Welp I guess I’m not the only one to make a graggle battle

I love the part when Margaret said "It's Thatchering Time!"

this battle iss o cool! awesome job littlefleckstra

A rerelease of Username: 666 vs. Byron LG with a new mix.

Username666 (Audio): WillEpicFlicks (Video): Fightmarker
ByronLG (Audio): FyxFynn (Video): Snakebite126

Written by: Alen & ColeTheCole
Mixing & Mastering by: Dee &. Light
Beat Produced by: InsaneBeatz
Announcer: also Light
Edited by: Fightmarker & ColeTheCole
Subtitles by: ColeTheCole
Backgrounds/Thumbnail by: Fightmarker

(0:21) Username 666:
When the net first started, I crawled my way out of hell
Ready to strike fear into fools who dare refresh my URL
Now twenty years later, the horror scenes only got worse
Like this schmuck who’s but a clone of me with his colours inversed
I'm uncontested: the best pasta to pop up in your suggestions
This sorry spambot’s getting blocked if I’m catching him in my mentions
And my knack for bloodshed is outmatched but I really felt bested
With your plot infested of more holes than myself - that's impressive

(0:42) Byron LG:
A YouTube creepypasta who's fallen out of his relevance?
You couldn’t bring your fame back if you tried inspect element
Comedic, this mess thinks he’s besting me with endless refreshing?
You’re only threatening when it comes to the trojans you’re spreading

(0:53) Username: 666
I can't really say I'm in a big shock your pasta got hammered
Spouting gibberish nonsense, as ridiculous as your grammar
It's amusing; you come at me with lines equally confusing
You're in need of a large hand if this is what your pen's producing
You're losing cause I spit it sick
You can’t infect a site for shit
As I'm growing my gore and throwing my fists
All you’ve managed to lob is a fucking brick
Maybe after this you can finally learn what it means to be scary
As you’re plastered across the news again: This time in the obituaries

(1:14) Byron LG
You're a joke; this troll viruses' effects are purely trivial
I take crashing windows and monitors a bit more literal
I’ve only urged for a good diss but after hearing what you've spat
All you’ve succeeded in doing is making me.. really mad.
But I will tell you what angers me more
The way you're so keen on showing your gore
The truth is your pasta lacks so much filth
You don't even challenge Normal Porn
You’re only a loser who’s so slow at deliverin' horror
Your ass somehow managed to outlast Internet Explorer

(1:36) Username: 666
This duel is only proving why you haven't found where glory lies
Weakened as you've progressed; quite reflective of your story line
It's painfully ironic that you're failing in your rap
Cause last time I checked you specialized in ciphers and cryptographs

(1:46) Byron LG
I wanted a verse, not a limerick; It hurts when this hypocrite
Belittles all my scares when he can't manage to deliver shit
Once I've invaded triple six no one will search for more
As he faces a second stoppage; Username 404’d

Username: 666 vs. Byron LG [Updated]. Rap Battle #4.5

No, not Dream SMP.

Trakked as This Man
SimplyRazzy as Grey Man
Beat produced by Ear2ThaBeat
Written by Trakked, DCA, Nooby and 01Tyler10
Additional help by JenniNoMRC and M&Mattie
Chiseled by Jofinity and Danii
Mixed by ENNWAY
Special effects added in by Trakked
Thumbnail by Rabi
Art by 01Tyler10

Battle:

This Man: 
Hello, Grey Man. I suggest you stop treading 
There’s no good ending wherever you’re heading
Been here since ‘06, I’m a legend on the net
You’re a relic on consoles that they all seem to forget
Ever Dream of me? Let’s go behind the scenes
And see a cracked mind, broken by LSD
I'm seen by thousands on a day-to-day basis
You only show up to one; no wonder you're faceless
It's a dream imitation. We’ve no relation
You’re a basic emulator only sold on Playstation.
I’ve no containment, while you’re stuck in bad trips
I’m ancient, this cartridge’s getting sent back to the attic
I'm a worldwide phenomenon, you're stuck in Japan
Got a half-assed game and you're half of a man
So what does that make you? Is this a breakthrough?
They think you're a rapist, they don't want to face you 

