Straight heat, Malina's best role for sure

can't YOU ARE NOW LISTENING TO ANYWAYWELL PRODUCTIONS-

Ayy this is fire thanks for letting me help write

this is absolutely beautiful, keep up the great work!

Outside of the annoying tag everything about this is fire, you've gotten really far with mixing and writing dude, keep up the work. :)

Trap - Hip Hop - Freestyle 2025 Music  High-Energy Mix#3663

LYRICS

Zodiac Killer:
38- goodbye announcer, too bad you had no parting gifts
Now to this mess of a killer, I don’t know where to start with this 
With the countless origins you’re given by pre-teens thinking they’re Stephen King
makes you unthreatening, cheapening, cult burnings and murdering leaving grim
I’ve already been compared to a Jack, but somehow, you’re even weaker
Please cease, sir. You’re weak, sir. Don’t need many words to speak burns.
I’m a cold-blooded killer, a bold blood spiller
But I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything worse than your picture
With the blue faceplate, but this lame-rate would get crippled by my first shot
Burst shot, 9 millimeters in the grave until this worse slop
Gets burned hot, like my gun-fire, spitting shots to leave this teen shook
Try to rap with your “I have no mouth and must scream” look

Eyeless Jack:
Hidden in history for setting cars on fire? What a back burner
And that black mask? Static-y raps? You’re taking from the Observer
I’ll leave Zodiac burnin’ like hot tar, when I drop bars
But my thoughts are “No wonder he’s flopping, he already bombs hard”

Zodiac Killer:
That’s it? I expected more out of this classic
Guess Ticci Toby kin is prone to laugh tracks where they’re rapping
Burnt face and broken family, now hell’s where this devil’s advocate lies
Cap a Jack-ass and make his brains splatter; upgrade the count to 39

Eyeless Jack:
Ted Cruz wants to step to a monster of darkness 
But I'll rip the head screws off this dead moose, sell out on the black market
This suspected methhead vendetta spreader put his own life on private
Guess this battle’s a no-brainer, I could use something to spice up my diet 
So, read the note, kid, ‘fore the folktale is broken 
He’s hopeless, homeless, and no chance of holding
a throne! Left your legacy as just another John Doe
You lead cops on a wild goose chase like you’re murderous Where’s Waldo!
Things looks so bleak for this clone thief, I’ll be sure to kill you slowly
Make like another baby and take your own leave
It’s clear why people lost their fear of you, no newspapers to examine how
Your legacy’s gone on and shattered, where’s Zodiac rapping now?

CREDITS

DeegleNV as The Zodiac Killer 
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCcqoNcvUnQdz8otgTxOqWKQ
Razzy as Eyeless Jack
https://soundcloud.com/simplyrazzy

Written by Rabi and Fightmarker
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UClNJgoh_a9oYoLenAR0RzGg
Mixed by DeegleNV and Light
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCv40Azz3spGbl38LIF7uKqg
Beat by Audio Network
Thumbnail by Rabi

The Zodiac Killer vs. Eyeless Jack - Rap Battle

(CONTEXT: https://i.redd.it/sxgappnq4mw11.jpg)

Welcome back to Half-Ass Rap Battles! Today we have a battle of the goofy mutilated murderers: MDHHCD vs Hash-Slinging Slasher

-LYRICS-

Man Door:
(Yo) whatcha gonna do, wave at me with your nub singed?
I got a handle on this battle; Man Door is unhinged
Oh look, more slime to spill down the Krusty Krab walls as usual
Frying and firing this fry cook like a 2nd funeral
My bars have got that secret sauce that you're lacking, huh?
You couldn’t flip a line if both of your hands were spatulas
Speed of Gary when you’re rhyming. Try to run from my sickle
You’re bout as scary as a pirate tryna come for my pickle (ugh)
Hop back on your bus, cuz you best be retreating
Don’t need Nosferatu, I’ll knock your lights out neatly
Let’s hope your verse is like your phone calls: no speaking
I’ll leave you in the dumpster, so good luck… sweaty

