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Brodecai as Slenderman (Audio)
Dudz as Slenderman (Video)
Vladimyr P. as Jeff The Killer (audio) 
Dudz as Jeff The Killer (Video)
YDGeon as Announcer

Slenderman: 

Confusion is what humans may feel with my presence
but nothing compares to your whole storie’s coherence
The photos will show that a threat’s what i pose 
I brought fear to the mist, your whole thing’s getting smoked!
not close as a foe, either way, i’m approaching
No traces, thats why i’m acting silenced
When least expected, they’ll be infected 
feeling burnt out to end up missing like your eyelids
My legend’s what settled this whole sensation 
Spreading shock and fright to entire nations 
Looks like ripped off Joker can’t be taken so serious
The only cracks you got just made you go delirious
Rejected by the Wiki, and your fans grew tired
How you’re gonna fire back when your status backfired?
Dare to enter my domain, there's no way you can survive
 but judging by your face, you’re always due to ‘’crossing lines’’
   
Jeff the killer:

Jeff the killer, death is quicker 
So you better run while you still can
Arrive at night, sharp as my knife 
That's why i’m gonna slice up Slenderman!
Enter your domain? as if it was your reign
But you forgot something: I GOT WOODS ON MY NAME!
My lines are packing heat, cuz i’m giving burns like bleach
Feeling stressed? should be! you’re next on my murder spree 
Tried to hit the big screen, and your film was a debacle
That budget couldn’t prevent you of being Something Awful
cuz a game brought your fame, then decayed years later
As always, you’re a lame excuse to seeking paper
For the genre, it is true that you've paved the way 
But thanks to rap battles, you went from slaying to slave
So don’t faze my rage if you still think i'm that weaker
I beat all bullies by myself, you got outclassed by a math teacher!

Slenderman: 

Slit your mouth yet those words have failed to cut deep
Causing snores is the only way you’ll make go to sleep
The damage i create can’t be healed from any mind  
You pass the same effect when seen on Gacha Life
the impact i left goes beyond some numbers
All proxies by my side, you’re only loved by Tumblr
I guess your bad rap/rep is just too hard to cover 
Struggling behind bars? should’ve learned with your brother

Jeff the Killer:

Did you teleport your rhymes? Cuz they felt so out of place
 Should’ve expected that when you lack a mouth on your face
Calling out my targets, as if yours aren’t offensive 
You’re easy to defeat; take a seat with Chris Hansen
See the bigger picture: no one’s scared of your horror
So do what you do best and just stay in the corner
Put some meaning on your writing, so its not bland as usual
Suit and tie fit just right, since this became your own funeral *laughs*

Eyeless Jack:
Its Eyeless Jack here! 
Messing with me is quite risky
Once i murder on this beat, i'll go and eat  
your ki- 
*gets shot and falls on the floor*   

Dudz:
Dude, who the heck let this guy in? The battles finished!
*sigh* Fricking royales…


Written By Dudz
Addit. Writing Help by Vladimyr P., Bacon Pancake & Brodecai
Researching Help By Danii
Beat prod. by HEKS
Mixed and Mastered by Captain Jorge
Thumbnail and cover art by Cidisswo


EYELESS JACK CREDITS

Dudz as Eyeless Jack 
Other Eddie as himself

Written by Dudz
Beat prod. by 2Deep
Mixed by Cidisswo


Special thanks to JotaSeis, Cidisswo, Vladimyr P., Captain Jorge, My Parents, Matthew Thomas, ERBParodies and you

JEFF THE KILLER VS SLENDERMAN- AMATEUR RAP BATTLES

DillyDally as Gerson
ThanosQuack as Old Man McGucket
Writing by AshleyMagica
Additional writing by WAN, DillyDally, & ThanosQuack
Art by WAN
Beat, mixing, & graphic design by DillyDally

Gerson:
Welcome to my shop! Please don’t throw a cryin’ fit
Sellin’ yourself as a tragic hero? I ain’t buyin’ it
You must be strapped for cash, judgin’ by your redneck campground
Guess all that fishin’ for gold didn’t pan out

Annoyed the damn town with your nonsense and rumors
Now *you’re* a local legend, they call you the Gobbledegooker
I’d say it’s all in one of my books, but you’d never read one
If I said you’ll eat your words, you’d *literally* eat ‘em