Grey Man:
Was that a Downer verse? It didn’t hurt me.
Doesn’t take a therapist to know your verse was murky
You claim to be a cog in a clockwork machine,
But realize you’re part of a marketing scheme
I spit cyphers like Diphen, prepare for a mindfuck
I shine bright like fire so best keep your eyes shut
You rip open animals, blame it on children,
Bring him to madness and claim I'm the villain?
Run backwards, but I’m always here to watch ya
Tearing your memories while I gobble creepypasta
Peeping Tom’s already gone, and his story’s dismembered
But your shitty manga? I don’t want to remember.
This district’s so violent, I’ll leave you in silence 
While my game is timeless, You’ve lost your prime, kid 
The people who’ve dreamed of me, only wish they were sober 
So when you see my presence, know that it's all over.

This Man:
Appear all you want; I'd rather block you from my mind
Bombed hard on the track; call you Spy vs Spy
Looking at your script, your coding could use a rewrite
I got an A+ verse, yours was more of a B-type
I give people happy feelings, you give doses of despair
But a year of your game? That’s a neverending nightmare  
You've already lost, so drop the facade
You claim you're a demon? Then bow to your god.

Grey Man:
The dreamscape is mine to command; I’m confining This Man
And I’ll grind you to strands, you’ll find that you’re damned
So why do you try? You’re so black and white,
I’m spitting bright rainbows, a psychedelic sight
I’m a subconscious monster, you’re more of a myth
This mortal is stuck in a moral abyss 
So when I pop this pill and destroy your existence,
The wet dream you have will be much much different.

SCP-990 (Dream Man):
You’re led to believe it’s a win you’re receiving,
But it’d be too easy to say that you’re dreaming.
I've no true form, but your costumes are laughable 
With Grey's deja vu form never surpassing passable 
It doesn't take a future vision to know your raps were disasters
Leaving wars Cold, more old than the skill I've mastered
You’re both seen as antagonistic, giving others fear,
So why not take my hand? I’m not the bad guy here.
A guise filled with lies, more anonymous than your lettering
You want some bars to munch on? Suppose I’ll do the Keter-ing.
Make no mistake; I’ll break your fake X-Files
I’d rather not partake in a screaming match with you exiles
And as I sit on this bench, watching this match from the sidelines,
I chuckle to myself as you both stay in the limelight
So repent for your mistakes; either way you're sure to fall
See the light 'fore it's too late; this is your wake-up call.

(RNG as SCP 990
Beat produced by hala-X)

Grey Man vs This Man - Rap Cypher #20

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

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

Lyrics lol

graggle art by le groose 

Graggle 
Don’t rap with the fuckin’ Graggle, he’s tuff 
Got a Pac-man noggin but you’re wack as fuck 
I’m classic, a lovable, fan favorite 
This hag is another Maggie who sucks!
(Damn)
Mmm Should I tell her my intentions?
gonna piss up on to your gravestone till it’s yellow like a simpson 
Congratulations, you deserve that statue, lady, I thank you 
Paving the way the first gender neutral and public bathroom,  
Achoo, your face looks mid-sneeze: “i'm allergic to poverty” 
Snatching children’s milk cuz you’re still bitter about Dorathy
Externally horribly ugly, internal misogyny    
Let’s see this coffin dodger tax intellectual property 
I’m dropping these bombs on you like the republican irish 
I got fire that’ll brighton ya’, and my strikes will not be minor 
In the 70s you split the whole of england with a vote  
You were Santa Claus but if he bricked up homes then and got rid of coal 
Half the people think you were some kindred soul that brings them hope
The other half had wished you croaked. Different strokes for different folk

Thatcher vs Graggle! RAP BATTLE

you'll never guess who made this battle.
SPM1000 as Akinator
Toni Rigatoni as AI Dungeon
Beat produced by Dave James (Audio Network)
Written by Trakked and King Mewtwo
Additional help by King Mewtwo
Mixed by Special Inquisitor Rayyan
Thumbnail by Trakked
Art by Grenade

Battle:
Akinator:
I am the renowned, profound rapper Akinator
If you want to battle a round, then you can ask me later
I’m a bit busy with thousands of people playing games,
While no matter the update, your lame bot just stays the same
You used to be a tool and game that people could have fun with
And then you turned your fanbase to an AI Sex Dungeon!
It’s disgusting, and I don’t care very much for silly antics
I suggest you wish for some actual talent to rap, kid

