Unironic Rap Battles

Yep. Happy 5 year anniversary of TRBoCS. :D

Nice Peter as Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu
EpicLLOYD as The Boss Baby

TERRIBLE RAP BATTLES OF COMIC SANS
FUYUHIKO KUZURYU 
VS
THE BOSS BABY
BEGIN!

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu (0:16):
Name’s Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu, bitch, I’m a fucking gangster
True yakuza, shoot right through ya, you’re in fucking danger
This shithead’s met a dead end
Now I’m taking you to school, call it TedEd
Ain’t here to change your Pampies, I’ll get to dropping bodies
‘Cause when it comes to nannies, I’m more like fuckin Maki
Your work ethic is just something I can’t admire 
Sucking up to higher ups like they’re your damn pacifier 
Junko forced our whole class to watch Chiaki’s death and
It still brought less despair than your original on Netflix
I’m more stone-faced than fuckin Munakata
So drop the Poker Face, Lady Googoogaga 
Or I’ll drop a diss right on top a bitch
And like your Oscar win, I’m fuckin robbing this

The Boss Baby (0:52):
Ooh, would you look at that, it’s the scary Danganronpa man
Get real, they have a subdivision in Baby Corp. dedicated to all your fans
Each of your games is built from the same model
Franchise so formulaic, it’d fit in my dang bottle
The moment that I popped in the womb, baby I balled in it
I’ll win by more than a hair, kid, I’mma Baldwin it
Bring your whole clan and let’s get down to business
Yea, the company I’m reppin’s used to putting down bitches
Stacking layers of dough, dine on high class placenta
Rock Armani drip, leaving you dripping magenta 
Slim Shady with an eyepatch won’t be a challenge
Dressing like a pirate Gomez Addams
I won’t be forgiving your horrible temper 
‘Cause I’m more heavy metal than your choice of a weapon
So don’t get too close when you’re stepping
I’m the B-O-S-S, feel no stress, best hold your defenses
And your trashy written love story arc left you killed, bro
Seems Peko left you with Twilight Syndrome
And, uhhhh, while you were bearing all the pain and trauma with the abrasions caused from all your time as head of the yakuza
Well, uhhhh, I took your baby mama Pekoyama, showed her where babies come from, put her to rest harder than Monokuma

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu (1:45):
Talk about Peko like that again and I’ll gnash your fuckin teeth in
Let’s see how much you wanna talk shit when I put my damn feet in this fetus, I’ll leave him defeated
And dropped on a doorstep, and once I render you an orphan
How about I do what your parents should’ve and make this track your abortion (Brrrraaaahhh)
This is one tape you’ll wish never gets played back, son
You’re getting milked so hard, no wonder Francis can’t stand ya
I dodged a bullet, got my death swapped, case 3, pre-production
Your film dodged a bullet dropping Spacey before he touched it
My kin taught me discipline, you got spoiled and pampered
I’d beat the shit jokes out ya, little kid, just to teach ya some manners
I guess I’m just too old to get your appeal, sorry
But you scream disaster more than a gender reveal party 

The Boss Baby (2:19):
I’m trying to wrap my head around you, but I can’t tell which carries more weight
Your shoulders from all your losses or… the swimsuit that caved your sister’s face (What?)
God damn Baby Numbnuts, how about you stop your whining
Your lyrics are just nonsense: Jabberwocky Island
I’d take out your last eye, but you’re already so blind (Ay ay ay ay)
While I’m a bad baby, so catch me outside (Ay ay ay ay)
Quit talking to me or you oughta get beat
Get blown off of the scene like it’s Nagito’s dreams
I’m so fly and I’m killing this mic
So watch this blackened bird leave you dead in the night 

WHO WON?
WHO'S NEXT?
WE DECIDE!
TERRIBLE RAP BATTLES OF COMIC SANS

Mixing/Mastering by Freshy Kanal
Instrumental by Anywaywell
Cover Art by Rabi

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu vs The Boss Baby. Terrible Rap Battles of Comic Sans

Here is a cover of Bomblitz with Sonic.exe and Sonic.

