Rap Battles

Curtain Call Reordered

VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED. Disturbing topics ahead.
MultiSuperVids as The Grifter
Cri and GarbageGothic as Sad Satan
Beat produced by DumbChild
Written by Trakked
Additional help by Worms, GamingPlush64 and Snakebite126
Mixed by Jort
Thumbnail by Worms

Battle:

The Grifter:
What you're about to see is graphic; discretion advised
The only vid within the net that's known for wrecking your life
Traumatizing psychologically and causing nausea 
Drop a doll and offer trauma, smash your head with a pipe
No petty grifting or swindling, I'm malicious, bitch
I take the children playing your game and I rip them bit by bit
I hear their pleads for life and really, I don't give a shit
So why don't you just give up now, submit and slit your wrists
There's reasons that they all call me the monster of the Balkans
You had a short rise, but like Lucifer, you've fallen
You got a couple idiots to walk along some hallways
They watch me and they wish there was a single shred of God left
The "real" version of your game's a mess
CP on PCs displayed with text 
You cannot turn back because you've been warned
You're not demonic, while I'm the Devil in human form.

Sad Satan:
Pain. Suffering. Torment. 
All is deserved when this killer is dormant.
Abhorrent, the Grifter becomes a new victim and stored in 
My files with the rest of the corpses.
This Most Disturbed Person on Earth is worthless
A supposed man-demon that I classify as vermin
And worse yet, this mixtape attempts to keep fighting
But see that your race is the one that is dying.

The Grifter:
You fail to understand why I'm regarded as a mindfuck
Let's have some fun before our time's up..
I'm gonna be finding a reason to have you writhing and screaming 
Tear off your eyelids with violence so you will never keep your eyes shut
It's playtime, fucker, grab this bitch by the neck
Pin him down, stab his systems and I slit all the rest
Puncture his chest, and hit him till he's wishing for death,
Twist his neck and skin this infant, put this vid on the net

Sad Satan:
Stop. Your empty threats are getting numerous.
I've a cult following that's larger than your hubris is.
Originated in forum boards on 4Chan,
Then mods saw your bodies and opted to have your gore banned.
This necropedophile is soft on his victims
Give in to pure hopelessness with the lack of God that you'll witness
You are fraudulent and sinful, and so your crimes will be judged still
This is not a rap battle. This is a snuff film.
Sluggish and unresponsive when my virus catches on
Tell me, who will sob when your body is dead and gone? 
Not a single soul. In fact, it will be celebrated.
Walk into the hall and reach for the death that's awaiting
You are a joke to the scenes in the deep web
Leaving channels abandoned with scenes no one has seen yet
Catatonic and unspeaking so you're saving your breath
Like your final child, The Grifter meets a fate worse than death.

The Grifter vs Sad Satan - Rap Cypher #36.66

TaigaTonic as Kyle
EgoManic as Vasilis

Written by Elizalkin
Mixed by Box

Beat by King EF

Kyle vs Vasilis - Rap Battle!

ThanosQuack as Taka Takahiro
molliebdenite as Mr. Frog


Written by Elizalkin
Cover art by Elizalkin
Beat by Trunxks Beatz
Mixed by box.

Special Thanks to garbageGothic, rosenthalfishes, TaigaTonic, Ficketyfoo M!CHA, CinnamonGhostCrunch, Rippilie, Zach Hadel, and Michael Cusack.

Dedicated to Man the Fish and Pubert.

LYRICS:

Taka:
Hello! I’m Taka, welcome to the show!
Today we got a very special guest you surely know..

Welcome Mr. Frog, happy to have you!
So my first question I’ll ask: are you ready to battle?

You became the president; I’m unprecedented
Ultimate TV Personality, have all attention!

Your show’s boring and plain, I created the trends!
I’m loved by my fans! Yours caused your career to end!

Why are you so evil? I’ve got the answer!
It’s cause you’re not sigma, and only cause disaster!

