Lyrics/Beat/Trivia: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1kCj_DbbCmYIe6H-3PpjGc2XDwMU2AhSh-L4-aEgKpek/edit
Commander Jacob as The Impostor
MetaMachine as Ridley
Special Inquisitor Rayyan as Crewmate (cameo)
Writing by MetaMachine and King Mewtwo
Additional help by GamingPlush64 and Mancha
Mixing / Beat arrangement by GamingPlush64
Thumbnail by JK03
Hint for next battle: "Blue Screwups"

The Impostor vs. Ridley

JustGamer as Scott the Woz
RaccoonBroVA as Nitro Rad 
Written by Special Inquisitor Rayyan
Additional writing help by Gizmo, JustGamer, TheDangerStranger and JK03 
Chiseled by Tommy Salommy
Mixed by Special Inquisitor Rayyan
Beat by Anywaywell
Beat arrangement + Additional instruments by Glitch
Cover art by M!CAH

Scott the Woz (0:13):
Hey all, Scott here and- aww shit, it's you again
The guy who makes up for the dent in his wallet by chasing YouTube trends 
It's true he tends to bash on Jimmy Neutron with his “Rad” takes
But he couldn't make his sub count take off even if he used AdSpace!
Serve a square in a rap like a Wendy’s Employee
Reviewing games nobody knows? Man, you bore me!
Your content’s shovelware I’d find on the Wii 
Viewers digging through garbage: Bubsy 3D
Oh please, those tweets are a pain to read through
Nobody loves you - I should call you the Wii U!
Push my buttons and you're taking Ls
Like you played Amiibo Festival, ring a bell?
You graduated film school and acquired a lot of debt for your loans 
I spent my dough better on piles of Chips Ahoy for a joke!
Parodied the Andre show (Oh!)
But your humour just lacked taste though (Oh!)
The second channel you own (Oh?)
That shit absolutely BLOWS! (OHH!)

Nitro Rad (0:54):
For a guy who hates Breath of the Wild, I thought you'd spit more bitter
Now I'm taking over this battle like it's your Twitter
Screaming over Chibi-Robo, no surprise you're the Nerd’s successor
But you can't really write so you’ll just border lines forever (Ayy!)
You're a wannabe sitcom, with no budget
So just like your little dumb beard, you should cut it (Oh!)
No one wants to watch a video ‘bout the box
If you're Wozniak, Scott, then I'm Steve Jobs!
It's a Bargain Bin Christmas, the way you litter your vids with
Shitty skits that are just witless; my guy, there's no way you'll win this
Cause I'm Nitro Rad! (Yeah!) Killing this YouTube game better than you have
Musically amateur with the crap you sang, go and ask Brady if I make a funnier short film than you can!
And you pack no beef, makes sense you hang with vegans
But it's not the first time that I'm leaving Mario players beaten! (Yeah!)

Scott the Woz (1:35):
Are my tastes just bad? Am I the one to blame?
Or is it that James’ vids are DUMB and LAME?
Got my skits to TV, there’s like nothing that I can’t do
Took over JonTron on Reddit, you can't even crush an Ant, Dude!
This Rayman fan couldn't hope to disarm me
Content so repetitive, like Wii’s iCarly!
You'd only get by selling out with shirts
While I support a good cause when I'm dishing out merch!
It's Awesome, Baby, how you keep striving to prove your worth
But the only time you'd break a leg is with the Madden curse!

Nitro Rad (2:03):
Sure, you landed on TV but don't forget how it all happened
Only managed to gain traction through the shoutouts that you salvaged
I'll go Zip Lash at a has-been showered in copies of Madden
Let me spit facts: this rap is just like Tinder, we're no match, bitch!
I'll be Fatally Framed for this beating I'm giving; I've been Breaking Boundaries while you're shilling Gex
Your panel is something I couldn't attend even if you stopped acting like a nervous wreck
Unlike your virginity, Scott, you’ve lost this battle (Oh!)
So go ahead and suck my floppy Fortnite dick, asshole!

Scott the Woz vs Nitro Rad. SIR Rap Battles Season 2 (ft. RaccoonBroVA & JustGamer)

Welcome to the bonus scene! Today after a long wait, we have the frantic inventor from Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs, Flint Lockwood, against the enigmatic, recluse candy maker, Willy Wonka! Enjoy!