Hash-Slinging Slasher
Staying up… at night with THAT verse? Bad decision
But to be fair, it was longer than your story to begin with
How’s a guy with no name or design think he’s not losing?
Both raise our eyebrows: you with fear, me with confusion
Either learn better English or get slayed hard, bitch
If I let you in, be ready for a graveyard shift
And with your hook lodged in the door, it’s time that I sped up
I’m looking to see red like “dude, can I get some ketchup?”
I got your ass sprinting backwards like a gas-thieving bastard
Yo, you’re a trash-flinging rapper, and I’m the Hash-Slinging Slasher
Go back to stealing steres, you copypasta wannabe
I stopped the voice cuz I was nervous you’d keep spitting awfully


Light as Man Door hand Hook Car Door
Commander Jacob as Hash-Slinging Slasher
Zawesome as Ketchup Requester (cameo)
Written by Commander Jacob and Zawesome
Edited and thumbnailed by Commander Jacob
Mixed by Light
Prod. by 2Deep

Man Door Hand Hook Car Door vs Hash-Slinging Slasher | Half-Ass Rap Battles

Video dropping Halloween!

Light as Guts
Fightmarker as Doomguy

Beat Produced by: Audio Network
Written by: Dani Frias
Mixed by: Dani Frias
Thumbnail by: Rabi
Old Thumbnail by: SonicSmash
Flow Test by: Dani Frias

Lyrics:

Guts:
This ain’t the hell you’re used to, so I suggest you back off
The Black Swordsman is up against Master Chief only half off
I’m those spider demons you fight and you’re just a simple house bug
So tell me who stomps in this match if your NASA shit pulls the plug
You like easter eggs? Well go have a crack at this
I’ll John Romero this when I get a-head with all your hits
So step to me if you dare, just know it’ll be your last trip
Since my sword will hit the same lips that you’ll use to kiss my ass with

Doomguy: 
East verse west, Guts meets the best
It’s a gunfight, yet you bring swords to compete against
Soundtrack from Mick Gordon with songs that he made from his lip
up fighting worse english than Chinese bootlegs? This’ll be a trip
So let’s get the party going, I won’t leave this battle floored
Griffith fucked your girl first since your dick ain’t big as your sword
Followed by your 2016 show that shouldn't have left the station
I’d say to walk away if I didn’t have to see that animation
Rip and tear through tactics, Guts’ guts will sure be bleeding, 
The ugliest one-eyed motherfucker since the Cacodemon
and it seems you lack cohesion with a new swordsman to switch to
So don’t call yourself the goat, kid, I’ve history killing him too
 
Guts:
My back hurts, but I don’t think I got it from those lines
It’s from carrying my team while yours keeps dying all the time
and keep my name out your mouth like you think you’re some kind of bruiser
Named Doomguy, marine, and slayer, but I’ll truly call you loser
You’re on Falcon’s territory, I’m so fly when I go diss you
Fight with no breaks while you fight Snake over a little shih tzu
You don’t know jack about me, take your vengeance somewhere else and fade
Too bad you’re stuck in hell with none to say you fell down to my blade

Doomguy:
Aww, don’t cry now. Your fans might make that meme again, dude
Sword Art Online took your name and now you’re mad I’ll take your shit too
I’m glad you took your research but let’s note down something well
Between us, who’s the one that actually surpassed through hell?

Guts vs. Doomguy - #6

Oh yeah we going to space for this one
Mancha as Sinistar
King Mewtwo as Ego the Living Planet
Beat produced by Tristan on the Track
Thumbnail by Trakked
Mixed by Dani Frias 
Written by Trakked, Kamren, ColeDaCole and WDRB

Battle:

Sinistar:
Beware coward, this small villain will fall victim to my hunger 
I’ll throw Sini-bombs at this planetoid; lightyears asunder!
You better Run Run Run! Not even your Alter-Ego can stop me
For my Eternal power shall destroy this puny planet's Galaxy 
It’s a travesty that such a being couldn’t be a strong foe
Beat by a space pirate? That’s what I’d call a fragile Ego
You're a sick minded fraud, went out a Boomer like your status
Not even glitches could rebirth since you've already turned to ashes

Ego:
Tried to scare in the 80’s, yet even with that, computer,
You’re the “star” of a forgotten game; an unoriginal space shooter
If a spacecraft can beat you, then you’ll revel to my power,
Decimated into decimals, never played beyond an hour

Sinistar:
Beware, I live!; And you claim my game is infamous?
I may be the metal boss, but you’re sure picking up rust!
I’ll bust into your core, before you dare fathom to wreck this,
How come you try to take risks when I eat planets for breakfast? 