The Midi was made by CoversAdrian FNF:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e3iBw7lPhXQ

The Funkin Aside mod is being made by EbolaHorny and a bunch of other talented creators: gamebanana.com/mods/422319

Support The Friday Night Funkin devs:
ninja-muffin24.itch.io/funkin
www.kickstarter.com/projects/funkin…-full-ass-game/

The Fated Match (Bomblitz but It's a Sonic.exe and Sonic Cover)

Me as both
Mixed by Freshy Kanal
Instrumental by Kustom

TERRIBLE RAP BATTLES OF COMIC SANS
FRANKLIN D. ROOSEVELT
VS
JERRY SEINFELD
BEGIN


Jerry Seinfeld:
Want a World War-Burton? Joe Swanson can’t spit hard
When old grandpas make up his whole fan club
But by now, I’m sure you’re used to sitcoms
Cause that body of yours sure ain’t fit for stand-up
Ayyy, Jerry Seinfeld, unrivaled
Grab a mic, I’ll go right into spittin’ fire, insightful 
Can’t hope to fight all my titles because my comedy’s dominant
While you’re awful in politics, your democracy flopped to bits
And your policies aren’t shit to the shows that I’ve landed
So this song, I’ll be calling it “Punks in Chairs Getting Their Asses Handed”
Set foot in the White House, unemployment went berserk
Jesus, not even your legs wanted to work
It’s your Constitutional right to not talk, so use it
Cause that novice Truman drops more bombs than you, man
What are your contributions? We’re all just clueless, for real!
Left the American people asking “What’s the New Deal?”
Got status higher than you during your Infamy spiel, cretin
My damn Bee Movie Script tops all your boring ass speeches
My old man fought for the Allies, so I’ll respect your appeal
But now the only Axises you’re battling are on your wheelchair wheels

FDR:
You call yourself a comedian? Those jokes were dreadful!
The only thing we have to fear is another one of your specials
To hell with your two cents, I’ll give you my right dime
I’ll need less than four terms to dismantle your tight five
FDR sets the bar extra hard ‘gainst this farce
Left in shards when I’m armed, best not harm the pres in charge
500 pairs of sneakers and still no footing in humor
Just a dried out boomer, call you Amy Shoe-mer
I trashed Hitler’s whole state, you took silver to Goldthwait
But you must be fed up with all the critics on your plate
I’m the next George Washington, you’re ignored over George Costanza
Even Madison would tower over crack Adam Sandler
I led my country through the greatest depths
When the economy crashed harder than the Marriage Ref
Then I beat the world’s evils, stirred people up with ill words
And now they pit me up against a safe for work Bill Burr?

Jerry Seinfeld:
Let’s back it up a tad bit, you cousin-loving fascist 
Don’t act like your past isn’t shrouded in trash, prick
Try rescuing refugees, or if that’s too much to ask
At least try not cramping the Japanese in internment camps
You just might be the most racist dude in World War Two
Cause even Hitler treated Jesse Owens better than you
First man to rep a black card, that’s the kinda bank this dude owns
But the only Black guy you ever liked was Hugo

FDR:
With that foul rap odor, I doubt you’re sober
‘Cause you whine about society more than the Joker
And now Gen Z memes cause your legacy to wilt
Change your sitcom’s description to a show about your skill
You barely made it, your career was carried thanks to Larry David
And you dare to claim I’m racist when your fame is dated
Fading ratings, there’s no way you’ll save ‘em, tanked just like your failed relations
Maybe make sure that the babe you crave’s of age before you date them
Franklin’s undebatedly the greatest man to grace this planet
Your bits make some lame kids laugh but my words make the stage go frantic
Make you panic, hateful tactics won’t suffice or aid your rapping
I don’t need a cane to grasp, my verbal hooks will take this has-been

WHO WON?
WHO’S NEXT?
WE DECIDE!
TERRIBLE RAP BATTLES OF COMIC SANS

Franklin D. Roosevelt vs Jerry Seinfeld. Terrible Rap Battles of Comic Sans

Me as everyone
Mixed and mastered by me
Instrumental by Epistra
Cover art by Fightmarker

Lyrics:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1qj4Z87NO63IzS1FtscMXHACpO4Bd7owkKaflX1wH7gA/edit?usp=sharing

Ghostface vs Baldi. Terrible Rap Battles of Comic Sans

Me as both
Mixed by Freshy Kanal
Instrumental by Anywaywell

SNAKEBITE RAP BATTLES
JEVIL
VS
MONTRESOR
BEGIN!