My time’s almost up, so let’s see if you can manage
To make it a verse without causing serious damage!

Mr. Frog:
Hello, I’m Mr. Frog. This is my verse!
I’ll eat the beat, and come home with a new Chrysler! 

Caught up in controversy, but I’ve no time for bigots
So tell that conductor, I’m not handing a ticket!

All your fans don’t care, wish that you died
They’d actually thank me if I ate you alive 

Cause you’re a bug i’m stomping!
You’re gross and little you hobbit!

So I’ll cut your profit!
Let your show burn!

And while you’re begging to stop it
I’ve guaranteed myself a second term! 

Taka:
You know you’re supposed to diss me right?
I did. FUCK!

My fans don’t care? You’re covered in scandals!
This is just the second time they’ve got your show canceled!

I’m gross? Well on that note
You ate a person and it stopped the cash flow!

You’re a terrible person and worst of all: a bore
Celebrities getting outed is just the theme of 2024!

Mr. Frog:
I’m getting outed? You’re a criminal dude!
You tampered with police evidence to get likes and views!

You slept with the fishes, and nobody cared
My fans were the ones to let me back on air!

Yeah I ate that dude it was awesome
But you’re a bitch, so you’re the least of my problems!

You’re just the next bug on my show, but reap the benefits!
At least you’re not here to tamper with the evidence!

Taka Takahiro vs Mr. Frog - Fangans vs Anything!

The koopalings and I have taken over the Candy Kingdom


Matt Raichous as The Summerween Trickster

DumbShlop as Gummigoo


Written by JoJoVo

Art by TomPuffs & Snakebite126
Thumbnail by TomPuffs

Beat prod. by Surce
Mixed and Mastered by Serena

Special thanks to Alchemyking & Leo Barqui

LYRICS:

TRICKSTER
Trick or treat… seems the rumors were true
I’ve got just the appetite for losers like you
I’ll step to the candy felon
When I cut your fuse short like a jack’o’melon

Knock, knock…
You’re trapped in the chaos, a box, and the exit has been… locked…
Fought with the rabbit, can’t hip… hop…
Now your time runs short, so tick…tock…

GUMMIGOO
Crikey! You’re a tall fellow
With a small yellow face and a lame coat to your image
Hey, we could use a scarecrow at the village! Thanks a bunch, man!
This big black blob can stay with The Fudge 

They call me Gummigoo
While the fans’ll never get enough of me, it sure is seeming like they’re done with you
Bottom of the clearance buckets for a reason
The people hate your taste ‘cause you’re out of season

TRICKSTER
Your mind seems troubled, perhaps I have the remedy
You can’t remember faces? I’ll carve mine into your memory
Can’t you see? We’re both outcasts–that’s to say
Me, in the trash, you, snapped like a candy Caine

Keep trucking, in the end you’re just a tack in the wall
When you tumble with the jester, Reality Falls
Though credit where it’s due, when Down Under fell down bad
Your death was the only thing… to make the clown laugh

GUMMIGOO
Fair dinkum, mate, but if you’re serving yourself up,
Hope you prepared me some, ay? I’m thinking I could use some grub
You’re a fighter though, I’m sure to make an NPC of you
This beatdown is not S&P approved

You eat kids, mate… that’s !?%$ed up
And now you’re down under, too… in Soos’s gut
Nice to catch up with the trickster, this trip wobbled through the rocks
Summerweenie had no sauce, so I came out on the top

Gummigoo vs The Summerween Trickster - Rap Battle (ft. Raichous & DumbShlop)

garbageGothic as Vena (Psychopomp)

Near as Eleanor (Subway Midnight)

Beat: U-Boat by Ihaksi
Mixed by: SIR Rap Battles
Written by: TaigaTonic
Thumbnails by: M!CAH
Art by: Nooby and Syroquise 
Special Thanks: Shimario, Duckky, bubbydarkstar, Karbonic, Sketchy

