Salad Fingers won. Jason Voorhees (terror movies) (urban legends) vs. Michael Myers (terror movies) (urban legends)

why is Bobby yeah singing so aggressively 

the only complaint is the voices are too similar imo, it was hard to tell who was rapping without looking in the description. but besides that, great job.

Alen as Morshu
Light as Villager
Written by: Alen & ColeTheCole
Mixing & Mastering: Light
Beat Produced by: Kustom
Thumbnail by: Fightmarker

(Intro)

Morshu:
Swords? Shields? Bows? They're yours, my friend. As long as you have enough rubies.

Villager:
PEH! I've got emeralds!

Morshu:
You have What.

(0:14) Morshu:
Squidward walks in my shop; I can't help but think I'll be a victim, 
'Cause his putrid ass makes it look like a hungry Zombie bit him
My ruthless waves of verbal raids will murder any mob or player
Your father left when you were young? Call him a Wandering Trader
Markus started spouting theories so Gates made him take his exit
Microsoft designers be like: “Sorry Notch, we can't give any credit.”
My jokes are classic and timeless, not your quickly dying trends
You wanna suck my balls? They’re yours, my friend.

(0:39) Villager:
PEH! You're fucking ugly; this is from someone that looks fecal
Your raps were so shitty, call that verse The Feces of Evil
I wouldn’t spare a single gemstone on the shit that stocks your shelves
How bout you take your cheap ass rope and go fucking hang yourself
The general public when seeing your games drop: EH, EH, EH, EH
Lending precious emeralds inside of your shitshop? PEH, PEH, PEH, PEH
Players gain better experiences when axing me for my drops
While shitlords farm your garbage memes I'll continue farming my crops

(1:03) Morshu:
I've blown your ass out of the water; you should've expected it
When my mighty bombsack’s twice the size of your tiny testificates
This useless dipshit nitwit can't handle the rhymes I deliver
Perhaps return when you're a little more, mmm.. Quicker
You’re not even gainful when you’re negating
I’d go to the Nether if I wanted good trading
Your only true use is when speedrunners come
To ransack your beds and leave you decaying
Catch me swimming in rubies, to the victor goes the spoils
So suck my Wand of Gamelon and chug down my lamp oil!

(1:27) Villager:
How could any visitor trust the deals you try to incite?
You can’t even manage to get the name of your own jewel right
Should’ve kept it to two lines; now it’s time you’re wiped out
As you make like all of your awful consoles and die out
This contest is pointless, from the first bar that I spat you got your stupid ass handed
Trying to fire shots is fruitless, need I remind you that both your games are non canon
Before I finish, I’ll give you a gift; generosity like this is so rare
Consider it a parting tip, some clippers for your nasty nose hair

(1:51) Morshu:
Fuck off with your stones, you can’t match up to my racks, bitch
All Steve wants from you is your food and a blacksmith

(1:57) Villager:
Beating me in this duel? Heh. You must have been misled.
You look like more of a dumb ass than the top of your fucking head (PEH!)

Morshu vs. Villager. Rap Battle #2

Vladimyr P. as Mr. Widemouth
Jughead Jay as Ickbarr Bigelsteine

Lyrics: https://docs.google.com/document/d/17DbG0s-vCqqX8_GqseTxJ1POKiIRWrlB2KBBTAinJs0/edit?usp=sharing

Writers: Vlad and Ryan Tillotson
Audio Mixer/Effects: Vlad
Beat Produced by: 2Deep
Cover Art by: Brodecai

Mr. Widemouth vs Ickbarr Bigelsteine. Sinister Rap Battles

GamingPlush64 as Salad Fingers
Vladimyr P. as Bobby Yeah

WELCOME TO A SINISTER RAP BATTLE
BOBBY YEAH
AGAINST
SALAD FINGERS
BEGIN

(0:22) Salad Fingers:
Welcome to rap little chap, today you sail on my ship
Ovens on, fire up, I’ll take you on a another trip
Through a world of slaughter, red water, body horror,
In order to corner this low life thief explorer.
You’re an awkward little Garçon, aren’t ya’ little Bobby?
It’s quite Naughty to be touching EVERYTHING for a hobby
And what you utter makes me shudder since you’re nothing but a bluffer
So take your pain porridge, or you’ll end up with a Glass Brother