Montresor:
Greetings and salutations, it’s your companion Montresor
Meeting this valiant acquaintance, I must ask of one request, sir
That we skip this poor bravado and check my kin’s coat and motto
You’ll end up with Fortunado when I wreak havoc on jesters
Mask on, draped in Gothic clothing
I’m a sly Fox, more cunning than Toby
Took your first game’s whole gimmick then cloned it
There’s been no change, where’s your metamorphosis?
I’ll leave you howling for your verbal crimes,
Not talking Amontillado when I bask in your fervent whines
And once this murder’s final, you’re sure to find
I’ve committed the perfect rhyme

Jevil:
Let’s play a game, a game, I call it “Guess the Human”
This one’s consumed by petty feuding, and now his World Revolves around retribution
And wasted his life away plotting to maim his pal
But it all went to shit as their silence gnawed at his fulfillment, *cone cap jingles, beat stops* does that ring a bell?
*laugh* Too dim to pass as a Lightner
You’re at your most bright when you’re slathered in nitre 
This one is a game you’re not playing so well
Must be a Holiday ‘cause I’m taking no Ls
No chance you can match with my pace (Chaos)
You’re a tactless disgrace (Chaos)
Get Luchesi to rap in your place 
For the drunkard who authored you lacked any taste (Weehee!)
When causing carnival carnage, I am unparalleled
Dirges burning like curtains, I ride a beat like a carousel (Pip pip)
Put your friend to sleep for 50 years? You put me to sleep for a century
Tryna be invested in your story got me like, “Erm...I can do mostly anything”

Montresor:
That’s the best you could do to me?
Then I’ll be punishing this puny imp with impunity
Played your cards against a pack of children, then soiled it 
All it took was TP to flush this joker down the toilet
It’s drudgery having to wait for you
So behind in development, call you Betarune
Break you apart like the key for your cell’s lock
In paces recquiescat
For the love of god (the love of god)
I’ll put this hack in a box (hack in a box)
I Rouxl harder than Kaard (harder than Kaard)
So just call me Seam (just call me Seam)
For this ordeal’s left me in stitches and you’ve pushed my buttons so good day to you
Now the friend you once trusted shall lock you away for good, feeling déjà vu?

Jevil:
No urban legend that Boston Harbored
Could incite new ideas in your garbage author
Just another loon Poe wrote to give readers creeps 
A discount Tell-Tale but failed to keep a beat
You think you’re all that ‘cause you clowned on a jester
But as you fall flat, I’ll be crowned like it’s checkers
You spent your verse threatening thousands of injuries
Yet through it all, you’ve not once tried to insult me
I Cirque de Slay when I’m spitting
I stole the whole show as a side mission
This shabby old creep can’t keep up the tempo
‘Gainst gaming’s most demented jester since Dimentio
Oh, what a fun game this has been, frolicking in the cemetery 
So here’s one more final jest between friends and it’s not the hatchet getting buried *laugh*

WHO WON?
WHO’S NEXT?
WE DECIDE!
SNAKEBITE RAP BATTLES

Montresor vs Jevil. Snakebite Rap Battles

#rapbattle #mrpeanut #koolaid

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littleflecks as mr. peanut
kennyfreestyle as kool-aid man

written by dilly
mixed by kennyfreestyle
beat prod. by mixla and glitchdude
art by grasman and hektor
cover art by rabi
series logo by timelord

this series is a tribute to epic rap battles of history.
https://www.youtube.com/user/ERB


Mr. Peanut vs Kool-Aid Man - Rap Battle! (2022)

I remixed Pizza Time into a CURSED anime intro song (TV Size)

Classics Civvie Mix

no party with lyrics by juno songs

Watch the battle on YouTube: https://youtu.be/-AS7ppwvFvA

► CREDITS:

Theme Park Avenue as Slope Dude

Luke Reardon as The Abominable Snowman

Written by Theme Park Avenue

Slope Dude Art by Valonide

Abominable Snowman Art by BMB

Beat Prod. by Diamond Style

Mixed by Nikki

Thumbnail by LimJJ

Slope Dude Vs The Abominable Snowman. PowerPoint Rap Battles

Ego as Jake and Logan Paul
ForgottenSon as Mike Tyson
Written by: Ego
Beat by: Teimunity
Mixed by: Jordy
Cover Art by: Cidisswo


