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

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 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

This rap battle pits the Ultimate Tennis Star, Ryoma Hoshi, against the paper sailor of legend, Admiral Bobbery, in a contest of battle-toughened, downtrodden lost souls whose dark-turned lives may have been more affected by outside circumstances than they know…

Cast:
Admiral Bobbery- Me
Ryoma- @rosenthalfishes

Writing by me
Beat- Tiger by BmBeatz
Mix by @mvdnvght-sama

Ryoma Hoshi vs Admiral Bobbery- The Rap Ring! [EARLY AUDIO] Ft. Rosenthal (Prod. BmBeatz)

(Read the bottom)
Everon as Peter Tench and Oliver Greenshine
Beat Produced by InsaneBeatz
Written by Everon
Additional Help by Awesome Ayden & Freshy Kanal
Mixed by Everon
Special Thanks to Rosenthal 

Oliver Greenshine:
When the light shines green, you know The Savior’s starved and swarming
But I think I found another ready to bow to her will 
You don’t want to leave? Well then, step into the Berksaut Forest
Camp B’ll probably have a lot more than just time to kill 

They stole you from your wife and even worse, you couldn’t hug your boys
Tried to find your way home, but your attempts were Null and void  
Don’t make no sudden noise or the new god will be disaster for ya
Find a bloody corpse and a dozen more if you don’t answer to Her

Peter Tench:
There is no God in this realm, the devil’s kid looks through your eyes
Like Berksaut police, I have a tendency to shoot on sight
You lost your “faith” for an insect, while I’ve seen fears higher when
I fought my own demons and you think I can’t handle a spider web? 

Who is this guy? Alone, but I can get by 
Watching a sickness kill itself from the inside 
“Charlotte” had some grudges, but never put them to action
When your Savior’s in a mind, only then can she bury a hatchet

I’m not done yet, so you don’t even try hide
You should receive a slug for your receivers and your hive mind 
Give your Queen a new fear to eat on as she rips and mars your flesh 
Find your nest and let the can spray like it was an Art Contest

Oliver Greenshine:
You held up the workers, put a bullet right where Mark layed
Tried to increase survival, but you only upped your heart rate
You died on the hillside, running from your dark fate
And Beck wanted no stones unturned, it was a rock in a hard place

And shame, your own project turned you insane
You got trapped inside the maze, it was too Complex for your brain
Uh, face it, your heinous, it’s blatant that your exhausting
When A-Sync dropped you like you’re a drip in the faucet

So you try  
To make a move on the Queen and you’re gonna die
Your threats are like your whole employment at A-Sync, it was a lie
I know your brain is off its rocker, but The Savior, she herds minds 
So if you don’t wanna feel the pain anymore, open your third eye

Peter Tench:
The Complex took my life away and I became a savage, morbid
And I been through Hell but not a single one worse than your rap performance
And your mob cult is so brainless, It’s weird that I would find that
With zombies riding spiders, you’d think I was playing Minecraft

From Jesus Christ to The Thing, you jump through lords like groupies in Hell (what the hell)
Your faith kept you alive, but have you ever thought for yourself? (nope)
When you don’t have any bodies for your fest, then remember well
That I offered you this ass-whooping today, ring any bells? 



Rosenthal dropping a scrapped demo reminded me that I had a scrapped demo, which he originally was gonna be on. I got his vocals for this, but for this upload, I decided not to use it for this. The main reasons being that it would sound weird next to unfinished vocals and I also want more people to hear my voice, so I can improve as a VA. 

Anyway, this is Oliver Greenshine from Surreal Broadcast going up against Peter Tench from The Backrooms. I scrapped this multiple reasons. The main one being that the writing is pretty outdated and I don’t like it much. The last verse is VERY bad especially. Also, I made this battle in like two weeks for RBD and I couldn’t get the vocals for Peter Tench (Thanks Trakked🙄/j). This demo is from June of this year. It has its moments, but it’s a lot that I don’t like

Oliver Greenshine vs. Peter Tench (Scrapped Demo)

THE RAP RING!

Happy Spring Solstice for those who celebrate! To commemorate the day where winter turns to spring, we’re pitting against each other two youthful, season-inspired characters whose levels MIGHT give you some trouble if you’re not prepared: the plucky, cold-loving Baby Penguin from Super Mario 64, and Whitney, the flower-obsessed Leader of Goldenrod Gym in Pokemon GSC!  Who will win? Well, one thing I know is… if either one starts crying, we ALL lose… or if you fall off the mountain... or if Miltank starts stacking up Rollouts...

