BANKSY:
You could be alone on a page and still get ignored
‘Cause after your reboot, no one wants to find you anymore
I’m nameless and faceless and gained more traction than this git got
You’re a novelty, Wally. Why don’t you Exit Through the Gift Shop?

WALDO:
Is your face a Picasso? Cos I’ve never seen this man
I’ve seen more quality vandalism when it came from Penis Man
You used to have crowds flood into the cities that your work was in
But any love they may have had for you is now in the bin

Beat By: InsaneBeatz
Mixed By: Freshy Kanal
Cover By: Commander Jacob

Charlie Brown vs Jotaro Kujo - Rap Battle Side B (2018 Christmas Special)

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