LYRICS:

[Jake Paul]
Hunnid grand, everyday bro, another bag
If it’s Tyson Imma fry him, ohio fried chicken, like the nugget brand
All your fans gon’ want they money back
Like the IRS, debt’s what you rack
Passed the competition, iron (i run) laps around mike, like i was Evan’ (a van/evan) id slap you)
How the fuck I on park south with a southpaw in a rap brawl
Need a better fuckin stance dawg, if you wanna dance, keep your pants on
Disneyland flow’s what you channel, but this shits about to get a lot worse
With the way you Neil deGrasse (kneel to grass) Tyson, turned the weed farm to a god church

[Mike Tyson]
Someone tell Jake he gonna need some insurance, cuz I’m gonna go for the throat
But like Logan Paul you ain't out of the woods yet, till after i show you the ropes
Corny ass Little Mac Lethal, I know that none of the shit that you got is your own
But fuck please forgive me, you’re not Eminem, you’re more like a “we got Jack Harlow at home”
(Ding ding) Hear the bell sound
Ain’t Dirk dares, but you scared now
Leave him sleeping on the floor like team 10
You the Walmart mr dream, kid
Beefing with a vegan, will be devastating
This the last mis-steak that you’ll be ever making
Like I’m Hearn, get this hearing settled, make it
Like I bit his ear, this shit is deaf-amation

[Logan Paul]
YOOOOOOOOOOO BROOOO U GOOD??? 

[Jake Paul]
Bro???

[Logan Paul]
Damn bruh I'm so glad you're okay, I thought you were done for…

[Jake Paul]
I’m down for the count, you must avenge me brother. This is so not litty… 

[Logan Paul]
Shh, second verse is coming SECOND VERSE!! 
LOGANG, can’t compete with this FLOW GAME, dab on haters 
Like a glass of joe shattered opponents you’ve faced with 
But ain’t beat him or those allegations ‼️
Old ass man, hope you got your prescriptions 
Iron mike nah you iron deficient (YUP)
Out your Prime, shit was limited time 
Now I’ll drop the mic, link in the description! (MAVERICK!)
Weed smell loud as fuck

[Jake Paul]
Is that ya boys cologne?
Lisp like cartman, if we catch you on park south “I’m going home”
Mama in the brothel, but addiction’s a hard pill to swallow

[Logan Paul]
Like you Can’t decide whether to hit your wife or hit the bott-

[Tiger]
*tiger eats logan* (AHHHHHHHH)

[Mike Tyson]
Thought I was down for the count, huh? Should know by now that you can’t do it
Got me thinking when you gon’ learn? same thing all your fans was asking with Edfluence
Now you creeping on kids, I hear
That’s not cool, your fans might get sick ideas
You ain’t got the sauce, lil Disney punk 
I like my bars dissy, bruh!
So “So sorry” ain't gonna cut it, keep talking dirty to me, Jake, I LOVE IT
Your whole career is a series of several severe and continuous lapses of judgment
Jake be nimble but he’ll never hold a candle
So keep throwing shade but you’ll never escape your brothers shadow

Jake Paul vs Mike Tyson - Ego Rap Battles

ZOUNDS! A RAP BATTLE?! What sorcery is this?!

JoJoVo as Sheriff North Star
Vanes as Zora Salazar
Writing by Alchemyking
Additional help by Rabi
Art by 3ple and TomPuffs
Beat by 2Deep
Beat arrangement and mixing by Serena
Cover art by LimJJ
Special thanks: Ego, Near, Acemusic, ExoticPurpleToast, Lee Bergantino, SIR Rap Battles, Brendan Blaber, MasterSwordRemix & the Undertale Yellow Team