CAST:
Thanosquack as Baby Penguin
https://www.youtube.com/@thanosquack6974 

Tibbie as Whitney
https://www.youtube.com/@BozoTibz 

Beat by LEEX:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s_SnhqRQpss&pp=ygUSbGV2ZWwgdXAga3BvcCBiZWF0

Mix by Trakked:
https://soundcloud.com/user-40350977

Thumbnail composition by Ryufan76
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCYlm1k8GpfpyNuKm_KarxjA

Penguin art on thumbnail by A Trash Artist
https://www.youtube.com/@atrashartist695


Lyric Doc:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ybqoxWplJTMDt3MjqTqeoSFMDVWJa4FmmXWUVKDMjX0/edit?usp=sharing



Special thanks to AlchemyKing, MC Fawful, Rosenthal, and GarbageGothic

Lil Penguin Lost vs Whitney- RAP BATTLE! (Prod. Aleex)

Welcome to my first official battle! This puts two red-nosed Christmas icons RUDOLPH THE RED-NOSED REINDEER and FROSTY THE SNOWMAN against each other to see who can sl(eigh) who….sorry.

Danii as Frosty the Snowman
ThanosQuack as Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

Writing & Cover by Everon
Beat Produced by Loudestro
Mixed by Jort 

LYRICS:

Frosty the Snowman:
Happy birthday! I’m glad ya pulled up! 
There’s a party with me. Wanna crash? Then good luck!
I’m the talk of the town! You couldn’t chat to wood stumps!
So anxiety-driven, your legs don’t have to push none!

It’s so mad they bullied you all because that red-nose,
then when Santa pulled you into the reins, they “misjudged.”
He’s just using you and when they caught on, they let go!
Like their navigation, by the way they switched up!

Nick only picked this boy since he filled his void,
you just sit amidst the Island of Misfit Toys!
Such a disappointment to Christmas joy…
to teach kids, unlike your nose, they should dim their voices, 

And clique with bullies and not their friends! 
But you don’t have none so it all makes sense!
Kissed butt so much, a mistletoes’ in your hands, 
became Commander-In-Chief being chief in command!

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer:
Other than that verse, it’s been such a gleeful day!
But I’m about to kill the beat because I lead the sleigh! 
I’ve dealt with snowdudes like you before and I see right ‘round! (hmm)
But this will end way worse than you or your teeth knocked out! (bow!) 

I teach kids how to easily make friends from your haters
While all you teach ‘em is a reason why to not talk to strangers. (ew.)
I’mma leave this hack defeated like the breeze on Christmas Day and
Beat ya crimson on the track until you’re knowing the name of the

Most famous reindeer of all! (yeah!) and you’re such a menace!
Putting a little girl in danger ain’t the meaning of friendship!
You can’t reach your destination, so you lead her to madness,
A snowman this careless - why and how the hell do ya have kids? 

You’re a naughty, naughty boy. Let me check the list now.
A fiend for clout, inciting kids to skip town? (yeah!)
You ditch red and green lights, so just miss out on Christmas. 
Santa can’t drop in his building, it’d be more eyes on this kid! 

Frosty the Snowman:
My get-ups got it, I make it mine!
While all your fame’s from Santa, dawg, he made ya fly!
I bet they talk behind your back, but you create a guise!
I call it Christmas Day, just how you take the skies! 

I mean I was born yesterday, but even I know how to flow, 
If something’s on the top, then I take control!
So just accept that you lose, you’ve only one round to defeat me.
I have no need for this broom, the whole town watched a clean sweep!

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer:
I take it you hate the way heat can leave ya cleaned out
We plant smiles on faces, we’ve no need for a greenhouse!
While you’re wreckless and causing calamity to the natives,
Leaving ‘em creeped out! That whole mob is terrified deep down.

So check your schoolyard, cuz everywhere’s coal
How you more fly than me? You can’t even get cold!
With this light on my nose, I’ll fire your lawn up
That’ll teach you to skip smoke with the highest fawna! (ugh.)

Rudolph vs. Frosty - Rap Battle!

baldi and its a bully performed by korekitten
filename2 performed by corncob7178

beat recreation by korekitten
cover art by korekitten
mixing by korekitten

test

RNG as Katz
Luke Reardon as The Neighbor
Beat produced by 2Deep
Written by Trakked, Alchemyking, GrenadeGames
Additional help by M&Mattie
Mixed by Jordy
Art by TomPuffs
Thumbnail by Trakked

Battle:

Katz:
Welcome to the Katz Motel. 
Now you know this can’t bode well.
You continue your abusing, and I find it quite amusing
How you went from family man to a sad, broken shell.
I’m Katz. I’m your competitor.
Do you have a reservation? You’ll be getting served.
Sit at your table, and soon you’ll be finding
It’s not you, but it’s rather my spiders that are dining
You’re an oaf. I’m a connoisseur of finer arts
I’m no therapist, but I will pick your mind apart
You’re disappointing the children whenever they find your garbage
I suppose that’s one way to leave a childhood scarred.

