Layout inspired by this
https://soundcloud.com/azurasuzuki/sparta-cymatics-test

https://youtu.be/eSVeErm_KaA

New Game - Sparta Remix (Instrumental)

Abby Hatcher Theme Song Rap

Kevin MacLeod - A Mission

Original Music: https://soundcloud.com/annoying-orange-fan-65893/abby-hatcher-theme-song

Abby Hatcher Theme Song (Earrape Version)

3…   2…   1…  Welcome to the 19th AORB! Today we got the most infamous and colorful track in Mario Kart, Rainbow Road, going against the classic and original level of Sonic the Hedgehog, Green Hill Zone. Who'll win, who's faster, and who truly is the fast one? Watch and decide for yourself!

Lyrics + casting:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1XqCInpzK3JxvKzchRNDJRjYzNU6DkIvBGw8iCHsFawE/edit?usp=drivesdk

Also, sorry for the re-upload, there way a problem with the original audio that was fixed in this version so this is improved!

Rainbow Road vs Green Hill Zone - Acting Out Rap Battles

Snakebite126 as Trollface
MetalfireVA as Rick Astley
Written by:M&Mattie, JesseBox, WDRB, and the guy
Mixed by: Trakked 
Beat by: Audio Network

Rick Astley:
The most iconic roll since barrels making bread with NFTs
While the words your trolls sample start with N, F, and T
You started as a funny trend, to minecraft traps between friends
To a monsterous entity killing children across the net
I'm a real musical artist, you cause chris chan memes years late
You’re not an mc, You're an ms...pain 
It's a nightmare to see, best wake up from your dream.
Like how the hell did they make a Neo Nazi from a meme?
I’m still raking in bucks, but with those weak ass lines bruh?
You’re a bigger stranger to love than the redditors behind ya
Leave a rage face enraged, when he gets replaced 
By the lame yet insane wojak face craze 

Troll Face:
Heh. This dickface really thinks he’s top tier 
Bitch you’ve remained a noname for 41 years
And even then you’ve made yourself a career
Out of the one song that we made the web's biggest fear!(LOL)
Even before my statue, was always known to break the mold
Got an army of vicious trolls, like your songs, you’re shit and old
And not to be mean but, but well your chances with Lisa
Posting your meme stuff the only time you’d link up
You’re a washed up old man who spits nothing of merit 
If I covered myself in oil I wouldn’t be as greasy as your hair is
Fuck off Im the winner! your lines are weak and filler 
Fell to Disney and got sold, just so this train-Wreck can roll?

Rick Astley:
Best pack off with those boring bits cause that performance’s shit
All your redditors looking like they’d have that fedora drip
I’ve been popping since the 80s and still making some static
But let's be real, you turn "problem?" into problematic
I went from memes, to an icon of the industry with my rapping
You went from memes, to shitposting, incredibly uncanny! 
Best Shut Up and Dance, you fucking glorified crack dealer
Spreading hatred so see through, like some type of Black Mirror
You’re straight insane with the bait and the racist hate, mate
And you’re calling my songs lame? You got remixed into Friday! (ay!) 
Your fans hacking with illegal schemes, I'm the Larry King of memes!
Any chance you had of beating me has now gone to fecal means

Troll Face:
L Bozo + Ratio +  Who Asked your ass(cope!)
+ You fell off harder than the stock market crashed! (Rekt!)
Replaced by gnomes and bugs! Not threatening in the least!
Cause nobody wants your CDs, but everyone wants to see deez!
People look at me with joy instead of your links, Astley
Fucked so many days, they should call you Dick Assley
Amount of memes I got is a variety so vast 
You played one song and lost all the fans you amassed
Astley’s getting his ass slashed up tearing through his dad bod
‘Cause with how you Sing-a-poor song, not the first time the bri’ish has lost
I got you feeling Bloo, No chance you’re winning this
Thanksgiving Day 2008, the Macy’s Parade Incident (LOOL)

Trollface vs Rick Astley-Rap Fight!

[PROLOGUE:]

Dear boss.. 
You’ve challenged me to a rap fight? 
This should be fun ha.Ha

[VERSE 1]

I’ve been ripping’ through women, feasting on meat, 
And now I’m here to rip through you on the beat 
Millions of faces, who knows which one is me?
Ooh, I can read the headline already…
This cold case, will the bring the fate,
Of this old mates, cold face, I’ll leave no trace, 
Left with no face, knives out, like the good ol’ days.
Keep drinking’ the bottles you drown in, argh, I’m trying to be polite, (argh!)
But if you knew me at all, you’d expect me at your door tonight. (Ha!)
I target disgraces like you, that are at the lowest of their lives,
They’re calling me a Doctor now? Well I’ll put you to Sleep with my knives (Ha. Ha.)
Jack the boogeyman in the Top Hat,
 is already on top, lad
your movies where you should have stopped at, 
But, you kept going and it flopped, man.
You were swallowed by the overlook, and became a different man, 
tried correcting everything, but couldn’t correct your rapping, damn. 
Only god can help with that awful hairline
It’s night time, the rippers time to shine
I’ll leave your dull ax in one of my crimes
add another person to my list of surmise  
Leaving cops speechless, and it’s no surprise 
Jaws dropped, shining light at my crimes at sunrise 
The devil itself, when you stare into my eyes 
But even I’d make a better dad than this guy