Psychopomp:
I’m sick of the fucking noise so now I gotta scream at the fucking void
Stalking victims and playing with them like they were just a toy
I’m nailing those who cross me, while I go fulfill my vision
Leave you broken like the connections and body’s of your siblings! 
Cause you couldn't save them so you were driven mad. Now
stuck to the shadows cause you’re blending in the background 
They tried hiding the truth from me, and thought that I wouldn't mind it
Lying behind their fucking masks but now I leave them open minded

So stay quiet, I know your schtick, same cliche every story did
Lost someone close to them and now thinks murder as revenge is warranted
To fix their broken, lonely heart but can’t realize it doesn't work. Your
running from all of your fucking problems like it was fucking Subway Surfers

Fallen as a victim to the system now your riding 
off the back of all the cultists your creator put in hiding
I crushed The Head of Production and left The Queen dismembered too 
Treat you like the other sinners without a SINGLE SOUL TO REMEMBER YOU

Subway Midnight:
Easy with the tongue, Miss…. I don't really like your tone
You should know it’s not safe being on a track alone
Cause sunken souls can manage to paint more than dreams haunted
…and I made them all scream just because I wanted

You were daunted by voices but you wasn’t really hearing much
Just like Benny, craving praise but it was more than his dreams that was being crushed
They pumped you up with dopamine so you can reach the top unrivaled
But as each of the vessels break she just repeats another cycle

Search for your child, cause you were cursed with denial
And blew up your Biggest Fan and now it hurts just to smile
But as each day passes you are slowly forgotten
As a new Queen spreads her wings and you are what you tried stopping

The Dragonfly said to be a savior once birthed
But is more a mosquito sucking the life outta Blood Earth
So you can waste your days and continue to wander around
But if you wanna topple more catacombs I can help you underground

Psychopomp:
Sure that’d Be Nice to insight your torturous wreck
But I don't wanna take a ride on the Bi-Polar Express
Made more go missing cause when you were it wasn't brought to attention
Took a crack for a midnight snack cause you were starved for affection

But hadn’t managed to be fed, I’ll bash a hammer ‘gainst your head
And leave you swimming with the sharks until the fish finally rest
While I’m walking to Earth's center through the Mariana Trench
You ripped the souls out of their bodies ‘til they tore your own to shreds

Subway Midnight:
Starved… Like the Thraits at the bottom left rotting
Cause now it seems The Caldmen Four are the only ones watching 
So as you blossom know I left Rose to decay
Cause I kill Vermin Dogs that lead you astray

And you were let off your leash but you could barely manage
Cause you were down in the basement and couldn't do any damage
So don’t panic Vishneri, it's time we got off
Smile for the camera, this will be your final stop


[SCRAPPED] Subway Midnight vs Psychopomp - Rap Battle! (ft. Near & garbageGothic)

TaigaTonic as Polybius
Dilly Scott as Porygon
Beat produced by MIDES
Written by Trakked, Dilly Scott and 3ple
Additional help by Shimario and Jpegdogs
Mixed by Jordy
Art by TomPuffs
Thumbnail by TomPuffs

Battle:

Polybius: (0:21)
Before you start to fight me, I would advise
Don't look directly in the screen because I'll blind you with lights (uh)
I use strings of code bigger than you when I load
If you Convert into my cyberspace, your mind will be fried
Drop a quarter in, see the phenomenon they're talking 'bout
An innovative game that makes the bank and draws the crowds
You couldn't block me out, even if you tried 
Want to go back in your Pokeball? That's not an option now. 
I'd talk about your looks, with your cubic features
But you'd fit right in with your new releases
You don’t have purpose and you shoot your beams cuz
You're only flashy when you're inducing seizures
The players catch Zs when you're on the screen
Cuz this automaton has been obsolete 
You once had a use… but that's not the case now
You can't go in orbit… but I'll leave you spaced out.