(0:43) Bobby Yeah:
Take on an animal like me, and this Great War will go south
So it’s time that I shine; to wash the Firth out of your Mouth
And with your ‘orgasmic’ gestures; will leave you with more than a splinter
That will allow me to stop the motion of your middle finger.
You’ve lingered on for too long so you best be prepared
When fingered pawns start to bawl "Don’t Hug me .I’m Scared!"
Andrew-Hands will be back to his cupboard in despair
When transmissions tell him he missed his mark by a hair

(1:05) Salad Fingers:
I like rusty spoons but I don’t like you
And your rain rusted raps taste like soot and poo,
This Eraserhead may have awards that he had “found”
Before your conception, I put animation in the new-ground
The people chilled to the bones, they went where no one else goes,
And they dared to press a button… that was my videos
The story of how I was hexed made them all perplexed
And now it’s written in text, and your loss will be next

(1:27) Bobby Yeah:
I am very sick from the soup that I spit
Try to toss your salad raps, but MY bucket won’t be kicked
Don’t try to sneak out your intentions through the red wall
Because I'm watching you there, and this face sees all
Daddy’s fame delusions from the house to the sewers
Makes you puppeter everyone, right down to your viewers
You will see the blueLight when I distribute this immigrant
The disses that Caillou deserves for being family belligerent

(1:49) Salad Fingers:
I’ll be the one to push your buttons in this Picnic to spit licks
I think I may have miss-clicked on this wannabe dick flick
You managed to get a-head, but by the very last scene
You’ll find a fate much worse than a blade from a guillotine.

(2:00) Bobby Yeah:
The meaning of my fever dreams is forever being disputed
While fan-theories had figured out the nightmares you executed
This battle was a reflection, do you know which side you’re on?
Here’s a hint: Another flesh-boy victory’s stolen and gone.

WHO MURDERED THE MIC?
COMMENT THE WAIVER BELOW
RETURN TO THE DEPTHS OF HELL
FOR ANOTHER
SINISTER RAP BATTLE

Writers: Vlad, Ryan Tillotson, Dani Frias, and GamingPlush64
Mixed Audio / Effects by Vlad
Beat Producer: 2Deep
Cover Art Creator: Vlad

Bobby Yeah vs Salad Fingers. Sinister Rap Battles

IcerM as Evil Otto
Jake G. as Polybius

WELCOME TO A SINISTER RAP BATTLE
EVIL OTTO
AGAINST
POLYBIUS
BEGIN

Evil Otto:
Time to start up my console; while your game is foregone
If you can’t pass my rapping score; you best hurry on along
I will make you Mckneel! With a prolonged and bitter struggle
You’re in trouble, when you tussle, inside my a-maze-ing puzzle!
I keep all children away with my smirk everyday
While this game for child’s play is stuck in a dusty arcade
I’ll fight like a robot, pocket wins with stern words
While this roasted chicken rumor’s getting mocked by youtube nerds

Polybius:
Intruder Alert! Polybius has broken into Chicago!
Berserk jerks will be Oragon when i exercise Otto
You best step it up a level to not get chewed out for your loss
When i secure a win against a so-called 8 by 8 boss
This legend has a game that caused sanity to fall
Causing fear, while Pac-Man here, simply jumps over walls
You’re too close to my blows, an escape would be wise
Try to beat me in your sleep, but you can’t close your eyes...

Evil Otto:
Listen here Petscop Senior. You need to hop off my fame 
Lest I leave your verses lost and never found just like your game
Or better yet, non-existent, a history you can’t seek
Because I just witnessed gibberish like you were speaking greek

Polybius:
New identities of me are still being re-ported,
Compared to me, your arcade game hasn’t even been quartered.
A passing thought in a documentary is how low your horror goes,
While i’m shown in the back in a bunch of cameos.