Starlo:
Well, howdy! Welcome to the Wild East!
Let Sheriff North Star offer you some guidance, please!
Hold on, wait a sec… I don’t think that dial’s needed
How ‘bout you just duel me if it’s my time you’re seeking?
Let me see if I got this:
You’re a terrorist stopping people from flaunting power others would never get
But you’re inscribed too; what would you say when you’re left for dead?
“Well, uhm… I never thought they’d take my Epithet!”
Whimsical ass name… where’s the sorcerer at?
Instead, I see a beanpole I could throw horseshoes at
And phew! I’d say go back to your boss, but he’d pass on the spot
I thought a Bliss Ocean member would maybe actually wash
A measly forger with ties to the mafia
Left your gun like how I like my drinks: (yup) on the rocks
You’ll think you’ve won now, but when the time’s right
Your trophy will corrode - you actually took the pyrite

Zora:
This kid playing cowboy wants to mosey up?
Even Sheriff Bluster didn’t blow this much
You’re not a real outlaw, I don’t want to fight you
You’re so delusional, guess that’s a new meaning to “high noon”
Took up a role as leader so you wouldn’t have to ride home
But you ended up milking your gimmick like a pinecone
Eventually, your gang got too tired to fight (snooore)
You turned the Feisty Five into a nine-to-five
Bringing back bounties, but can’t bring home a missus (Ha-ha!)
What kind of shooting star can’t fulfill his wishes?
Chujin made you seclude yourself to go cry in your room
The person that you’ve locked up for the longest time is you! (Awwww…)

Starlo:
A pair of Banzai goons could do better Blasting
‘Cause you’re all tick-talk and no action
Dueling with North Star, shit’s going south
‘Cause I want you to spit sick, not spit in my mouth
At least my family ain’t six feet underneath
Paleontologists buried because they dug too deep
Tried to get over it, so that’s why you take crooks and leave them shot dead
But your powers can’t speed up the grieving process

Zora:
Clover must be lucky, it’s a wonder how you haven’t killed them
Turned a Blaster to a baby, while you’re sellin’ em to children
Think the games you brought ‘em will get your fame to blossom?
Buddy, cardboard props aren’t how you Train for Problems (Nope!)
Like how your childhood friend left without telling you
Roped in Clover ‘cause Ceroba left you out of the loop
Then you found her and couldn’t say, “Hey, more power to you!”
So she made you eat your words like it’s alphabet soup
Whether on Pacifist or Genocide, that kid lost their heart
And after a big confrontation, you bought the farm
Left with rubber rounds now, you’re fresh out of luck
Didn’t need to age you, ‘cause you’ve been left in the dust (*blow*)

Sheriff North Star vs. Zora Salazar - AK Rap Battles! (Undertale Yellow vs. Epithet Erased)

TheMonarchy as RGB
ZXY as Mr. Puzzles


Crew
Beat by Sinima Beats
Mixed by Trav Shark
Written by Trav Shark
Additional writing help by aepuns, AngelicWarrior, DJBalloonz, ZXY
Art by Trav Shark
Thumbnail by Trav Shark


RGB:
RGB here to bring the beat on your steel
I'm not here for a job, I'm just here to keep it real
Are you a monster? We're not on the same set 
Call you Michael Bay by pulling the same entertainment

Let's play chess, that’ll probably get you on
Considering you treat everyone as your little pawns
Never seen someone insecure to save face
Just to be a SMASH HIT on the picture box for they're taste

Your dad's right, you really have no creativity 
Your World of Make Believe is full of plagiarized activity
You're just the outlaw with the hell that you brought
Unlike the sheriff, you can only handle One-shot 

Now what kind of telly receives terrible reception?
Even after seeing flaws, he shows no redemption
Wanted someone Leggy, now that's a feet obsession 
Just stick to friending rocks if you want better acceptance


Mr. Puzzles:
Greetings, didn't see your name on the cast list
That's fine, cuz like attempts: you won't last this
Really got the rap keys to help you take the lead
Only to have the police come and give you a beat

Who needs heroes? I'm the only star on set
I have five of them, but it seems you're the “marked” object
Hero's got you hanging; anger's got her wrapped
But she's got the hole in her heart when the branch snapped

A swing of your cane and I'll cut your head
Better read the room, you're bleeding infrared
Peter Pan's gotten Negative; he's not the tougher man
Cuz the dreams he smoked are his acid trip to Neverland 

Got the stink eye from your lover with no confess
Even your short extension cord in her output can't impress
Got you binge watching on what you made as goners
You'll always be a scammer with how you Rob her