Jack Torrence:
I’m trying to enjoy my stay, not fight The Emo Penguin,
But if you insist on spitting, then let the fight begin; In
In the year of 18 triple 8’s you were on top of it, 
But now people only know you from uhh…oh wait…   
you better be looking over both your shoulders
Or you’ll be the one with guts over them 
And as your frozen case got colder 
Less people cared about the Jack legend 
Your letters would be maybe frightening,
If it weren’t for the god awful writing,
Like most of the crimes you committed
Your writing, your verse, all Half done and sloppy 
Chopping up this killer, I rock the hotel, 
I expected flames from a man from hell 
I'll beat you, and you'll still say your the best
you make up more lies than the fricken press
Never heard a worse verse, go ahead, cut my ears off 
Shut it with of those threats, that you never get done 
against Torrence? That’s a verbal redruM 
I expected better from a guy so hyped up 
Jack’s back to hatch a hack with my ax 
Ask Wendy if you doubt I’ll attack 
Rhymes dirtier than this white chapel chap 
Like 88, you’ll fall off the track 
You got your fifteen minutes of attention and you loved it 
But nowadays your work is reduced to tour in London  

Jack The ripper:
You were frozen to death, where’s your cold lines? 
Your not high, unlike your author with the coke lines  
I stack bodies, guy, you couldn’t make two die,
“Here was Johnny” found dead in the moonlight 
So here’s my thesis, and if you couldn't already tell;
Dear Jack, these bars are from Hell! (Ha Ha Ha ha)

Jack Torrence: 
Oh, you're a cannibal animal that feasts on human liver?
Likely story, just check the address from where that was delivered (Oh!)
In a rap fight, best get your knives shining 
your little dagger doesn't challange my ax, see
You’re a brittle brit, I expected classy 
Ripping through Ripper like; Here’s Johnny!

Jack Torrance VS Jack The Ripper- Rap Battles! (ft. RacoonBroVA)

Written by: CreeperPasta, Raisu Battle
Beat produced by: Dansonn
Thumbnail by: CreeperPasta 
Mixed by: Box_Soldier22

Morbius: SimplyRazzy
Black Adam: SPM1000

Morbius:
Dr. Michael Morbius, Chemist, paging this static despot
Only using his true power once his home's been left a wreckage
By his neighbors and the traitors to his cause, hell-bent on vengeance
So Shazam abandoned him, found more worth in that adolescent
Batson? It's pathetic how Teth-Adam represents his throne
Rock-y foreign relations, no wonder you were trapped in stone
Sat on standby as the Horsemen brought the demise of your nation
Now your people's blood will nourish my hunger for generations!
Face it, I'm the greatest! Morbius sweeps up your sleeper flick
You rule with an iron fist? You're no more than Cena's bitch!
I've got tons of bars, so call me Akhton when I start the killing
That'll leave you in the dust, now you’ll join your wife and children!

Black Adam:
Up against this comics icon, no shock you’ll end up deceased
I leave all my rivals Thunderstruck; call me AC-DC
Test my power? You can’t match it. Test my reign? No stopping it
Movie trailer so divine, the Queen went to hell watching it! 
Facing me is Suicide, won't need a Squad of gods to leave Leto damned
By the way, last night your mom was the one who shouted "Shazam!" 
I'm gonna leave your throat to burn, like it’s a Black Adam's Apple 
I'm ruling over Kahndaq, your Bat film was worse than Cavill's! 
I have the drive to wield the power, your hunger got your bro devoured 
Wasted your work in mere hours, I'm here to reclaim what's ours!
We're not equal. My peers believe in me, protector of Kahndaq!
And judging by your box office gains, we know you fail at comebacks


Rap Off! - Morbius vs Black Adam

A continuation and reflection upon Good Enough - 2021 written a year after the first one was.

Written by JustGamer
Mixed and Arranged by GlitchDude
Beat by Anywaywell
Cover Art by Zagranis

I’ve since spoken to my parents about being left alone
Luckily they understood, wanted me to be on my own
But it still seems controlling, I still feel their expectations
What they want comes first, despite anything I’ve been saying
I know it’s from them thinking that they know what’s best for me
But just cause they’re my parents doesn’t mean I can’t be questioning 
At the end of the day, they’re just people trying their best
And I think what’s best is if they just give me a rest

I’m more stressed and much more depressed 
My folks tell me once I’m done I can rest
But I can’t, not until I do the stuff
That they want, all to prove that I’m good enough

Here I am, doing what I can
Isn’t this exactly what you wanted?
You never cared for what I had to say 
If you did, then you would’ve stopped it 

But at least I’m lucky to have this community 
I could be gone by now if it wasn’t for what they do for me
Though it hasn’t helped my sense of self-doubt 
Doing my best ain’t good enough when I can’t trust myself now
Cringing at all I do, keep on working to be topping it
Trying to hone my craft for a non-existent audience 
I’m so busy cause people want so many different projects
That at the rate I’m going, I’ll be the thing to drop next

I’m more stressed and much more depressed 
My internet friends yelling at me to rest
But I can’t, not until I do the stuff
That they want, all to prove that I’m good enough

Here I am, doing what I can
Isn’t this exactly what you wanted?
You never cared for what I had to say 
If you did, then you would’ve stopped it 

I wonder if anybody is listening to the words I speak
Opening up like this is strange, all eyes observing me
Meant to be some self-exploration that gave me something new to drop
All I got was words on a google doc
I hoped things would get better, by any sort of measure 
Or at the very least I would learn to control my own weather
But now I know that as long as I keep going and working the pressure  
Will continue to stay with me forever 

I’m more stressed and much more depressed 
I lie to myself that soon I will rest 
But I can’t, not until I do the stuff 
That I want, all to prove that I’m good enough 

Here I am, doing what I can
Isn’t this exactly what I wanted?
I never stick to what I had to say 
If I did, then I would’ve stopped it 
Here I am, doing what I can
Isn’t this exactly what I wanted?
I never stick to what I had to say 
If I did, then I would’ve stopped it

Kevin MacLeod - A Mission

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