CAST
Snakebite126 as Flint Lockwood
Zawesome as Willy Wonka

LYRICS
Lockwood:
Um… I’ve never been in a rap battle before. Are there rules?
I just gotta build a verse? Alright, I have the tools
Writing (Ay), rhyming (Ay), flowing (Ay), dissing (Ay)
Lab coat: on! Your style? Missing! (Ay)
You got candy raps, Reese’s Pieces. I drop hot dogs, you’re still the bigger weenie
With those kids up your fudge pipe, It’s not charming; its creepy (Ew)
You’re a boring old man, trapping children is how you get your kicks off
Trying to scare life lessons into people like a Diabetic Jigsaw
I created an island and an ecosystem science has never had before
You emptied out a colony to work in your dollar candy store
Sparking flames, ‘cause Flint’s lit, your darkest days ain’t hit yet
Since my flow brings floods harder than spies into your business

Wonka:
When I see a mic, like my cane, I grip this. Pardon as I limp in to spit this
DJ Loompa, drop the beat. Let’s see just how much young Flint has bitten
I’m so high up on the food chain, it’s like I’m fizzy liftin’
Watch me drop these Wonka Bars, and all of them have a golden ticket
You couldn’t step to me with spray-on-shoes, while this magnate's earning millions
But your disses were bigger embarrassments than the Party-in-the-Box incident
Here’s an urgent news report: I gave your girl one or two calls
Forecast for your bedroom: Cloudy with a Chance of Blue Balls

Lockwood:
Here’s the cheese: I couldn’t be any grater, I’m serving you, call me your waiter
‘Cause for dope rhymes I’m known to cater, I’ll slip you the Bill for being such a Hader
I’ve invented something better than a not-so-great glass elevator
The Flint Lockwood Diatonic Super Mutating Dynamic Flow Replicator
Needed to find a successor before you bit the dust, may I give a suggestion
How about you hop on my dad’s boat if you wanna fish for attention
I’ll leave your head spinning like a tornado of spaghetti
I’d invent a way to limit your words, but your dad did that already

Wonka:
(Slowly ramps up speed)
There’s no earthly way of knowing, why you think you’re good at flowing
Only nowhere’s where you’re going, you’re sinking when the boat is rowing 
Ducked out for your idol, left your friends feeling betrayed
But realistically, who looks up to a guy named Chester, anyway?
25 years of failure, you think one success made you clever, kid?
But no, it’s fine that your machine worked harder than you ever did
How could your town ever succeed when your income is sardines
If you could give a monkey speech, it shouldn’t be that hard-- Steve!
Throw mommy’s lab coat in the trash. Oh how you’ve disgraced her
You get nothing, you failed, you lose, Good Day Sir! 

Lockwood:
Well wait just a minu-

Wonka:
I SAID GOOD DAY!

Art by Valonide
Cover Art by Commander Jacob
Mixed and Mastered by Freshy Kanal

Flint Lockwood Vs Willy Wonka | GridLine Rap Battles Bonus

Azia as Lofi Girl 
RaccoonBroVA as Kousei Arima
Written by Special Inquisitor Rayyan
Mixed by Light
Beat by Epistra
Cover art by M!CAH
Art in Cover Art by Charles Draws

Lofi Girl (0:13)
Uh, could you quiet down please? I'm trying to revise
At least so I can put my mind to writing lines to fight this guy
I'd turn my headphones up a little to drown out your music
But it's useless when you'd do it to yourself, all 'cause your trauma's ruthless! 
(Hit it)
You really just don't know when to quit it
With living in the past like a haunted spirit
As a child, your skill built you a positive image
But you tore it apart in your music exhibit
It took a dying girl to push your limits
But you didn't wanna pay her visit
When she fought for her life with her failing condition
Just 'cause you were jealous of her friend, what a dimwit
My pen game’s divine, man, check my assignments 
A's all around, you fall flat in the C (sea) that you're trapped in
Your whole life, you've come across violence/violins
Both from the love and the mom which you're lacking 
Face the facts, kid, your existence is tragic, you get beaten up everywhere you go  
And gave your fans a sour taste in their mouths, like you just played them one of your notes