RGB:
Such a failure, you need people on lock strains
Why even make sense? all you do is rot brains
Seems the Sans really slipping through your very best
Cuz you're bound to this earth to never leave the Ness

You're only great with two roles: a TV and a fool
Unlike the dummy who's always cast as every animal
You're stuck in the past, you've let your amusement go
It's time to knock you off the air and end the Truman Show 

Here's the puzzle: is he someone we should fear? 
(Mr. Puzzles: What?)
Video killed this video star, it should be pretty clear 
(Mr. Puzzles: Wait that's not-)
Quarantined himself cuz his life already spiked
(Mr. Puzzles: Stop it)
So as he's flipping the channels, I'll be flipping the mic
(Mr. Puzzles: ENOUGH!)


Mr. Puzzles:
Why'd you stop? My opponent got cold feet?
Or maybe I'm one of his nightmares on full screen
Maybe if he achieves his goal, he'll let us be
Until then, he's only headlining for LSD

To me, you're the worst one and just lack a fight
Don't take my word, you said it in black and white
Everyone thinks your worthless when you walk on the street
Maybe eat some iron to burn off that acting degree

The screen’s cut to black, it's time to Dial back
Had lots of fun, but your mic hates your vile rap
With all the beating you take that get you rough dry
We should really do this again sometime

Mr. Puzzles vs. RGB ft. TheMonarchy & ZXY

FNaF AR: Special Delivery Main Theme - REMIX (Preview 01)

Welcome to the series premiere of Objects vs Anything! In this fearsome battle, we have the first president of the United States, George Washington, engaging in lyrical combat against a washing machine. Who will win? Listen to find out!

OBJECTS VS ANYTHING
GEORGE WASHINGTON
VS
WASHING MACHINE
YEP.

George Washington:
This reads not like a battle, more a chore of a weekly visit
When all you’re good for’s washing the red I left on the coats of the British
Want something that’ll make your head enter a spin cycle? Well here, peasant 
You could never revolve without the revolution I spearheaded
I fought for my Rights, got my face on the Bill
Fall to my might, you’ll be leaking yourself
Step to me, your insides get chopped
You’ll be left like a child using you as a hiding spot 
I may have died but look at how I croaked
We all know I’m ill when I rap from my throat
This battle shall read like my inauguration, I’m winning this bitch by unanimous vote

Washing Machine:
Come at me, George? You’ll sustain damage of sorts you can’t afford
Because with skill, you’re more starved than your fellow soldiers in Valley Forge
But all I need is to take one glance at your dirty laundry, son
You’re only good at racial cleansing, call you white-Washington
(Oh!) Big wigs ain’t scaring me
This dude’s been a hack since the cherry tree
This flow, you shouldn’t be crossing, kid
You’ll get whipped like you’re building your monument
While you were out in the war, such a bad leader even the French made you tap out
Ask Martha if you were the only Washington with wood in your mouth
I’m a washing machine and I come in so clean, you’ll bobbing to me cause my bars are so heat
This old Washington freak may have got a DC but on top of this beat, he ain’t fathering me
Bro you used to be known as America’s savior, now scandals cause vandals to spark your erasure 
Now your only history left that remains are the dollars that people come to me to pay with

George Washington:
Oh please, the rope in my lawn is more effective with lines, sir 
I’d call this battle a wash, but your style couldn’t be dryer
People get mad at you when you make a sock lose its place?
Let’s see how mad you get once I leave you socked in the face
I kept the states United in a time of crisis
You’re a wrinkle getting crushed by a fist of iron
First damn president to set foot into office
Meanwhile, it’s a given, your rap noise: obnoxious
Once I’ve left this dysfunctional apparatus burned with rhymes
It won’t take any suicidal web challenge for me to turn the Tides

Washing Machine:
Were too pussy to take sides in any of the Father’s tons of feuds
God damn, even George Washington Carver has more nuts than you!
Call you washed up ‘cause your fame will drown
Threw out the king, so how can you take the crown
Rather alone than in bad company? Hardly
You couldn’t get invited to a political party
No treaty’s enough to defeat me, so now let’s see what your eulogy’s going to read
First in war, first in peace, and first to be cleaned up by the flow machine