Ego:
You're just an underpowered entity, a frail-minded Galactus
So I'll trash this scrap metal; I could destroy you with magnets!
Barely shoddy, with my Anti-Bodies swarming 'round this virus,
Deleting all weak-shelled copies of this pathetic bot who’s mindless
Your claim to fame's only a game, while my legacy evolves
No glitches can save you, watch you while all of your lives dissolve
A win trapped in Imaginationland; this pathetic feud is over
And it concludes with me having this star meet a supernova

Sinistar vs Ego - Rap Cypher: REBOOT #12

Booster Gold: Seth
Skeets: Raichous
Kang the Conqueror: Titanium1208
Written by: Jenni No Mercy, Titanium1208, Seth W, Freshy Kanal, Jay

Cover art by Fightmarker

Not to worry citizens, I’m faced off with a loser
Who should know to Conquer the Gold, you’re gonna need a Booster!
With rhymes so bright, I gotta keep my shades on
Skeets:
This Kang looks as if he was coloured in with crayons
Booster:
Skeets, give me the rundown (His skill is non-existant)
No wonder this “tyrant” asks his enemies for assistance (True!)
Namesake richer than Richards, the decay of decades bent to me
But you should know it, (coming from the 31st century)
You have no rapping room, you LEGO headed goon
Your entire schtick’s ripped off from Doctor Doom
And here I was, thinking that my buddy Ted was the blue bug
Steer clear of the Scarlet, head back to the Fuchsia

Kang: 
In these strange circumstances, it's hard for me to swallow
That I’m challenged by a foolish Time-Warping Johnny Bravo!
I’m taking over whole worlds, expanding my dominion
You’re draped in blue with yellow too, and goggles, you’re a Minion!
Now, your pure jock stupidity does have me intrigued
of how a moron could shoe horn his way into the Justice League
With a mind of my intellect, there's no way to compete
Of course your rhymes are shit when you’re relying on Skeets!
This confidence of yours in spitting syllables is absurd
When your name was created from you stumbling over words
Always chasing fame, jumping round from squad to squad
I’m winning this gamble, don’t you go fixing the odds

Booster:
I couldn’t lose this one on purpose even if I wanted ta’
You’re falling faster than you were Fantastic floored as Rama-Tut
You wanna talk jumping? Let’s have a look at you
Kang is hopping timelines like a bloody Kangaroo! (Croikey!)
And y’know what gets me more than your death in Secret Wars?
This dude took his own life tryna measure dicks with Thor (Ooh!)
I thought my ego was big, (but you are forever thirsty)
I’ll talk to your council and find a Kang more worthy!
Though almost every other version too deserves to be trashed
Cause you went and screwed up time even worse than the Flash (Burn!)
How am I supposed to be convinced that you’re trying
When you can’t take over planets unless they’re already dying?

Kang:
Was that a script for your commercial? It lacked charm.
The realest thing about you is a robotic arm
No matter the timeline, you fail at every moment
I'm inspired! Every single thing you've earned you’ve stolen!
Never has a tale or story left me more bored
Than that buddy-cop gimmick you’ve been spinning with Kord
You suck the life and fun away from all that you’ve controlled
You’re no Supernova - only a black hole!
Making deals with Monarch just to stop your feeling feeble
Yet you turn to me and preach that I’m the one who’s evil?
Your disses were all missing as if written by your father
Bitch - I Kang. I saw. I conquered.