Kousei (0:54):
I often feel trapped, yes, but you're no exception 
Forced to listen to the same songs on repeat 24/7
I can sense the torment in you, your soul’s gradually decaying
Even I don't suffer that much from the music I've been playing (Uh)
You're counterproductive, waving a pen back and forth will not get you the grades that you strive for
None of the tests you've prepared and revised for could compare to all the demons that I've fought
Sleep, you're deprived of, while I am simply unrivaled if we talk musical style
The pianist idol, you just sit idle slaving away with your notes in a cycle
Took over ChilledCow’s channel but you ain't got any beef
You're telling me this Miyazaki reject is my enemy?
Quit selling me your vinyls with recycled compositions
Jade, don't mess with me - in song I'm known to crush my opposition! (Ohhh!)

Lofi Girl (1:36):
I'm taking notes, you can't hear ‘em; to Ryota, you're an interference 
Between him and the girl that you're missing, lied to up until her disappearance 
Feared you couldn't play like you once did; fell from the pedestal that people put you on
No wonder you kept beating yourself up with such an abusive mom 
Don't you get it, Kousei? It's your fate 
Everyone that you love’s being taken away
Couldn't find time with Tsubaki to play
‘Cause you were too busy getting slapped in the face (Ay!)
I can see why you and Kaori match
You're the brains to her brawn ‘cause a brain’s what she lacks
Nothing measures up to the scale of your strife;
All the joy that you’ve felt were short-lived like her life

Kousei (2:02):
I've been taught by the best to not do my worst
And I've caught the attention of all to my work
Jade, you've fought to impress them and leave them immersed
But you brought only dread like you sold them your merch
And I ought to address the barren way that you look
I'd bring more emotion to a keyboard than you could
Face it, you will never top me in fights
When I redesign that face like a copyright strike 
I’ve been moving people with my music since I was a kid
You’re stuck in the same spot for schoolwork, hoping you don’t fail at it
No family in sight to shed any shred of remorse
Just a Whisper to our Hearts, and it's time I finally silenced yours (Shhhh)

Lofi Girl vs Kousei Arima. SIR Rap Battles Season 2 (ft. Azia & RaccoonBroVA)

We're back biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiatch

RaccoonBroVA as [Agent Name] (audio)
Cri as [Agent Name] (video)

swizkii as Skip (audio)
Pixel Chris as Skip (video)

Backgrounds by flow21z 
Cover Art by Rabi
Mixed by ENNWAY
Beat by ToneJonez
Beat Mix by Pixel Chris and ENNWAY


[AGENT NAME]:
My name is [AGENT NAME], welcome to the house tour
We’ve placed tons of drones and cameras in this house for
Recreating it online, making a “snapshot” of any home
But for [OPPONENT NAME] I fire “snap-shots” at any foe
So I’ll make it clear [OPPONENT NAME], Skip is it?
As a real estate expert, I’ll pay your home a visit-
OH GOD this place reeks of low poly models
The amount of children’s scribbles for wallpaper is awful
Come with Dread X, skills more missing than chat on live feed’s
I come out on web browsers and MatPat plays me on a live stream
I know it’s a parody, but still, your executions poor
Because the host of this kid’s show is nothing but a TorpleDork

Skip:
Well hi there, my name’s Skip and welcome to my house
I was getting ready for my Halloween party, but I guess I’m down
To battle this pathetic salesman with the worst listings
Because it’s easy when you come up shorter than my Uncle Jimmy
I take notes from Blues Clues, but I’d be more of a Steve that Burns 
Got that flannel drip on Halloween, Lumberjack-o-lantern
I went up to your girl like “Wass poppin B?”
Call her Ted the Toolman, I gave her something long and skinny
I must be close to an objective left by Chip, huh-
Oh! It's a W! But it seems I already took it with us!
Your suspicious actions are obvious, there’s no need to pretend

The Ulimate Gamer:
Our game is like quests for swords

Skip:
It's a hidden gem!
Even the Wizrat would spit raps that are less cheesy
Than your diss trash like it’s the It’s plan: wrecked easy
I’m blowing some off steam, like I’m the bathroom faucet
Facing me is suicide, you’re another skeleton in your closet