Evil Otto:
5000 points, you just gained an extra 8-bites
Try to message raps, but this sublime circle has brighter lights
It’ll blind your Frenzy, from PC and PS to Atari
Then i’ll die and come back, with the power of an army
It makes me happy that your joystick moves got you in my trap.
Now the lasers and electric raps will give you a zap.
Causing this urban turd to get tossed out of my town
Making you disappear like it was a government shutdown

Polybius:
I still make people skeptical, even when in the void
Causing conspiracies in Portland, with Tempest and Asteroids.
Your heart-stopping raps are a psychoactive attack,
Now watch the results get analyzed by the Men In Black.
You told secrets and lies, in order to deprive the opponent
But the GamePro shows why he’s blown it, because of his components.
I’ll always seize the high score, yet you’ll come back to play me,
But i’m a heartless machine. YOU CAN NEVER SLAY ME.

WHO MURDERED THE MIC?
COMMENT THE WAIVER BELOW
RETURN TO THE DEPTHS OF HELL
FOR ANOTHER
SINISTER RAP-console shutdown effect

Writers: Vlad, Ryan Tillotson, Dani, AmazingRabi, and Henry
Beat Editor: Ryan Tillotson
Mixer / Effects: Vlad and IcerM
Cover Art by Brodecai

Evil Otto vs Polybius. Sinister Rap Battles

Dani as Baldi 
Alex as The Janitor 
Written by Cole               
Cover art by Lauren
Mixed by Light
Beat by Kustom

Baldi (0:15-0:26):
Welcome to my schoolhouse, Janitor, this’ll be a Bash!
Although your illiteracy might make it hard to pass my class
Steal a victory against me? I’m afraid you don’t have the key
So weak, flames from my campfire are enough to leave you beat

The Janitor (0:26-0:38):
Stupid Baldo… Making me mop up your messy flow
I’ll impale this freak with my mop if he wants to trade blows
I’m biscuit ball-ing on this beat, you’re more robotic than Penny
Kick-start having some ideas, or you best skedaddle, Baldi

Baldi (0:41-1:04):
I can’t send ya back to prison, but I can dish out some detention
To this loser who needed MatPat to get anyone’s attention
Step up to me with your glass hip? I’d like to see you try
When you’ve been killed by Kindergartners three different times!
This ain’t a janitor war, I’m not interested in your mop
But I’ll still spill your blood like B-Soda, I’ve got my win on lock!
“Wow! You exist!’ is the highest praise your games receive
Playtime is over, Janitor, and now you’re out of time to leave

The Janitor (1:04-1:28):
Your verse was missing all it’s disses, what is this? Hide and Seek?
Guess that's what I should’ve expected from a game made in 2 weeks
Even with your fog machine, I can see straight through all your lines
Clippy’s defective if he thinks that he’s getting the First Prize 
You’re on tier with shitty flash games, it’s no Riddle, you’re a fad
Next you’ll be saying ‘My verse was ironic! It was meant to be bad!’
Peddling a basic horror game to kids: it’s just shoddy
Once I’m done with ya the dumpster will have one more body

Baldi vs. The Janitor | Rap Battle

To celebrate Halloween this year, have a second horror-themed battle from MGRB!
Lyrics/Karaoke/Trivia: https://docs.google.com/document/d/16F8TWJn7ltHQwYrjHXNpUcpnqzEQ3VcL0u1dEUxfXUs/edit
MetaMachine as Freddy Fazbear
Trakked as Bonnie
BBlackroses as Chica
Micheal / Stark Media as Foxy
Alex as Golden Freddy
Raichous as The Follower
Vlad as The Greeter
GamingPlush64 as The Waiter
Dani as The Hunter
Kamren as The Nightmare

Written by Jason Carreon
Flow test by Bork and Rabi
Mixed by Dustin

Five Night at Freddy's vs. 123 Slaughter Me Street

TheAngryMidget as Sweeney Todd
Jake G. as Edward Scissorhands

WELCOME TO A SINISTER RAP BATTLE
SWEENEY TODD
AGAINST
EDWARD SCISSORHANDS
BEGIN

Sweeney Todd:
You may be known to be a drama, but what I spit will be more tragic;
‘Cause this Demon Barber shall leave Frankenstein back in his attic
Better Flee from my Street, take off that scarf, reveal your neck
And One swipe with my blade shall surely leave you home-wrecked
You’re more freakish than Krueger so my crowds will leave you crowded
What? You gonna rob my win like how you failed at robbing houses?
Aww, that’s the girl you like? You gonna finger, knives?
Heh. I bet those cuts burned like your dreary love life

Edward Scissorhands:
My verse will cause you Penny Dread; I wouldn’t try to hurt a soul
But take a seat Freaky, Freddy; I’ll bury you in your own hole
You deserved to be imprisoned, yet you’re thinking you’re a hero?
At least I didn’t kill my love; you’re just the town’s local weirdo
Slash this man with my hands to hear your crowd cheering “bravo!”
You’ll be headless, like your clients, as you lay there, Sleeping Hollow
After hearing that verse, I’d take up your offer to drink
It makes you think, why would this man let his fame go extinct?