Spouse left you - how’s it going with that new life?
She took the ring, so you had to get a raccoon wife
And you’re treated as a joke by the last of your bloodline
Are you from underground? ‘Cause you’ll never see your son rise

McGucket:

I SEEN IT! I SEEN IT AGAIN!
With its long gee-rafe neck and its green wrinkly skin
It’s the Gersonwonker! The beast what lives with the Darkners
And is dim as a bulb, but still thinkin’ he’s smarter

But you’re too slow! If your son’s a sign, you always miss the boat
Scuttle off, and don’t you butt in on the hillbilly GOAT
You think your advanced age will stop me? I’ve dined before
I’ll get you out ya shell WHEN I EAT UP ANOTHER DINOSAUR!

Don’t string me along! I flim-flam the banjo!
Thought I wouldn’t clap back? I’m goin’ hambone
Pah! Don’t you act like some literary master
You can’t even shimmy shammy to the end of your chapter!

Gerson:

Yeesh, you sound like you’re dyin’! Are you kickin’ the bucket? 
Drink your own tonic - you sound like a chicken, McGucket 
And your hillbilly grammar should land you in the slammer 
Ditch the moonshine and you’ll still get hammered! 

I challenge folks to snatch my hair and every one of them falls 
The march of time got ‘ya, and you went bald 
You’re just a scholar’s buddy that he ditched to explore 
The banjo player’s always playin’ second fiddle to Ford 

We can all rewrite the prophecy, but ‘cause of all the death you’d seen 
You went from building computers to clearing your own memory 
And now, ain’t a single thought that goes through that wiped mind 
Once again, your life will be wrecked by a Blind Eye

McGucket:

You’re weak as mule spittle, that I’m certain of
You’re less Gerson Boom and more Gerson Bust
Used to be a war hero, now you’re tryna sell stock
Guess even the best of veterans get shell-shocked

All your priest son ever needed was your blessin’
But you turned to a holy ghost ‘fore makin’ your confession
Susie had to take credit for your letters like a spelling bee
The one thing that never passed on was your legacy

I bet your heart is all heavy without the chestplate
Your big statue’s more threatening, you’re just dead weight
If you think you’ll pass down your skills, don’t get your hopes up
‘Cause now your hammer is gatherin’ your own dust

CRANKY KONG MOTHERFUCKER:
I’ve had enough of watching hillbillies decay
Now pay respects to the original DK
That’s right, it’s me, Cranky Kong, from Donkey Kong Bananza
I’ll show both of your wives a real OHHH, BANANAAAA

AshleyMagica as Cranky Kong


Gerson vs Old Man McGucket - Disney Rap Battles!

Leo Barqui as Grand Dad
Trakked as MARIO ROM
TTS as Message Box
Beat produced by Diamond Style
Written by Trakked, Syphonstick, AshleyMagica and M&Mattie
Mixed by Jordy
Art by Dboy
Thumbnail by TomPuffs

Battle:

Grand Dad:
You better listen cuz Grand Dad is bout to spit it
I smash these fads and hacks so bad I get their shit delisted
We both know that you ain’t ready, so dull, but tryna be edgy
I’ll gobble a creepypasta, hope she made lotsa spaghetti! (OHH!)
Want me to find you? How ‘bout I Yabba Dabba Don’t?
Imma barge into your castle, grab this asshole by the throat
You’re a menace to the kingdom, I can see why they can’t stand ya
I’ll stomp him like a Goomba and I’m feeling so Grand, uh
Nobody gave a single shit about that crappypasta game
Cryptic text and awful frames, you damn ROM hacks are all the same
Got high-quality raps for days, bitch, I keep the heads boppin’
They call me a Flintstone cuz me and Peach keep the bed rockin’

Message Box:
Ever since you entered this battle you signed your fate.
You hit the box Fortran, now there’s no more sign to fly away
There’s no way out of here. You’re stuck in my place now.
You're taking the selfish way out.

MARIO:
This is my world that you're stepping in
I'm glad you had your fun in all your ten seconds of relevance
Designers so lazy that they ripped off a TV show’s game
I guess they did bring gaming back into the stone age!
I’ll splatter you across your shitty barren levels 
And then I’ll turn a played-out Vinesauce meme into some marinara 
You disgust me. You can’t win this scenario.
Who tore apart this bootleg? It’s-a me, MARIO!