[AGENT NAME]:
Ok Mr 2 Brain Cells, you think the two of us can go now?
You don’t even own the keys to open doors in your own house
No wonder I work with Northtree, you look up to me
I’m owning you on the beat with no additional fees
I started the opening scene and it already made my eyes hurts
But it seems that’s just the Chip’s Tip of the iceberg
I can check off reasons why we don’t match in wits-
d ont  loo k  at  it  d o nt look at  it
Your green screen game has the worst graphics ever s a    w
Just let it s i  nk in that you’re taking a loss
I win by far more than a h   a i  r, it seems you’re done kid
You couldn’t leave a sc r a t c  h while I leave you CORRUPTED
Alright you man child little shit, I’ll fucking tear you to pieces
Discard your body after 9 to 5 selling leases 
Rapping against the freshest salesman and you think you’ll ball too?
You’ll pay the price for facing me, so expect a call soon

Skip:
Try your best, but you can’t stop what’s discovered
Putting newer X’s on your eyes, these crosses will cover
Your victims won’t compare to the loss you will suffer
Attempts at being shady are like Peat Moss but dumber
My game is unique, you’re lost with the others
Finding my friend’s, but I’m not fond of your numbers
Honestly, I’m just not shocked by your blunders
If I looked like you, my stocks would shudder

Earl:
He can’t catch up like my fish 

Sanchez:
El matadero de este coño no vale nada

The Party Wizard:
As I rock the party, my wizarding would leave him crying to his mama

Skip
Thanks for visiting! Looks like I’ll be making no offer
But I’ll call if the basement needs more company, as if I was the father

Swoldow as The Ulimate Gamer
Tibbs as Earl
CreeperPasta as Sanchez
Pixel Chris as The Party Wizard

Chips Tips Vs The Open House - Hip Hop Hassles

K.C as Luzy Wilde
Azia as Yor Forger
JesseBox as Anya Forger
ZodiacKiaran & Freshy Kanal as Minions
swizkii as Gru
Written by ZodiacKiaran and SIR Rap Battles
Beat produced by Ear2ThaBeat and ZodiacKiaran
Mixed & Mastered by Freshy Kanal

 Lucy Wilde: 

Agent Lucy Wilde on the track, setting thorns ablaze
Lipstick tase Twilight’s fake date ‘til she’s in a daze
Oooh! You’re a trained assassin? NEAT , you must cause some damage
But tell me, can you kill the beat, like your husband can kill your marriage?
Got my blue trench coat and my moose tranq set, love
Leave you on the floor like Damian Desmond
AVL’s ace agent ain’t vexed but perplexed by your SSS bro’s sis complex 
Living out a selfish lie, your relationships aren't even real, man
Cheesier than my daughter’s dates, yet STILL Yor couldn’t forge her a real man

Yor Forger: (0:40)

Hold on I’m confused, my assignment said kill Gru’s minions
Oh wait I get it now, I’m here to off Gru’s minion! 
Girl you’re quite eccentric, my daughter would love you
Except you’re a chicken kicking nitwit, I’m a thug busting vixen
While I’m protecting my daughter from danger, before the dinner is done
You constantly disappoint yours, you fail and lack discipline 
Try to diss or pin down the Forgers or Briars shall leave your status dire
But this ain’t new to you Lucy, you have already been fired 
2022’s top manga and waifu, with a fanbase to boot
Yours consists of “Two tickets to Rise of Gru” suits
Lacking substance in your films as your company keeps getting greedier 
Selling out with fart guns and butt jokes? You're the biggest laughing stock in media!
If my daughter could read your mind I would know what she’s thinking
She’d say-

Anya:

Mama! This orange lady’s rapping is stinking!

Yor Forger:

When this rose draws her thorns, we’ll find who’s Despicable, me too
Now I’ll slash you up, you’ll turn to Despicable meat too