AI Dungeon:
It’s kind of odd that this broken bot chose the prompt to fight
I suppose you’re used to your legacy being stomped on, right?
You’re spitting sick, but it’s terrible, malarian,
Your desert can’t compare within the kingdom of Larion (OHH)
My world is infinite, surpassing expectations
Your world is limited, can't use imagination
You think you're big and shit, but you just need to face it
Maybe think outside the lamp you're trapped in, be creative
Claim you’re reading minds with your questions, it’s just pathetic
Takes hours to get a character you say you’d know in seconds
I ain’t coming back for seconds, bitch, I don’t got the time
Your rhymes are so off you’re prolly snorting your lines

Akinator:
Tough talk. You think my AI’s absurd?
At least my model doesn’t make you pay for every word
Paywalls and paywalls, you think they would buy it?
You're giving people one more reason to be a pirate
I'm well-known for my beyond infinite database
But I couldn't name a single person in your player base
I may be stumped, but I'm not yet done playing you
And there's no coming back from all of your accusations, too

AI Dungeon:
I'd like you to imagine how your website would be
If you didn't brand yourself "20 Questions but free!"
You say that you’re a psychic, but if that’s really true
Then how did you not predict that you’d be the one to lose? (ooh)

Akinator vs AI Dungeon - Rap Cypher #28

Welcome to the twelfth installment of “Quick Diss”! We got two inhuman liars… lying today. It's the lightning from fingertips bringer himself, Saul Goodman! Venting against the overused character despite not even being a character, The Imposter!

Lyrics:
Lyrics:
Saul Goodman:
Right, your honor, I don't get whyyy I have to fight this botter
Despite the strifes and hollers that they enticed with spite and caution
I am appalled that, Saul the con-man, is being comped with this scummy schmuck rat 
Y'all got Imposters? Better Call Saul, hah!
It's all crap, even Walt's ass wouldn't waltz that
Runnin' 'round on large maps but can't map out those bars? Damn
In for a looong match, thinking Saul won't stall laps
'Round your dumb-ass, one door closes, another draws back!

The Imposter:
Bruh, your euphemisms are as bad as your path to riches 
In your bros shadow dick sucking the man, get past your slippin'.
His fam was tripping, said your actions were classed as iminent
Practically sounds lit then, guess that's why he HAD to get lit then!
Class is in session, how to get past the failure, horrors 
And I have a soul, I'm an alien, you're a lawyer
I buckle down my stranieous acts, and that's it
But, you ain't wearing the pants, that's in fact Kim.

Saul Goodman:
Ya got a sharp tongue, but ya ain't kabobing me
Think I lost cuz you was floundering to bob on beats?
Hardly, yee vent a lot for natural anomalies!!
Match the fellas you're "conquering" but can't match your bars with heat?
I'd have an ad on em see, least a smidge of civility 
You push your con on all kiddies in the vicinity 
It's sickening, the fact the children within infancy
Are then reaped by sicko creeps, there's no things to stick 'em? Esh.
Only thing you could stick to me is the fact you're a prick 
Got stuck on a fad and then dipped
I'm timeless, and I'd imagine that his
Numbers don't line up to mine, so ring me up on lines, my rap is dismissed. (Hah-ha!)

The Imposter:
You and your wife preyed on a man in a failing marriage 
Least my victims were astronauts who sail the very
Fabric of space; you ran around and fabricate
That he snorts crack and lays hookers on the back-street? Lame
As foul as it takes, all that for a power fuck
Speaking of fowl as of late, you could've said Howard, duck!
Instead he got executed on your lousy rug
Then Mike Chucked his body in the ground he dug

Saul Goodman:
Uh, what a weird accusation and unlike the lord
You sir, have made a vow not to lie in court
And even if this mighty horace was at all important…
Guess you wouldn't have a defense to provide a source eh?