Booster Gold VS Kang the Conqueror - CBRB Vol. 2 Issue 11

Light as Roronoa Zoro
Malina Rose as Erza Scarlet

Beat Produced by: Anywaywell
Written by: Dani Frias and Dargon
Additional Writing Help by: Henry, Oookm, and Creep Switch
Mixed by: Dani Frias
Thumbnail by: ColeDaCole

Lyrics:

Zoro:
I feel that I gotta inform those, if you mess with Roronoa, you get torn slow
and Miss Erza Scarlet right here looks like she could just be another dojo 
It's Zoro, me and the Straw Hats finna pull up at your home, so drop the tension
I won't lose to a girl who tries to carry her team by the power of...friendship?
I save trains, so you know I'm running a track,
While you're training now so you can run and attack
I'm better off goin' on without parents than ending up related to a parasite so wack 
Can't destroy the beat without destroying your town
You're lucky that you have me since I'm doing it now
Changing your armor but still look like a clown
While I just need a durag so shit can go down 
So let’s make it clear that I'm Zoro, Miss, leaving my mark like El Zorro, Miss
Should've made your ugly ass the many monsters that you were you able to go solo with
But if you want a match,
Let our swords clash, 
One shank to the chest and your breath's traveled
and in case you still wanna think you'll leave alive, you can check the Death Battle

Erza:
I won't allow getting an inch near me, call me Sanji, I'm gonna cook this man
This vice captain got nice cappin', though, get back on your ship and fix a plan
Got so lost, you showed up on Fairy Tail, I'm just keeping it real between us
I'm firing shots like a Jupiter Cannon, can't be that godly when strung up like Jesus
Don't think you're slashing blades against an S Class to your Worst Generation
I feel pity so you could take my Requip and go turn into not a disgrace and
Get out my sight, please, it's obvious that you'll fall when you fight me, I'd say to bite me
But with that weapon in your mouth it seems that your teeth are the only thing mighty
Got 1, 2, 3 swords but be warned, 'cause you still can't get through me
Don't matter, though.
You'd be too busy using the forth one in your pants to go swordfight Luffy
Like your manga name, you'll take the L, Zolo. But I know you would otherwise
'Cause I'm no girl you can par with, 
I put the scar in Scarlet; 
Best keep a lookout for your other eye

Zoro:
I'm a pirate hunter, while your crew can't pass the sea nor step to me without a beach episode
I won't look out for what you swing at me 
I should be written out of here too like the arcs I'm not in 'cause I'm best in flow
Took Luffy's pain, it didn't hurt as bad as hearing you, it's apparent
Rockin' a wedding dress but we both know you and Jellal still fucked before marriage 
It's best you stop and put those eye jokes to rest, pretty sure yours is faker than your breasts
Straight out the Marines 
So you don't want a war against someone who could leave one giant mess
Must be a slave again 'cause you're not making any cents. 
At least when you were, you weren't asking for this
So I'll help you thinkin 'bout your own funeral again 
‘cause the only dub you'll take is the Miss Fairy Tail Contest

Erza:
Rapping is one of your weaknesses, go kneel down to me and pay respects
Giving you the boot when I'm kicking your nuts 'til your voice ends up higher than Pica's is
I wouldn't say you’re a genius,
It's pathetic that you'll make like Natsu after you've been checked
Give it a rest, I could call you Kuina once you take some steps
Sit down and best watch your language, ay
Slice you like a Jersey Mike's sandwich, ay
Me and my guild won't fall down and give up the crown 
to someone who's been playing outlandish games
But I guess this is where you fail, as it seems that it's too late give me at least some peace
Ironic, I'll have you die to my sword and then you'll be anything but One Piece

Zoro vs. Erza - #7

Alex the Beast as Machamp
Dani Frias as Galarian Farfetch'd

Machamp:
My opponent’s a lowlife alola- galarian?
Smoke it with no fists, my toe tip could bury him
Pokemon’s GOAT, leaving foes without any limbs
Won’t waste my focus on no vegetarian

Farfetch’d:
Sure, keep insulting me like I’m the weak fighter
Only thing you’re good at breaking’s mirrors, Meat Spider
But if you’re gonna just continue laughing when we brawl
Well, then we’ll see who’s the gag when I evolve
Sirfetch’d:
I’ll strike at this tacky undeveloped sore sissy
With his gigantamax form looking like a gormiti 
Looks to me like you missed boxing 101, so I’d better state
Strapping a geodude to your back doesn’t make you heavyweight
Heh, at this point, Frankenstein should just pack up
With that mug, not even my beak could match up
Don’t wanna get intense cause this feud is petty
I’ll put down my sword and I’ll give you a wedgie