Lucy Wilde: 
Those disses and quips missed, this dimwit should cut it
Such a misfit, you can’t even kiss with your own fake husband!
So incompetent, both maternally and in the kitchen, it seems to show
‘Cause if I gave you my flamethrower, you still couldn’t cook up a decent roast!
I'm beating this killer faux with the cleanest of killer flows that’ll make you dip worse than your little kid did
This Spy can ex your whole family, leave it quick lived, Box office earnings more stacked up than your shit hit list 
Keep deceiving those that you love, soon poor Loid he will have enough and in time you'll have nobody else left to live with, quit this 
Margo can fill you in, I’m quite vicious with discipline, shocking Anya like I’m a bolt of Tinitris
Ain’t no match for Team Grucy, our chemistry’s real and better, surrender 
Y’all got no magnitude or no direction, so prepare to get Vectored! (Oh yeah!)
This whiney, griny wine mom’s so bland, she’d cackle at my minions’ humour 
I was strapped to a tnt rocket towards a volcano, yet I’m not that boomer 



Yor Forger: 

He treats you like he’s over the moon, but you’ll soon regret him
The only husband to get the boot is yours; when you first met him! 
Kick around all you want, but you don’t pose a threat love , try to spit sick, I’m immune to poison
This loose screwed Lucy Goosey’s weak
I’ll leave a second empty seat at your daughters’ dance school (hee!)
Huge fan base, I got em’, your man’s dates you shot em
This inelegant hack, got sacked by a man named “Ramsbottom” 

Minion:
Hehe, bottom

You insane sell out, you should just bale out, like your hubby every time he tried to ask you out
I attack, fight back, show my foes no slack, defending my family to which I’m so devout
Kicking ass like the badass assassin I am, ace with the pen like I’m Anya in entrance exams 
A spy with a plan, a real man, this fight’s unlike your man’s business, it ain't your jam 
Tried to show your adoptive daughters affection but you spoiled it
Now I’ll leave your reputation like Gru, sitting in the toilet

Yor Forger vs Lucy Wilde - Rap Battle! Season 2

VinnyO as Baldi's Basics
Vladimyr P. as Hello Neighbor

Theodore Peterson:
This world can be a scary place, but who’s here to protect you?
When you’re locked in my basement. ‘Fore I leave this I expect to
Leave this bitch in ruins, thinking I would’ve let you win
But Baldi’s Basically a Pedo so who the hell would’ve let you in?
You’re out of pocket like pocket change
Your low budget shit can’t compare to my game
It’s so Unreal that I suspect
Your graphical errors’ are incorrect
There’s rumours this intruder’s claiming to be my ruler
I’m a bruiser ‘gainst this loser so now I can be your tutor
Taught to shove you in my locker, there’s no escape when I spit this hotter
To a degree where you’ll need a Doctor, where’s your scholar Wannabe Crocker?
I’ll bully Baldi’s weak techniques that keep players asleep
So it’s no wonder that you’re quite the Strangest Error From The Deep

Baldi:
There’s no rapping in my halls unless the teacher comes to spit
I’m iconic, it’s ironic; I’m the one the neighbor worships!
I heard why you rap that bad; you’re just a held-back senior student
And I’ll sweep you like the floors just to radiate my amusement
Bash your birthday with my words no need for stealth in this challenge
‘Fore you made many Grave Mistakes; no shiny quarter for your balance
When we’re playing hide and seek you better pack your bags and run
Cuz you’re so dumb I bet you think that 9+10 is 21!
Try out this rope for suspension so you can hang in detention
My bars hit harder than your car that will crash your perception
Of my demonic oppression so let me teach you a lesson
On how to rap a good verse like the high school obsession
And you’re in need of corrections as I stand high- on the spectrum
I spit a diss like the elements used to make an electrum
If a prepubescent teen is what you call a home invader
THEN GET OUT WHILE YOU STILL CAN or you can say Goodbye, Neighbor

Theodore Peterson:
Son, I’d let you roam freely, but your entrapment is what Theoadores
so I’ll board up the doors to leave your whole corpse a blood and gore galore on the floor
And Sure, you had some fame, how strange, that’s something I can’t fathom
Baldi’s Basics Plus the remakes now that Hallways equals a BadSum!

Baldi:
This “Alpha Male’s” the Beta version drizzled in despair
Because your win’s nowhere just like my hair, ain’t that your Waking Nightmare?
Your wife is flying high, I know that damage cannot be undone
But the reason you got ghosted; was your Millimeter Peter, son!

Written by: Vlad
Beat Producer: Prod. Brutal
Mixer / Effects: Vlad
Cover Art Made by Vlad

Baldi's Basics vs Hello Neighbor. Sinister Rap Battles

Happy Holidays everyone! We're back again with a seasonal classic, it's the salty sea scourge, Blackbeard, pitted against everyone's favorite and iconic Christmas time mascot, Santa Claus! Enjoy!