WHAT WON?
WHAT’S NEXT?
I’LL PROBABLY DECIDE THE NEXT MATCHUP BUT IF I LIKE YOURS IT’LL BE DONE AND YOU DECIDE THE WINNER!
OBJECTS VS ANYTHING

Snakebite126 as George Washington
Freshy Kanal as Washing Machine
Mixing and Mastering by Freshy Kanal
Child Hiding Spot line written by GamingPlush64
Written by Snakebite126 and Commander Jacob
Additional writing help from Eddiefrb
Beat by Hala-X

That about covers it. I have some ideas cooking up for the next installments, but feel free to suggest your own ideas and if they're good, I'll do them! Smell you later, alligator. ;)

George Washington vs Washing Machine - Objects vs Anything [SERIES PREMIERE]

After a long hiatus, Snakebite126 Rap Battles of Inside Things finally gets a name change because what a fucking stupid name that is. It also comes back with a battle of epic proportions between the mystical writer, The Rap Battle Fairy, and the fecal thief, The Shit Goblin, in a battle of the FRB cryptids.

Cast:
The Rap Battle Fairy as themselves
The Shit Goblin as themselves
Mixing and Mastering - Freshy Kanal
Beat produced by Anywaywell

Lyrics:
The Rap Battle Fairy:
Looks like it’s time for me to once again take flight
As all of FRB dozes off in their dreams 
This mystical entity appears in the night
To write a verse against the one who put them all to sleep (Let’s go)
It’s the Rap Battle Fairy coming out the gate
‘Gainst a crack addict bearing tons of pounds in weight
Oh, with just a swish of the wand
I got the power to make any verse bippity bop
And while you’re screaming at your victims to start hitting the quan 
Man, your trials are just errors and I’m leaving ‘em plunged 
And is the fact that you work a job at Walmart a shock?
‘Cause from your traps and voice tapes, you’re just a bargain bin Saw

The Shit Goblin:
Fucking dies 
Now I may not be the Jizz Demon, but please start retreating or you’re really gonna get fucked
I’ll let my voice go louder, kid you don’t-don’t matter, better hope your bladder doesn’t go and splatter
‘Cause from all the living creatures that this pro’s encountered, you’re the only one I won’t be taking shit from
Bitch, what? The Shit Goblin’s hip-hoppin’ 
You’re in deep shit once I kick off, this pimp’s poppin’
You hear the night’s calling and it prompts your arrival
But my speeches will leave you dipping this call like my disciples 
You got your grand start from Pyro vs Memeulous
And yet the best verse was the only one that Felix did
You only make rounds when you have to make up a diss
But I’m more than used to fairies taking the piss

The Rap Battle Fairy:
The Piss Fairy, huh? Well those jokes were piss poor (Yeah)
When I’m taking number one, it’s the Best Writer awards
Plus I’m honestly surprised that you’d think I’d be that threatened
By Danganronpa with a scat fetish (Whoo!)
I’m so fly, your insanity’s boundless
Call Rosie to leave her son reality grounded
Poor stranger, I’m leaving you wrecked with my magic raps 
Cause a flanger is the only effect that your rapping has
As we’re battling, once you see how hard my pen game hits
This’ll be like your third trial tape, you’ll never make it
My bars get songs on playlists, so far I gotta say this
If you’re trying to make movements on the mic, I guess you’re constipated

The Shit Goblin:
Wanna beat me, bro? You need to start over
I’ve seen more appealing flow come from the Barf Ogre
You got left like my minions, stuck, enslaved and
Now you can’t escape the chains of Dustin’s basement
Yeah, I got homies in FRB that’ll clip your wings
I’m a rapper, I’m a rebel, yo it’s Shitty G
Once you’re with hit with bars so heavy like plip-plop
It’s fitting a piece of shit like yourself gets dropped
I’m a stone cold killer and I’m so conniving
You ain’t no dope winner but you’re so bold trying
The immortal, living since before your time
Whose getting sold your spirit, bitch your soul’s all mine
And the minute that you started getting deadlines
Half the scripts you rushed all ended up with dead lines
So don’t challenge me with your lame flows
This battle’s like all your other commitments - shoulda learned to say “no”

Anyways I'm leaving the community now because I am never topping this.

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