Grand Dad:
Don’t you think you’ve caused enough trouble, you sleazy bastard?
You just speedran your defeat, now I’mma beat you even faster
My bootleg’s better made than you, your shtick is corrupt
The only point of advice I’d give is to shut the hell up!
You yap on and on about your crimes but I don’t give a shit
You’ve been falling off since autoscroll pushed you over the edge of the cliff
Failed like your ARG, and it wasn’t surprising, too
Players made like your victim cuz none of em had eyes on you

MARIO:
You’re ancient history, you can’t accept your time is through
You were King for a Day but now everybody despises you
So not a single person will care when I bash your head
There’s nothing you can do to change my mind about what happens next.

Message Box:
Victim #2. Another bloodied, mangled corpse.
Hand marks found across the body without a traceable source.
Skull fragments found around the ground with a club lying next to him.
No one’s left to love him. No friends or even next of kin.


7 GRAND DAD vs MARIO ROM - Rap Cypher #48

Cole as The Batter
Swizkii as Brad Armstrong
Beat produced by Theskybeats
Written by Trakked, Cole and Buckethead
Additional help from Buckethead
Mixed by Jordy
Art by CyanCoat
Thumbnail by TomPuffs

Battle:

The Batter (0:30):
My introduction needs no more clarification.
This track is in need of immediate purification.
You’re akin to the spectres I’ve vanquished, so learn your place and
Succumb to my holy fire and die in your isolation
Your soul has been corrupted, I've been sent to purify ya
So keep your freaks away, ‘cause I prefer to work in silence 
You cannot let go of your trauma, so here’s your reminder
Lisa is buried and serves her purpose as fertilizer.
Taste my holy wrath, and soon you shall be burning. 
You were right when you wanted a wife but said you don't deserve it.
The women went out in a flash, the same with your dreams of third base.
Can’t escape from your purpose when you don’t have one in the first place.
I change the world for the better, you’ve no excuse
I break the chains of vacants, you can’t break the cycle of abuse
When taking the blame for your friends, Columbo beat you to no end
‘Cause you went and dropped the ball and your baby atop her head.
Raised your daughter with your friends, then it ended up bloody
I'm hitting home runs, you couldn't make a home for Buddy
I shall be your instructor with something you should be taught at last:
The bottom of the bottle will not bring your daughter back.

Brad Armstrong (1:30):
You can't understand the pain that I’ve felt.
Your family dies, the only one to blame is yourself
I didn't want to see other people go through abuse
So I taught children to protect themselves against the men like you.
My mission's to protect Buddy at any cost,
Your mission's to kill your son ‘cause your love for him is lost.
Now you have nothing left to give.
You've been dead since the beginning; this is the day that I live.
Through your actions, the good in your life was thrown away. 
You don't take care of your baby, you don't know his name. 
I sheltered Buddy, yes, but at least she and I were safe
Because of you, Hugo never saw the light of day.
Created to be a father, but you ended up as worthless
You showed it in your verse, dragging on as long as Nern does
Your threats are empty, like the zones you're leaving stuck behind.
So come at me, you bitch, I'd like to see you fucking try.

The Batter (2:18):
Pop some Joy, you worthless junkie, maybe find the balls to fight me 
Or you could keep on whining and make like The Judge and bite me
This balding man is nothing; the guardians were no match for me
You’d only be sweet when turned to sugar in the factory
You have a tough shell, but on the inside you're pathetic. 
All you wanted was a hug from Buddy, but you couldn't get it. 
She hates you, Brad. That is why she purged your life. 
I'll turn this battle OFF. Adversary purified.

Brad Armstrong (2:42):
You took everything for granted, you emotionless freak
Never questioning your actions only shows that you're weak 
You needed Add-Ons to beat the ghosts and erase 'em
While I don't need a bat or even arms to bash your face in
They see you as a monster as you walk throughout the zones.
No matter what you try to do, you'll always be alone.
Destroyed your life in every step. Heh, welcome to the party, bud.
You managed to be an even worse father than Marty was.


The Batter vs Brad Armstrong - Rap Cypher #55

Teimunity as Bed Wars
ClarencetheDuck as Doomspire Brickbattle
Beat by Teimunity
Mixed by Jordy 
Art and Graphic Design by carsfrankie

Bed Wars • Verse 1 (16 Bars)

Queued in, now I’m locked in the game
Spotted opposition on the side, but wait
Gotta gather iron, cover up the bed to be safe 
Grab some block, now I’m closing the space to your base!