The Imposter:
That's crazy. Did I ask? YOU phase ME? Could be your ass 
Lazy in your fiendish raps, I'll slay thee, with memes and facts
You're in a living room, sitting with Kim, hear a hit or two 
Open the door to Howie in what would then be his tomb
Lalo shows up in a sickened mood, kills the dude
Was in the room, didn't report to feds, now you're in it too
Pushed and pushed him, just a fucking monster
No matter what Wood you knock on, you'll remain Chuck's imposter…

-CAST-
Saul Goodman: AdamDRB
The Imposter: Trakked

-PRODUCTION-
Thumbnail/Art by: Grasman
Written by: JaCoN
Beat:
http://www.shadowville.com/audio//Shadowville.com%20-%20Dead%20Presidents.mp3
Beat Produced by: 2Deep
Mixed by: JaCoN

Saul Goodman vs The Imposter - (Quick Diss) #12

Hello everyone and welcome to the premiere of Reboot Rap Battles! The series where we take iconic matchups and put our own spin on it! In this premiere episode, we have the personifications of two of the most polarizing concepts in internet culture, Cryptocurrency and Astrology!

Zagranis as Astrology Girl
JustGamer as Cryptobro
Written by JustGamer and Zagranis
Beat Produced by 2Deep
Beat Arranged by Zagranis
Mixed by Zagranis
Cover art by Zagranis
Art by Grenade
Logo by Commander Jacob

Cryptobro:
Rolling in dough, rolling in with hoes, yea you know it’s the CRYP-TO-BRO
Mess with me then you’ll end up like an NFT, this bitch I’ll own 
Worth pennies when we started, now topping the stock market, I’ll kick your ass next
Cause who’s dumb enough to base their personality on when their parents had sex??

Astrology Girl:
In all of my years looking up at the stars, didn’t think I’d be battling this
Chronically online manchild who spends stacks on stacks for some chimps
Take a glimpse at your impending loss hun, it’s all in the cards
If you wanna alienate follow daddy musk all the way to fucking mars

Cryptobro:
While you were claiming your view’s ethereal, I’m out here making my Ethi real 
So let’s quit the talk of that cheesy spiel 
I’m on that grinding mindset with my time spent finding what will rise high next
So don’t end up surprised if I’m taking over the world wide web 
While you’re sitting around waiting for the universe to be in your favor
Crying to your friends like: “It’s Virgo season, not my fault I’m a hater!”
Don’t need to trace a shape to dictate your fate, I can end you with one dope line
Now watch as the star girl shoves crystals up where the sun don’t shine

Astrology Girl:
Your currency’s basis lacks information
My planets are lining up in formation

Cryptobro:
Bitch lemme know who the fuck asked
For you to talk about a lack of facts

Astrology Girl:
Sit back, relax, breathe, let the normie get it out of his system
He doesn’t realize what he’s doing is wrong, so let me list ‘em
NFTs are the enviroment’s cancer, a pfp for out of touch actors
Don’t think I’ve seen a single thing sadder, online you’re a god, real life you’re a slacker
I spend my life, helping people find their inner strength and improve their lives
You peddle lies, but don’t realize, you’re bringing the world to its demise
Spending hours mining the blockchain, trying his best to wisecrack haters
All to childishly defend some dated pixel art, like a Minecraft player! 

Cryptobro:
You’re fucking obnoxious, do all Aries need to act so defiant?  
You can try to deny it but there’s only proof for one of us rooted in science
I’m science fiction, your science is fiction, don’t you get it? You’ll always be wrong 
So yea check the profile pic, the shape says it all, you’re Hexa-gone

Astrology Girl:
This basic sigma male is truly token, but you’ve got no worth even in an arcade 
So insignificant, you could take a page from me and listen to what the stars say 
When you’re laying down, broke and in debt, wondering what went wrong with your life
From the beginning you were destined to fail, you should’ve taken the signs

Cryptobro vs Astrology Girl

In this series debut, Batman villian Hush goes up against Oregon urban legend The Bandage Man in a battle of the bandage-wearing murderers. Which one will leave with the most bruises?