Porygon: (1:04)
I ain’t sparing no change to a made up coin op-eration
To conclude your story a hoax I just go travel through data 
You think you're shady, man? Game consists of random shapes and crazy graphs
Dragged you out the room ‘cause arcades knew you wouldn’t make ‘em crap
Causing fatalities like it's MK Ultra..
But on the PlayStation store they tell me nobody played ONCE
Some people were dedicated to find ya
Then fans of your story went from datamining to seeing dated writing
Your legend makes my head spin
And the men in black suits must’ve deleted your senses
They paid off the feds since, and your casualties were written off as accidents
So now I’m damaging this cabinet
Gone without a Trace, you’re a fad of the past
Went up in smoke like you left for ‘em like Ash’s dad
You’re so forgettable to the people that played ya
So if you wiped their memories, it wouldn’t really change much

Polybius: (1:47)
You're low-res: a dream of fame for you is hopeless
Everything you spat sounded Pory-phoned in
You're made to break and I am losing patience.
If you see your win, it's a hallucination.

Porygon: (1:57)
So many Secrets and Lies that all the agents devised 
To keep you inside the minds of all the players
You’re beaming lights in their eyes and it leads to their demise
You try to see into mine, I’ll make your brain hurt
I cannot be copy/pasted, yet you're copping my flow
I've seen more addictive gameplay from Pokemon GO
Try to send me your subliminal messages, I’ll escape em
This battle is over because Polybius fainted

Polybius:
Pika hit some missiles with electric flow
Then they had to seize your episode because of seizure episodes
The anime banned you, but it wasn't your fault
Now I'm not the only one that's getting locked in a vault.


Porygon vs Polybius - Rap Cypher #42

Titanium1208 as Harvey Birdman
Chaotic Rap Battles as Captain Falcon
Beat produced by marvin's creation and GlitchDude
Written by Trakked
Mixed by Jordy
Art by TreToonz
Thumbnail by Trakked

Battle:

Harvey Birdman:
It's.. Harvey Birdman, and I'll enter this race
A bounty hunter from space? I think I WON'T take the case!
I'm powered by the sun, you think your flames could hurt me?
Then prepare to feel the power of attorney! 
They call it F Zero 'cuz they give Zero F's
Like Nintendo, I'm forgetting any fame you had left
There's no defending you, or need to find a witness
Cuz the only writing you do is copyright infringement!
You're the type of guy to go to a victim and tell them to stop resisting
Then beat 'em up and lock 'em in prison,
So no, the law is not above these crooked cops in our system
If you think you're seeing freedom, I'm guessing that visor's blocking your vision
Your series manages to go in all the wrong directions
There is no question on whether you got the diss that I sent ya
Better call up your colleagues, you're gonna need Avenging
You're far behind, so use your time and try to catch up

Captain Falcon:
There are two types of rappers on this beat:
The ones who fail at every turn and crash and burn, and me
I suggest you retreat; everybody knows I’m packing a punch
I’ll get Birdgirl and take her to FALCON LUNCH!! 
(Haha!) You’re better off throwing this match
‘Cuz I’m the only one between us who has ever rode a track
I’m getting first place in every race, I can’t lose
While you’re ending up getting your crest taken from you (YES!)
With the way you’re treating Peanut, you must be allergic
With every case you make, you turn the courtroom to a circus
I come back from explosions, bitch, you know you couldn’t hurt this
You couldn’t host with Space Ghost, even he knows that you’re worthless
I’d say show me your moves, but we both know that you would crack under the pressure
I’m able to kick ass because I’m simply better
You’re a shitty lawyer, and the evidence is damning
So shoot your rays at me, I think that I could use some tanning (Ha!)