Uhhh…gotta say, this wasn’t expected
They built a whole tower with some flimsy extensions 
No problem for me, cus all I needs to do is buy an axe
And one swing to your tower and those inside of it are falling flat!

You ain’t messing with my bed, blockhead
If you take one step on my isle, then your dead
That tiny little wall’s nothing to a fireball
My turrets gon’ make you fall, then you're knocked off the ledge!

We built an empire! You’re stuck in a runt!
Cus how are we on the Hive, yet you got more bugs?
Ain’t talking player barriers, but you’ll be swept off your feet too 
You come for the brick battle, your spire will meet doom!

Doomspire Brickbattle • Verse 1 (16 Bars)

TEN HUT! (SIR!) OUR OPPS ARE SPEAKING NONSENSE!
WE MAKE ANYTHING OUR BUSINESS AND STAND ON IT!
THEY WANNA TALK WITH THEIR DERIVING CONTENT?
THEY'RE WHOLE REVOLVES AROUND ONE BED!

BUT YOU’LL NEVER BREAK OUR TOWER DOWN! (YES SIR!)
YOUR PLAYER BASE ARE JUST A COUPLE OF CLOWNS! (YES SIR!)
BECAUSE WETHER IRL OR IN GAME (YES SIR!)
YOU’VE BEEN GETTING CARRIED BY THE BLADE! (YES SIR!)

YOU MUST’VE HAD SPAWN PROTECTION
THIS AIN’T A PILLOW FIGHT, I WILL NOT BE BESTED
WAKE UP, GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME FOR A SECOND
I KNOW YOUR BED WARS, BUT THIS IS NO TIME FOR RESTING!

OUR DAILY TROOPERS ARE ALWAYS ON THE FRONTLINES
YOUR MATES STAY AT THE BASE AND GET SWATTED LIKE HOUSE FLIES
AND WITH A BUILD LIMIT THAT PITIFUL, I COULDNT BELIEVE
SO PUSH OUR BASE IF YOU DARE…AND IF YOU COULD REACH

Bed Wars • Verse 2 (8 Bars)

Daily players? Well, you lost that, bitch 
They pushed away from your game like a knockback fish
Fireballs shaking up your base like a comet
Don’t you remember what happened with towers and flying objects?

I looted up while you having your Soviet speech
And now I have the armoury to go show up your team
What now? Your hanging on by one slice of a piece
It’s obvious that I would be the one to put you asleep 

Doomspire Brickbattle • Verse 2 (8 Bars)

(HAHAHA…) YOU THINK YOU WON AGAINST ME?
ANY MEANS OF ME CONCEEDING ARE FAR IN YOUR DREAMS!
I UP THE GAME IN MY FAVOUR LIKE PAY TO WIN TYCOONS
SO MY TOWER WON’T FALL…UNTIL I DO!

YOU THINK I NEED A PICKAXE TO BREAK THROUGH YOUR DEFENSES? 
YOU BUILT WOOL AROUND A BED? REAP THE CONSEQUENCES!
AND ONE BOMB WILL HAVE US BOTH FALL FLAT
…BUT ONLY ONE OF US HERE HAS A RESPAWN PAD!

Bed Wars vs. Doomspire Brickbattle • RAP BATTLE! (TRB)

LunaticmoonVA as Vaggie
Mochii as Undyne
Written by: Ego
Mixed by: jordy
Cover art by: Cidisswo

LYRICS:

EGO RAP BATTLES!!!!

UNDYNE!!!!

VS!!!!

VAGGIE!!!!

BEGIN!!!!