Machamp:
So Flour Power wants to say he’s improved
He just turned into the bad ending of playing with food (ha!)
Face with the ride me eyes, lay down your dying hype
Flimsy and weak, a disgrace to the fighting type
Basically Flying, why you in the first place?
Close to my level? You belong in a bird cage
This joke in the game’s shot at smoking my fame?
Want the answer? You got it in your own fucking name
I’m peak performance, your leek’s your offence
So maybe think twice before you beef enormous
Muscles I’m rocking that make my foes shudder, stunned
Sport Bird’ll wish he accepted the other guns
Squirt you’re a runner up, look at you all huddled up
Ready up a thunder punch, decimate this rubber duck
Coming in to rumble with an onion and some puffing up
Living example of how to speedrun a couple punctured lungs
This is a wild tourney, can you touch me in this state?
I’ve seen more agile birdies on a fucking dinner plate
While I don’t hesitate to leave a foe bleeding grim
There’s a reason I’m the ace in your own region’s gym

Sirfetch’d:
You’ve got no bars when dissing me, quit the bitch fit
Thought your no guard ability meant you didn’t miss hits
I’m the example? Well that just drives me up the wall
If you were a role model there’d be steroids in lunchables
Ooh, bud you stand lesser, not even my ancestor
Bring out all four of ‘em, I’ve seen Hitmonlee throw hands better
500 punches per sec? That’s blowing my mind
Cause last time I checked, your attack’s lower than mine (ay)
I flow in my lines like the flow in my mind when I strike with precision and leave you a sad sight
You flail your punches and fail to touch this, your fighting position’s more fit for a slap fight
It’s a slight stretch to act like Registeel 
Maybe I’ll use your body as my next veggie shield
So you’d better yield, it was a good game though
But it didn’t take a flying move to leave this gym teacher K.O.’ed

Written by Psytube
Mixed by Dani Frias
Cover Art by Rabi
Beat by Marsad Men

Machamp vs Galarian Farfetch'd - Pokémon Rap Battle

Thank you Paige!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Video drops Dec. 25th

Evan as Spike Spiegel
Snakebite126 as Vash the Stampede

Kuroneko as herself (Cameo)

Beat Produced by: 2Deep
Written by: Dani Frias
Mixed by: Dani Frias
Flow Test by: Dani Frias

Lyrics:

Spike:
You seem like a bounty that I wouldn't really get
One with beliefs that I could be hearing out of hippie Jet
So I'll stay chilling in space compared to your desert and fungus 
'cause last time you flew in a ship, your family played Among Us
Bang, messed in the head like Pierrot Le Fou
Clear that you'll lose; to me it ain't new, while I can't say the same for you
While I'm beating up about twenty bounties all the way through
You're on your first, down on your knees, talkin' 'bout "what would mommy do"
And I know your show gets sad and you can't bounce back
But maybe not put all the death scenes next to my soundtrack 
But I won't drag this like it's you with a car
So whatever happens, happens, I'll be exposing who you really are

Vash:
Thou shall not kill, but I can't promise you that
Don't assume that, I'll lose matches once we see where you at
I get shot at several times and I'm still up here spitting lines
But when you're swung at for your crimes, they made this man end up like Knives
They call me Stampede 'cause I stomp on you, ain't that right
I came first, you came worse, and now we're here to fight
I won't be spitting as lackluster as your show could
Tried way too hard to be mine so bad, they made a series off Wolfwood 
Call me a gun, 'cause I'm banging your ex-girl
Taking shrooms again, so just move on to the next world
As Vash is so brash when he's past dissing trash
So I'll give you some cash so you can have cigarettes furl

Spike:
Have at it, Humanoid Typhoon, think you run a tycoon?
Remember that they need my show so they can go like you
But still, you thought it in your head to go and push me
Glad I got a pair, 'cause you'd do anything for pussy