Spadical as Hush
ForgottenSon as The Bandage Man

Hush:
I say only strike when your foes weakness show
This battle would’ve been easy, but I didn’t bring soap (aargh)
You’re lost of your life, cemented to horrendous smell and bandaged scars 
You want a ride? Hop on the back of my parents car (aargh)
I owned Wayne’s entire town, while you only had a road 
I tortured a fucking clown, so I think I can crack a joke 
Enjoyed logging alone, but it came to a sudden stop 
Had so little friends, even the saw mill had to cut him off 

The Bandage Man:
You’re a weak and decrepit man, why can’t you accept the fact
You wanted your parents dead, couldn’t even perfect that 
They almost made it to the grave, but one was saved by one Thomas Wayne
You wanted Bruce’s praise, but now you’re waning in his father’s name 
Even you don’t know who you are, despite that I remain nameless
When I stalk they see me clearly, you hide behind people’s faces 
Riddled with plastic surgery , think it’ll eclipse your damages 
But your fathers abuse? Now that cannot be fixed with bandages

Hush: 
In Oregon, you like drinks, let’s crack open a cold case
Greet you with a couple shots, how’s that for some first aid
With locals pirating your image, do you really think you’re scaring me?
Mythos blew out proportion, no wonder they call it Cannon Beach
I don’t know who I am? I’m renowned for my one story
While your local town fucked around, came up with three origins
I’ll maim this mummy and make sure he has a bad time
With both this battle and your life, you were killed by a fucking landslide

The Bandage Man: 
When the clown attacked, you became the prey of the birds 
And you turned to the Joker’s jester in every sense of the word
You went back to your old friend, only for him to flush you out
Ironic, you want things to go your way you should just shut your mouth
Your memory is broken, you won’t kill me, know the truth
You’ll dent me with holes? Dent sure put holes into you 
And with your story ruined, Tom traded just to riddle us
No surprise, when your film’s reception faded to a- 

Written by Awesome Ayden and Everon
Produced by ESKRY
Mixed by Jordy
Cover Art by Everon

This battle was written, demoed, recorded, mixed and (privately) uploaded in 75 hours.

Hush vs. The Bandage Man - DC vs. Anything (Issue #1)

Royal Rap Battles!
TheMonarchy as King Bob-Omb
Bucketheadking as King Pig
Beat produced by Surce
Written by Trakked, KingCorporeal, AlchemyKing
Additional help by: King Ducky
Mixer: (King) Jordy

Battle:

King Bob-Omb (0:13):
The king of kaboom has now entered the room; I expect that you soon will be met with your doom
Cuz I'm heading to you and you know that I'm ruthless, I'll use you as food at the end of this duel
I don’t know how you climbed and found my mountain but you’ll never amount to 
My legacy with all the eggs that you’re eating, try besting me and you’ll end up as a couch, fool!
(Haha!) To me, your tiny crown's a toothpick
I don’t care that you’re an heir because you’ve fared as rather useless
I'm gargantuan and flattening this wacky tacky bastard
So you better call for Leonard ‘fore I have your forces scattered

King Pig (0:40):
Pigs before made houses out of straw and wood, but that’s beneath me
No huff or puff can haul me off the roof, you can’t defeat me
Birds together tried to fight, my power’s what they’re all afraid of
I’m stronger than your metal plating, so I’ll show you what I’m made of!
Appetite like Gaston, on the track I’m a beast (snort) *
Nab his star and cash in, cause I’m covered in green! (snort) *
Now that I’m face to face with you, I simply must ask
What kind of paint did you spread on that wretched mustache?

King Bob-Omb (1:06):
Hold it, Porky; such embellished stories, I don’t give a damn
Cooking up a storm on this beat, call it Green Eggs and Ham
So listen Smooth Cheeks, we know you’re used to falling off
This awful pawn is off his rocker, while Bob-Omb calls all the shots!

King Pig (1:21):
You’re supposed to kneel to me, not.. whatever you’re doing now
Went from a boss to spin-offs, so that shows you’re losing clout
I may target infants, but I’d never throw them at foes
No wonder you’re the blasting master, all you do is blow!

King Bob-Omb (1:35):
At least I treat bob-ombs with respect. Your piggies protect you, and what do they get?
They get bruises and scratches, they’re losing their balance, you’re gnawing on eggs while they fall off the ledge! 
Constructing games out of spare parts and spinoffs no one had asked for
Now I’m dropping the mic harder than you from the App Store

King Pig (1:49):
That verse is the biggest bomb here, with the crap that you’ve laid
‘Cause your disses are like your Party board: factory-made
In a minute, I’ll be chilling with my minions, do you mind?!
So gimme your crown too, this win is MINE MINE MINE!!

King Bob-Omb vs King Pig - Rap Cypher #38

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