CAST
Mancha as Santa Claus
Mr. Tibbs as Blackbeard

LYRICS:
SANTA:
Some fruit for your crew, some crackers for Polly
Leave hooks for the good, diss tracks for the naughty
Take a seat on my lap and let's get down to business
Tell me little Eddie, what would you like for Christmas

BLACKBEARD:
This saint he be missin’ what I want for christmas, I want to be like you (Yar)
Cop treasure aplenty, rob corporate plenty, booty for you and yer crew (Bars)
Can you spare a few doubloons from pockets deeper than the deep blue?
Now that ye wouldn’t do, Nick, it’s ye I see through cuz
Your ho-ho-hokie shit is so below me Davy Jones be
Drowning, he be choking on the sickly sweet baloney 
Yee be feedin’ to the children like yer more than just a fable
Christian pricks pitting their kids like several Cain & fucking Abels
Over gifts they get in scores, cause they did a couple chores
But they all tend to ignore, the creep peepin’ through their door
As you rummage through their drawers, hoggin’, downing all the noggin
Step away from the stockin’, Nick, it’s time for a floggin’

SANTA:
Ho ho hold up, I can’t stand the lies you spin cause
I won’t take the slag off the seadog who put the virgin in Virginia
Mad your shabby shanties don't match with my carol lines, huh?
Go take a Bath, not talking the Carolinas
Lit without the coal. Kick you in the south pole, but
It’s not on the pole with ya, Buy Coca Cola 
Pop your head like a screw-off cuz it’s best if you cruise off
Catch me on the roof, dog. Red dot on you like Rudolph
When I come in commandeering the deer and sleigh I’m seen in
Being loved by the masses is the only care I be in
But this scallywag wouldn’t know how that feels; unfortunate
Where’s your Christmas cheer? Keep your head up, as an ornament 
 
BLACKBEARD:
I owned the high seas, ye dined on milk and sweets
Wouldn’t hurt to spare a couple to the elves and Black Pete
A fate worse than with the fishes when all you get is hershey kisses
I be gettin’ naughty listed when I set sail with yer missus

Cover Art by Commander Jacob
Mixed and Mastered by Freshy Kanal

Blackbeard vs Santa Claus | GridLine Rap Battles Season 3

The battle of the sinister house cleansing games!

VinnyO as Phasmophobia
https://www.youtube.com/@VinnyO
MidgeCat as Powerwash Simulator
https://www.youtube.com/@MidgeCat

Quizzique as Player 1
RaccoonBro as Player 2
garbageGothic as Player 3

Written by Quizzique

Mixed by Special Inquisitor Rayyan

Beat by Dansonn

Thumbnail TBD

Lyrics:
Phasmophobia (0:14):
Player 1: I’ve got fingerprints in the garage, must be where the spectre’s been
Player 2: It can’t be a poltergeist, this place is obsessively clean
Player 3: I found the bone, he’s been dead a LONG time, I’ll photo it later
Phasmophobia: Based on that, this must be the ghost of Powerwash Simulator

You couldn’t do what I do, you couldn’t even try, dude
Unearthing the truth you can call it Mauka Aitu
Exercised with demons, spitting quicker than a Raiju
You drench locations, quite enjoyable for Psytube

My game’s built to stress you out
One bad hunt and it’s all over
Your game’s made for spacing out
Makes sense your first job is a Mars rover

Speaking of, those jobs are uncomfortably lame
With as much consistency as your company name
To think you have fame, you’re living in Fantasies
Your stardom’s a snapshot, even the phantom sees

Your fandom’s just a spirit, and I bet you couldn’t fight one
Despite your HQ, I can see you’re not a Bright one
You’re just cash for your producer’s grab
Workshop that in a FuturLab

Powerwash Simulator (0:59):
I don’t get it, I’m supposed to be scared? Your game hasn’t been scary in years
I played it once, I bullied a ghost using smudge sticks, it had me in tears
But there is one fear, I have seen all of those ghost altercations
Yet the only thing that scares me is your Discord’s moderation