[Undyne]
Fuhuhuhuhu
En garde, Undyne attacks, flee, demon
(Ngahhh) Royal guard, we go high like when she’s singing
(Ngahhh) You take more orders than Grillby’s, you’re adams bitch
Hid the genocides from Charlie now shes got you playing pacifist
Listen, brat, you won’t humiliate me
I’m the only underground rapper in the main stream
Understand, Vagatha, you’ll be history like manga
When I leave you like your past, filled with extermination

[Vaggie]
I’m sorry, what the fuck was all that?
Step in hell, and you’ll collapse in seconds, like the hotlands
You’re the leader of the royal guard? Fuck that shit
I've seen better heroine in Angel’s drug stashes
Hate to tell you, but life ain’t anime, Un
You’re not an Alphys, this fish is a betta
Your fans harassing lets players, is what's getting them off?
I'll do what Markiplier couldn't and finish you off

[Undyne the Undying]
The wind howls, as the waterfall flows
The tragic tale of our people, started long long ago
No, why don’t I spare you with the details of our kind
When I could spear you and put X’s on both your eyes cuz YOU’RE GONNA DIE
I’m Undyne the undying, run for your life
Out for LV but you get none, CUT like a lime
You’re a friendless, self loathing, punk, I despise
Like a trust fall, you let down everyone in your life
I’m the crime fighter, putting Charlie's Angel in her place
Here's a jape, I’ll play a game of tic tac toe on your face!
LETS FINISH THIS, no one can deter my determination 
Even Papyrus’s pasta ain’t as tasteless as your name is

[Vaggie]
You got that out? You’re pathetic, you know that?
They call it under tail cuz you can’t get your head out your own ass
You melted away like your house cooking, when you tried stopping Frisk
I saved a kid from monsters, you could barely save a Monster Kid
I’d rather do battle with Shyren, at least her lyrics hit hard
This fish tanked, and you wanna put me in a box?
This angel turned you into dust, like the human did
Kept an eye out for Papyrus, now both of you are pupil-less

Vaggie vs Undyne (Hazbin Hotel vs Undertale) - Ego Rap Battles

The Process

Kx - HIYDT!

ThanosQuack as Dead Bart
TheToppo as Squidward Tentacles

Prod. by Cubensis & Teimunity
Mixed by Jordy

Art by Box and Ego
Thumbnail Art by Box

Bart • Verse 1 (14 Bars)

(AHAHAHAHA!) Big Simpson on the scene, peeling on your screen, might be too morbid 
They showed my ribs in my screening, but it was less barebones than your performance 
The only right notes you made were in your manifesto, I demand a refund, that act was sorry
Sucked more than the reed in your clarinet so the squid put a hole in himself like it’s calamari

I know that I’m known for my prank calls, but none can compare to the voices that rung in your head, on the night that you fled, as you lied in your bed, they were dying for you to just *POW* 

DO IT!

WALK INTO THE LIGHT LIKE THE SCHOOL OF A NEW KID!
DEPRESSIONS THE ONE THING YOUR GROUPED WITH, SO WHY NOT TAKE A SHOT AT A NEW SCHTICK?
YEAH, YOU’VE ALWAYS BEEN USELESS, YOU CAN’T BE A FAMOUS MUSICIAN WHILE CRUNCHING QUARTERS
THAT’S LIKE MILHOUSE WORKING AT KRUSTY BURGER AND WORKING UP TO…SOMEONE NORMAL!

(AY!) Bro just stop the music and do what you gotta do
Patrick’s out here playing mayonnaise and has more sauce than you
This octopussy pushing 100 and still playing geek scores
Face looking baggier than Homer’s jeans, so do us all a favour and eat my shorts!

Squidward • Verse 1 (12 Bars)

(Sigh) Sweet Neptune…
I guess we’re in the same boat…I hoped they would forget you 
Daring today, aren’t we? I’m sad, isn’t it obvious…
Unlike your initials, let’s hope you take this more serious than my whole audience

(Sigh) But if you wanna brawl, don’t start, cus the shotty’s like LeBron, all my shots got arks 
Bart believes that’s he’s top of the charts, but you can’t be ahead if your one gets sparked
You’re whole verse is a Dud, cus my face is stuck in displeasure looking at this chopped kid
Nobody’s asking who Joe is, they look at you and ask who’s “Jaundice”

And at your gravestone, not a soul would come near, cus you stink so much like Dutchmen’s sock
And the plane crash left your head popped like Duff beer, both your brains and your series are falling off
So just BE QUIET and STOP TALKING, you yellow belly experiment 
Like my hopes and dreams and your whole body, just fade into your irrelevance…

Bart • Verse 2 (8 Bars)

Hey! INK YOURSELF YOU FAT HEADED FREAK! You’re a shell of yourself like your boss is!
You step to DB, and I’ll turn your whole empty concert to an endless mosh pit!
Just think, you’re a brain dead grinch, should’ve stuck with the rope in a corner
You planted seeds of doubt in your mind then expanded your dome like Sandy; that’s a Treehouse of Horror!