Neighbor:
You come into my property…
..and you disrespect me?
Then I’ll disassemble your businesses properly
If you are trying to test me
Between you and the fox, I think I must seeing double
If the Katz out of the bag, then I’mma have to grab the shovel
So why don't you step out, or else this won't be a fair game
Then I’ll throw you down another fucking staircase!
Join the dead kids so you can finally keep a company
Not talking your submarine, but you’ll be six feet underneath
You just had to have a look, and now you’re feeling my wrath
It isn’t just curiosity that’s killing this cat

Katz:
I wish you hadn’t done that.
You dug your own grave, now you’ll face it.
Some family died and it broke you inside
So you locked your son up in the basement.
Sad, isn’t it?
You had little Nicky in your grasp but you couldn’t finish it
Inside your corridors, spying
It seems like you could use some sport before dying.

Neighbor:
Dog’s caretakers are oblivious, my targets aren’t idiots
So when we talk our differences, a disguise simply finishes
My job, a little dog tries to out you while you’re schemin’ shit
You’ll finally be remembered when my poster has your face in it!
You’re getting too old to be playing these same tricks
You cheat ‘cuz you’re inadequate in every game you play in
You best start hunkering down, cuz now I’m flooding the town
It’s another contest you’re taking last place in

Katz:
I’ll do what your creators wished for and dissect you
No prayer or Satan worship will resurrect you 
Your life has played out as a never-ending tragedy
Fret not; I’ll simply bury you with the rest of your family

Neighbor:
I’ll bring my shovel down like it’s a racquet through your head
You ain’t escaping Raven Brook, you’re already coated in red
The puss went for the bird; here’s an end he didn’t expect,
It’s only fitting a motel owner was ended by a Guest


Katz vs The Neighbor - Rap Cypher #39

Korekitten as Max
WhozPhantom as Jimmy

TheToppo as Banban

Written & directed by TheToppo and Korekitten
Beat produced by Korekitten
Cover art & sprites by Korekitten
Mixed by SuperDuper24

Special thanks to MC Fawful, Bucketheadking

-

Max:
(Ay) I’ve seen some odd vegetables but this has gone too far
Is it Garten or garden with the roids you’re farmin off the charts??

Jimmy:
Hey!!! That’s the spider guy that Elsa’s with on YouTube Kids!!!!

Max:
No, Jimmy!! *That’s* the scarier red doofus used by content farms
My god, you can’t be guiding with your nasty ass teammates since
Kids don’t fly by your cannibal chick who snacks on her fetuses
Jeez, is that what you’re teaching? How to be fell and unhealthy?
You’re always out here begging all like “WHAT?? HELP ME” (Uh)

Banban:
Straight out the Med Sector with how Banban’s sick, but
(Uh) Laughter’s the best medicine, too bad your vids suck
(Ay) Step in my Garten and i’ll have this monkey running quick
Cause time is delicate when searching for my missing fucks to give
Cause no one else gave one before Friday Night Funkin'
Like, this dude only has fame 'cause he keeps riding off what's hip
And giving faux ultimatums, you grew less human from day one
So now you're 'bout as soulless as the ego that you made up

Max vs. Banban - Rap Battle. (ft. WhozPhantom, TheToppo)

CHECK OUT THE VIDEO!
https://youtu.be/K_0hlmuPHxo

Video coming within the next couple of days. As always, releasing slightly earlier on SoundCloud to go with the digital distribution.

Tina Mickel as Ruby Rose
Mr. Tibbs as The Mandalorian

Lyrics:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1KXWyue0yl6O4z8G1umvsrq-anvWo05apNDq7QTjCPms/edit?usp=sharing

(too big to fit in the description)

Written & Directed by Eddiefrb
Ruby Rose Art by s0_sm0l
The Mandalorian Art by Blast
Beat produced by Vendetta Beats
Additional Instrumentation by Freshy Kanal and Sebb
Mixed & Mastered by Freshy Kanal

Dedicated to Monty Oum

Oliver Greenshine vs. Peter Tench (Scrapped Demo)

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