Let’s turn up the jets, the job that’s up next is your atmosphere because I can’t see a thing
In your lobby, when there’s a spectre, who would elect to this gang of misfits, nobody shall ring
It’s just a hobby, you get paid pennies to risk your life plenty of times for some strangers
Your rep is soggy, unlike my cleanup, it’s spotless! You just can’t live up to the dangers

I see no positives in your services, your system’s coarse by design
You don’t even get rid of the ghost for the host, yet you leave a few corpses behind
Your system has declined, too, because what defined you was “simple to play”
“Cheesy scares for days” yet every update has undermined you 
Triple the content yet half the enjoyment, that’s what resigned you

I’m the embodiment of r/oddlysatisfying
It takes patience and time, but the result is quite gratifying
Cleaning disastrous aftermath’s a cakewalk to the contracts you’re ratifying
The slightest of flickering lights would leave your scared ass panic hiding

Phasmophobia (1:58):
For someone that cleans after fires, I thought you would have spit some flames
Yet look at my thermometer, you’re colder than a ghost’s domain 
Your job’s not done yet because it seems your target’s not acquired
The only way you’d pull a win financially’s with Market pliers

Powerwash Simulator (2:13):
That’s your best comeback? Makes sense it’s lackluster
Don’t update the game if that’s all you can muster
You got the roast wrong, and that’s the end of the case, so
For you to spit some heat we’ll toss you into our volcano

You’re Power-washed up, and your fight was pathetic
Your corpse has ragdolled, but that’s purely cosmetic
I’ve removed this stain and it’s somewhat poetic
That your motion is over, that’s the end of Kinetic

Phasmophobia Vs PowerWash Simulator | QUIZZICAL QUARRELS #3 (feat. VinnyO and MidgeCat)

Nc/AP-Big whopper da bopper song

[Intro]
Yeah, I’m done playin’ nice.
You woke the wrong demon, bitch.
Let’s get it.

[Verse 1]
You thought I’d fall back? Fuck that, I level up when I’m stressed,
Came back swingin’, talkin’ heavy with that weight on my chest.
I stay grindin’, stay risin’, stay flexin’ on the shit you tried,
You lied, I multiplied, now watch me take what’s mine with pride.
You fucked around and found the one you shouldn’t test,
I’m the devil in designer, with a blade made of finesse.
You wanna talk big?
Better talk with your chest out,
‘Cause I’m the type to make you choke
On every word from your loud mouth.

[Chorus]
I’m the motherfuckin’ problem you can’t outrun,
I’m the shadow on your back when the day is done.
You lit the fuse, now watch me blow shit open,
Revenge so sweet it’ll leave your whole crew broken.
You should’ve never tried to play me,
Never tried to snake me,
Now I’m in your nightmares daily,
Livin’ rent-free, fuck you, pay me.

[Verse 2]
Look at you now, tryna act tough, bitch, sit down,
I’m the king of comebacks, you just a clown in a cheap crown.
I don’t forget shit, I store it like porn on a hard drive,
You gave me reasons, now I’m huntin’ with a sharpened mind.
I got that “I don’t give a fuck” energy,
That “say my name and summon me” synergy.
I walk through hell like it’s a spa day,
You soft, I break people like you as part of my foreplay.
Talk slick?
I’ll make you swallow those words like a throat champ,
I got stamina in vengeance, bitch, I go the whole damn length.
You tried to kill my vibe, now I’m resurrected,
Twice as cold, twice as bold, twice as disrespected.

[Bridge]
I’m in your head like a dirty secret you’re scared to admit,
You can run, but I’m the kind of karma that always hits.
Yeah, I’m toxic,  proudly, loudly,
You made me like this, don’t doubt me.

[Chorus]
I’m the motherfuckin’ problem you can’t outrun,
I’m the shadow on your back when the day is done.
You lit the fuse, now watch me blow shit open,
Revenge so sweet it’ll leave your whole crew broken.
Should’ve never tried to play me,
Never tried to snake me,
Now I’m in your nightmares daily,
Livin’ rent-free, fuck you, pay me.

[Outro]
Yeah… remember this shit.
I don’t do mercy.
I do payback.
And I always collect.

Don't Ever Fuck With me Again

-Rap Music w/Explicit Content
-ERB Type Content
-Trippy Aesthetic