Vash:
And you'd do anything to clear up memories of crime life
They wouldn't like it when they now see a cop in the limelight 
So stand up and fight right, you Snapchat filter phony 
I would've been more scared of Spike from My Little Pony

Spike:
You look like a broom but can't sweep up ends
You did it good when you were killing all your friends
I may have a fake eye, it surprised all the masses
But I'd do anything not to wear those ugly-ass glasses
Rapping is a talent that you lack
Messed up that verse like it's a town or your back
Guess I got the 60 bill from crying donut man
Go and get Legato to fix up the next speech that you plan 

Vash:
Put down your weapon, you think you could spit it hot? Please
I'll call you Faye; I'm lying here like "you sing offkey"
I already dealt with Sax boys shooting when they met us
So I'll leave you drinking hardly that Frank Marlon would get jealous 
Takin' moves from Bruce Lee? You'll lose, see, I don't mean no harm
But what's martial arts gonna have up against my other arm
Got canceled like Big Shot, I know your fanbase would be pleased
See you, space cowboy. Back to pursuing love and peace

Spike Spiegel vs. Vash the Stampede - #8

LYRICS

Sam:
Sam I am. Going ham on an entity envious of Halloween 
Horror genre's fruit cake's true fate's in what the rules state. How many you following?
You should go back to Christmas shopping if you think bells are good toys and gifts
Checking your candy is quite handy, ‘cause you never know when I bring poison spit
When you're told to pass out to children, you’re leaving them unconscious 
A holiday slayer, odds stacked in my favor. You can call me See-Samhain
Leave the Lanterns' candles alone? Krampus can't learn to not blow
Comedy’s stopped when I throttle your throat, so send Santa your final words with your bones

Krampus:
Gruss… Vom… Krampus
Hopping out of the bag, it’s a battle transformed into madness
Tonight I’ll be having a feast when I steal the pumpkin off of this cabbage patch kid
A legend to the Alps, it’s clear Sam’s trickery couldn’t stand to my status
When a pumpkin’s spilling his guts
The only thing you’re spitting is blood
Give you a new mask as you’re thrown under the bus
Defending pumpkins, but I thought that you’d light a matchstick
So make like the children and drown in my flow
You’re playing a devil’s game when you rap against satanic Santa, I’m a literal G.O.A.T.
Bit off Myers and spit out the sequel ‘cause Michael couldn’t get enough dough 
Even I couldn’t fit your entire plot into a snow globe!
I always land fire with hooks, so Sam better ring up the jingle bells
Before you turn into the second child I’ve thrown into the seventh ring of hell!

Sam:
I don’t even know who you’re trying to entertain, uhhhh, el chupacabra?
You’re spitting so much filler, no wonder this sweet tooth’s against lockjaw
And saying I mired Myers? You couldn’t compare to the Mars Bars that I spit
I’ll choke out a goat and throw him down the smokestack ‘cause I always keep the fire lit
You’re a stocking stuffer of a movie, I leave blocks busted when I move in
Best be handing out treats when I land on the beat, ‘cause your mouth won’t be the only thing drooping!
Now I might not be on the nice list, but it’s pretty apparent
That my letters weren’t intended to capture a child’s parents!
You just gotta say my name to realize that Sam wins against Krampus
It’s sad, man, you couldn’t give scares when you slid down a chimney and left a living room as smashed bits
So I’ll break your chains and change your fate as you inflate my rage
More than any Macy’s Day Parade, try staying safe once this fake’s filleted on my razor blade

Krampus:
Can’t attack back with your wack raps, you bit off me like a lollipop 
So I’ll knapsack this damn track and stuff a Jack O’Lantern in a box
Spying on girls in the dressing room, too bad you couldn’t find a better way to dress
Looking like Sans in a scarecrow outfit, you’d get on the naughty list for your fashion sense
I knapsack your Patch of Sour Kids, you’re next to be slaughtered
Now your comics can join the other children, soaked in water without honor

CREDITS

Freshy Kanal as Krampus
https://soundcloud.com/freshy-kanal
Snakebite126 as Sam
https://soundcloud.com/snakebite126