Harvey Birdman:
Say, Captain, 
How do you explain the dangers that they keep the other racers trapped in?
A violation of safety is what your track is
You participate in races that most often end in deadly crashes!
This case is closed; now, remember for the future;
You’re not exactly setting the best example for viewers
You’ve been found guilty of being a massive failure
Tried to fly from justice, now this Falcon is a jailbird

Captain Falcon:
(C'mon!) You can't take jabs at me, I know your life is broken
This.. case may be closed, but your.. marriage is open
From your wife to your boss, you don’t really have that much more to lose
I have another Blue Falcon that they love more than you!
Fast to make accusations, but we both know I'm quicker
The only bar exam you've taken's when you drown yourself in liquor 
I'll hit you like another bus; break all your vertebrae 
That’s just what Harvey gets for messing with a bird of prey



Captain Falcon vs Harvey Birdman - Rap Cypher #44

MidgeCat as Mr. Widemouth
Grasman as The Webkinz Killer
Beat produced by Zyller Beats
Written by Trakked
Additional help by M&Mattie
Mixed by Jordy
Art by VibingLeaf
Thumbnail by Trakked

Battle:

Mr. Widemouth:
I’m so excited, I just found a new friend!
When you play with Mr. Widemouth, the fun never ends!
So, stand in the corner, close your eyes and don’t peek
Cuz you’re disguising your identity like hide and go seek
But if the people found out your secret they’d go and lock you up
Execute, electrocute you and that’s really not so fun
We all have our secrets, but your rumor is an awful one
Spread around the classroom like bodies after you shot your gun
I'm better than any Webkin that you have ever seen 
Cuz I make any pet look like garbage right next to me
So jump off the balcony; come and let me snap your wings
You won't go splat if you imagine there’s a trampoline…

Webkinz Killer:
Welcome to my office, but wait, you’re not a Webkin
After this lesson, I’ll still be giving you a present
Must have gotten ill from all of the sick kids you’re hurtin’
So don’t worry; I have a permanent cure for this vermin
With a smile that wide, I’m guessing you’re here for the dentist
Best get ready for your checkup, this’ll only take a second
I reckon I should rev up the engine for your beheading
So remember, it isn’t just medicine that I’m dispensing!
The kids and I are not your friends,
You got defeated by a child that had some common sense
Whenever the parents come you’re hiding under all the beds, looking like a bobblehead
My office could use some color, so watch me paint the walls with red

Mr. Widemouth:
Ooh, we playing pretend? Then let me be the doctor now!
Your site has a virus and it’s time for me to stomp him out
I don’t even need an apple to keep the doc from my house
If I cut your head off you would still run your mouth!
I’m loved by everyone; the kids were terrified of you
They heard about your murders then the devs went and retired you
I promise you’ll be safe.. Let me take you to a better space..
Close your eyes and you’ll be resting in my special place…

Webkinz Killer:
How about you stop luring the kids into your basement?
No one wants to play with you, but you try to be too persuasive
You’re making me lose my patience; I’m willing to lose this patient
You will find I’m violent, I’m prescribing euthanasia 
So I’ll burn up this Furby like I murdered Mrs. Birdy
Imagine all you want, bitch, your words could never hurt me!
I’ll be sure to leave a sight that any child would remember
I’ll have you severed; now you’ll play the quiet game forever




Mr. Widemouth vs The Webkinz Killer - Rap Cypher #46

Eric the Audible as Waldo
Gridline Rap Battles as Agent 47
Beat produced by MIDES
Written by Trakked and Worms
Mixed by Jordy
Art by Rytchiee and SkydivingQuagga
Thumbnail by Worms

Battle:

Waldo: (0:10)
Hey, I'm glad you found me, but now you're ‘bout to regret it
I’m bout to set a new record, wrap your mission up in seconds
So get ready for a lesson, I ain’t favoring crooks
But if you wanna learn to hide, then take a page from my book
Wearin’ them red and white stripes cuz I'm the flyest dude
I got this on and I don’t even need a tie and suit
That dome is shining, they can see through your disguises, too
IOI needs to head back into the writer’s room (yuh)
You’re tryna get your Wood to Burn
But your handler’s abandoned you at every single turn
Yeah, me and Diana, man, we're sharing a bed
Cuz the amount of game you got is like the hairs on your head
(Oh) Five fathers, but no love, you’re from a test tube
Man, you were built for everybody to forget you
I might go back in hiding when it's time for your rapping
So make like your title and stay Silent, Assassin
 
