Curtain Call Reordered

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

Jordy as The Judge
ENNWAY as Misfortune.gb
Beat produced by HERA
Written by Trakked, Syphonstick
Mixed by ENNWAY
Art by BMB
Thumbnail by Trakked

Battle:

Judge:
No other being resides here as I sit in silence and ponder my thoughts
But now you’ve arrived. You’ve had the chance to advance but alas, I'll be turning you OFF. (turning you OFF)
So full of hot air and arrogance; your schemes will come to an end when it’s me that you’re faring with
I shall sit staring for now, because soon I’ll be burning this god. (burning this god)
I haven’t introduced myself. I am The Judge of your sins, so let us begin
You abysmal scum, they’re infinite, your only life goal’s causing death on a whim
You’re not of flesh and blood, you’re a spectre; an amalgamation made from games you’ve stolen from
Or you may be a figment of my imagination, one rupture and this omen’s stunned.


Misfortune.gb:
I’m not a ghost, you’re mistaken. I exist within the fabric of reality.
I came here to play with you, Pablo. Do you wish to challenge me?
Well, let’s play a game, shall we? I’ll begin by listing off all of your fallacies;
You wish to have a match with me? Your judgement’s black and white, like what the Batter sees.
Watch your tongue, ‘cause your flow is abhorrent; so stiff and rigid, I would figure it was rigor Mortis
Don’t pick a fight with an imp, you’ll be floored when I scorch you and turn your family into corpses
This cat can speak, but he’s wasting his breath; I’m a worse threat than Japeth, for you and your lost passion
You’re so insistent in chasing your death; if you want to see your brother again, choose the WRONG cabin… (hehehe…)

Judge:
What is your motive, acquaintance? If you wish to cause me pain, then
You seem to be sorely mistaken. You’re so complacent inside of your game and
You’re not quite skilled in the art of violent confrontation; a mistake, that you chose to face me 
You claim that you pull the strings, but you’re a puppet yourself; isn’t that right, Casey?
My abilities are multifaceted; anyone who’s ever played you found you by accident
Once you gave a riddle to the players to answer, they tossed you back into the trash again.
Your feeble existence will come to an end; perhaps it’d be best if they would all forget you
A shell of yourself that is sent in from Hell; hence nothing remains, except for regrets, too.

Misfortune.gb: 
Lost all your valor ‘cause Valerie died; became so sad, threw your pal to the side
He grabbed his bat, then went to attack, you tried to scratch, but then he demolished you
Best watch your back ‘fore misfortune befalls you, you were replaced by a man in a costume
The player forgot you and Batter offed you for speaking in riddles for half of the time
(hehehe) You’re so incompetent, honestly, this game was over before it began
You sat back and watched a man from God crumble your world to sand
Your struggles were for naught, my friend, so watch as I draw near
No need for your judgment now. I am God here.


The Judge vs Misfortune.gb - Rap Cypher #43

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

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

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