Tried to making money, but you just can’t DO IT, tired to make friends, but you just can’t DO IT
Tried to make good music, but you BLEW IT! BLEW IT! BLEW IT! BLEW IT! BLEW IT!
DO IT! THAT'S THE ONLY COMMITMENT YOU’RE CONFIDENT OF! USE IT!
JOIN ME IN HELL! USELESS! STUPID! PUT THE BARREL IN YOUR MOUTH AND DO IT!

Squidward • Verse 2 (4 Bars)

…Is that what you want? To break my conscience like Fred’s leg?
There's red in my eyes, I’m not sleep deprived, I’m tired and I want to be left dead 
Sure, I’ll join you, Stephen wanted a bud of a joke, now his biggest one has a gun to his throat 
In time, I’ll only see white like your eyes, I’ll paint you a picture…it’s one of my own…

Dead Bart vs. Squidward’s Suicide • RAP BATTLE! (TRB)

Langle as Reagan Ridley
BobcatXtreme as Stanford Pines

Written by AshleyMagica & SIR Rap Battles
Additional help by Toony Loony & Erin
Mixed & Arranged by SIR Rap Battles
Beat by Tone Jonez
Art by Valonide
Special thanks to JustGamer, Vanes, garbageGothic, Matt Raichous, Hazelmoth, Shion Takeuchi, Alex Hirsch & my sister

Reagan (0:10): 
JR wants me to hide you? Okay, what’s your story? 
Actually, I’m done! Screw this! You’re fucking boring! 
Oh, you think you’re unique ‘cause your hands are all screwed up? 
You have four middle fingers? Woooow. I can’t give two fucks! (laughs)

Attended Backupsmore ‘cause your life took a sad turn
What, you can’t afford a real college, Mr. Stanford? 
But I wonder how you coped in that second-rate school
That’s food for thought, and you must have a metal plateful

Our job’s to keep secrets, so let’s ask Stan what he’s seen 
‘Cause you vanished and got replaced, just like Avril Lavigne 
And then your lab was stripped clean so your bro could sell his useless crap 
When you were trapped, your life’s work amounted to a tourist trap (oh shit!)

You pack a die that could end up leading to endless paradigm shifts 
But not one would lead to Dipper picking you to side with 
Unlike you, he’d never leave his sibling ditched 
The Stan of War’s taking off more than your internship!

Stanford (0:56):
Before you insult my looks, maybe think first 
Just ‘cause you lost one doesn’t mean I’ll let you point fingers 
Then again, no prosthetics could fix your internal damage 
Forget your eyes, you just have emotional baggage 

Your father never thought to give you comfort or love 
So now you’d only land a punch when someone comes for a hug 
Kid, affection’s something you need to be mustering up 
I’d say reflect on yourself, but your mom does that enough 

Who knew a genius scientist made for the dumbest lover? 
You can’t keep a low profile when you’re getting under covers 
Then you cover-up every single man that has been in your bed 
I suppose that’s why they’re calling it Shadow Prison Ex 
 
You went from a brilliant mind at every single task 
To a drunkard killing your time downing a different flask 
I’d craft a tool to get another Reagan back into line 
But you’ve already been strangled by your own family ties

Reagan (1:41):
Bullshit, like you don’t also have an awful dad! 
Seems you forgot your past, or got addicted to Nostalgia Max 
You thought you’d patch the rift, but with your messy emotions 
You keep moving away from Stan: Perpetual Motion 

Nearly fucked the world ‘cause you thought that his tone was hurtful? 
Broke the Zodiac, but you both are still going in circles
And let’s not forget the way you drove your best friend mindless 
Turned a Blind Eye to his pleas when he was left blindsided

Stanford (2:04):
Hold it! Before you stroke your ego, 
Remember that your boyfriend vanished from your life when he went in Cognito 
Picked your job to bring peace, then you had Ron put on leave 
Fumbled in Appleton, ‘cause it doesn’t fall far from the tree 

Your biggest hope in life was to cure society’s ills 
But you teamed up with robed men trying to swipe their free will 
Was it worth all the blood you had spilled? 
When you try to play God with triangles, the whole world foots the Bill


JEFF THE KILLER VS SLENDERMAN- AMATEUR RAP BATTLES

Amateur Rap Battles