Agent 47: (0:57)
Don't be alarmed. I'm here to finish business.
I'd appreciate it if you would quit your resistance. 
Sit and listen; I’ve got lines for this eyesore,
With rhymes so divine that you’ll find they’re to die for.
So why don't I pour you a drink?
Your confusion’s understood; this happens more than you think.
Let’s have a toast. Let the moment be adorned with a clink
You'll fall down on the ground. It happens more than you think.
It’s circumstantial how I dress, you keep your outfit on forever.
Needless to say, your clothes don’t depend on the weather.
I wouldn’t be against painting more red on your sweater,
And you will never forget that I’m wearing both your colors better.

Waldo: (1:22)
Don't dog my fit; I'll take your job real quick with my famed garb
I don’t need a costume to stay under the radar
You think your sins are forgiven because you pray hard?
Your next mission should be living behind jail bars
Put down the fiber wire, we both know that you choked
So put on that clown costume ‘cuz all I see is a joke (damn!)
It seems Tobias couldn't Riep what he sowed
Hold your ducky tight and make like Grey’s head and explode

Agent 47: (1:43)
Your files are the only book with your name that I've opened. 
Your brother hates you and you don’t know how to cope with it.
You're hopeless and moping and your relationships are broken
But I'll be sure to give your girlfriends my condolences.
We both travel the globe, but I make a visible difference. 
If you visited my home you would be dealt with in minutes.
There wouldn't be a single witness since my target’s alone with me.
I have yet to break my cover since this nobody’s noticed me.
I toppled Providence and it appeared to be happenstance
I'll be bashing your glasses and make it look like an accident
So be glad that this happened; send your goodbyes in a letter
Because I just found a way to make you disappear forever.


Waldo vs Agent 47 - Rap Cypher #47

Lew Kreerdun as Burger King
M!CAH as Donkey Kong
Beat produced by Boshgie
Written by Trakked
Additional help from QuickDissa
Mixed by Jordy
Video edited by JustGamer

Battle:

Burger King:
There's no animals allowed in this place
Better not run your mouth or you'll be ground into paste
Bananas are ass my boy, you got poor taste
You want a flame grilled whoopin'? Have it your way
Bitch. I'll take your girl Candy and hurt her
Mix her up into a sludge like our Impossible Burgers
And you want some fries with that for an additional fee?
Shit, I'd burn you and your jungle up and do it for free
So grab your bongos and try to keep up 
You ain't a Kong, bro, you got a weak punch
Suck on deez nuts; this freak takes last
Grill this bitch with chicken; that's a DK Wrap
Your plots are thin like a BK wrapper 
You're only good for some pre-k laughter
You got a tie but got nothing on underneath
Brother doesn't need to cover cuz there's nothing to see

Donkey Kong:
It’s DK ‘gainst a fraud sole heir
Think you’re big shit but Kong don’t care
With flows so clean, got no need to expand, bruh
Rang up Dairy Queen and she tallied me banana
I'll get my boxing gloves and rock this schmuck
And you know that it's all because you're offering that awful lunch
You’re not an option for me when I’m feeling hungry
So make like the Kremlins, get the FUCK out of my Country
Can’t catch up to me; I’m too groovy
Put you in a barrel.. and make a dude smoothie!
I’ll Jungle Beat a fucker if he thinks that he’ll be hittin’ me
They call me a Donkey ‘cause I’m carrying this industry
This fraud is thinkin’.. women belong in the kitchen
Me and Diddy had your shit, that cook belongs in a prison
We went Kong on the building, put your wallet through some deep pain
You're a dick, King, and I served you like DK

Burger King:
…what? What the hell does that even mean?

(*two seconds of silence*)

Donkey Kong:
Mmmm. Banana.



Donkey Kong vs Burger King - Rap Cypher? #49

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

Art in the banner by Grenade, Banner made by SPM
Owned by Trakked
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