Written by Rabi, B O R K, and Snakebite126
Mixed by Freshy Kanal
Beat prod. by Ihaski
Art by Blast03
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCcw9SUYw-GI8RkYyYA1djVQ
Thumbnail by Rabi

Sam vs. Krampus - Bonus Battle

Ghetsis:
Enter the King of Unova (hyah!) ‘gainst Court’s greatest king of the posers (hyah!)
It’s Turnabout Goodbyes for you, but in this battle the killer ain’t you (hyah!)
It’s Ghetsis, ya gonna get dissed! - I spit hotter flames than Reshiram’s breath 
It’s tremendous this wretch had a forty year defeat stretch, then lost it all to a rookie bird’s defense
I can see straight past your tricks, so don’t you forget about DL-6
Against G-Cis, it’s the same trip, I’m firing bullets that you CANNOT miss
And you ain’t got a lotta heart, just like your daughter, scarred
Shoot you down like you’re the Manfred Von Red Baron
The “king of the prosecutors” couldn’t be cuter
I’m bringing Unova to a new future
This brute doesn’t give me a scare, more like a Yanni Yogi Bear
Bang your head against the wall all you want but you’ll never prove your victory against this terror 
Leave you like my son, cheated, when this dose of Bad Karma’s defeated
Flows like Plasma, I rhyme smooth, this old conceited fool’s stamina’s depleted



Manfred Von Karma: 

Your honor I have an OBJECTION!  to this pointless conjecture
The undefeated courtroom demon’s arrived to project his best lecture 
Against this prick Ghetsis, Court’s bestest, can’t get dissed 
Retract you like N did, let’s not waste any evidence
You infected your son's mind with lies of subjugation to lure him 
And your plan would have worked if some tween kid didn’t cure him 
You say your rhymes flow like plasma but but quite honestly they’ve dragged on
And you can’t cheat THIS court, with that over-leveled dragon (HYAH)
I’m your worst nightmare Ghetsis, get this? Your plans fell Miles like an elevator, guessed it
Up against the king of the rejected regrets, it’s funny, your own son sat on the throne, and said “forget this”
You couldn’t turn a region to slaves, so don’t expect to win this court with that disproportionate discourse (ugh!)
I show no remorse for this worthless sage, betrayed by his grunts and upstaged 
You’ve got no karma, no lawyer, no skill whereas I have an Edge
Worth FIVE plans of anyone hopelessly on the defendant’s bench
Cold blooded and evil, with these bars I’m lethal, emotionless rocks fall to MY chords of steel
You’re feeble, please, I’ll leave you defeated, you’ll rot and you’ll freeze, with ease, like both of your sequels
            



Ghetsis:

Time to liberate you from the mic, cause that verse was riddled with lies
Your skills are non-existent as Gourdy, and your perfect record 
Light up prosecutors with a fusion flare blast, 
Leave you screaming like in Miles haunting echoes of his past 
Your demeanor and arrogant persona doesn’t hurt, man 
I command dragons, your seeds were handed to a Bird Man
Look,I know that keeping that your noble record can cost a leg and an arm, man
But you’re so devoid of any energy I’ll call you BARREN Von Karma 
I’m the true boss of this court, leaving cheats this Abysmal ruined
And you’ll be needing another day off after my staff rips you anew

Manfred Von Karma:

Slam that pathetic cane down but you have no right to judge
I’ll eNd this Harmonia naturally, just like your traitorous son, begrudged
So get your scientist friend to roast me, , cause this sage is worthless
Send your Plasma clowns to back to Nimbasa, they’re the whole circus! 
This cape wearing’s lyrical capering’s leading this trial to no further debate 
That’s that the only thing that this disgraceful mistake to his clan can do is to escape 
It’s time to meet your fate, you outrageous plague, no turning back to your icy Frigate
Leave a wretch rammed, what you spit’s Zek-wrong, your defence is like your right eye, gone!
You hail from a franchise for children, but I can assure
That your sequel games climax shows this attempted child murderer
It’s quite a turnabout, this old buffoon just cannot put up a fight
And It’s clear that this court is adjourned, but the victor isn’t Black and White

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