Sweeney Todd:
That verse was quite lifeless; as dead as your inventor
I’m the life of the show so don’t think that you’re the center of
Attention! You’re no ascention, I’d leave you hung up in suspension
But you’re just a shitty Wolverine in a cosplay convention!
I’ll take it down a Peg but still put this sculpture on ice
Come forth Ragg, like your face, I get ugly and not nice!
Say my goodbyes to that reply, but I just remembered somethin’
Pardon me, cuz I believe, I left his pie-face in the oven

Edward Scissorhands:
What you spat was mind Bogg-ling, so quit with all your baffling
50 shades of mottling, as I’m spitting throat throttlings
Those bars dragged out like your sentence should, you need a trim?
Cuz you’ll soon be Fade-ing out into the Fogg, you’re looking dim
I’ll gain the Win-stone, turning tables with my own retortion
The Ruffian’s contorting others for his own mental distortion
Holding no Love-tt in your heart, thinking your grim tale is beauty
But it’s best you stay silent, like your very first movie

WHO MURDERED THE MIC?
COMMENT THE WAIVER BELOW
RETURN TO THE DEPP-THS OF HELL
FOR ANOTHER
SINISTER RAP BATTLE

Vladimyr P. as The Crowd

Writers: Vlad and Trakked
Beat Producer: 2Deep
Effects / Mixer: Vlad
Cover Art Made by Vlad

Sweeney Todd vs Edward Scissorhands. Sinister Rap Battles

Lyrics/Beat/Trivia: https://docs.google.com/document/u/1/d/1qwRu6ZbBSI23S6UX_y7b24pC6OxeTit-bKVsnsvZln4/edit
Snakebite126 as Little Mac
Alex M. as Izuku Midoriya
MetaMachine as Doc Louis (cameo)
Written by MetaMachine, Raichous, Kamren the Person, GamingPlush64, FyxFynn and Adam.
Mixed by Freshy Kanal
Beat by Hollywood Legend Productions
Thumbnail by Rabi
Hint for Meta's next battle: "Self-Reflections"
Hint for Gengo's next battle: "Mad Science"

Little Mac vs. Izuku Midoriya

Welcome, weary travelers, to the first installment of Ciphers Of The Unknown. Today we have two anomalies of the Minecraft universe going pixel-to-pixel in this rap battle. Who won? Who's next? Well, I guess you'll find out in the next Ciphers Of The Unknown!

Production:
Raichous as Herobrine
Snakebite126 as Shitass


Cover Art by Michael Stark
Written by: Michael Stark
With additional help from: MetaMachine, GamingPlush64, and SimplyRazzy
Beat produced by Tristan
Mixed by GamingPlush64

LYRICS:
ANNOUNCER
Welcome, weary traveler, to Ciphers of the Unknown
Today's matchup is: Herobrine
Versus
Shitass
Commence!

Herobrine (0:13 - 0:53):
Stepping from the sHadows, Herobrine has come to spit a rhyme
Just step to my shrine, and then you’ll find who is STILL in their prime
It’s time to speedrun this verse, please tell me, I’m baffled:
Hey Shitass... wanna see how a true cryptid rap battle’s?
Coming out of the mineshafts, you’re bound to die fast; come at me, you’ll end up worse and
You can check the signs that I’m fully fledged out while you look like you’re stuck in the first draft
So just go to your corner and whine, brat; you’re just a shitty memE with a smile cracked
While, bitch, I’ll give you a mind blast; I’m ownin’ the game, call it Brine-craft!
Herobrine! Just hearing my name makes players piss their pants!
Your gimmick’s only played for laughs, you’re just an insignificant ant
Just peer amidst the trees, you’ll find my pyramids with ease
I’ll be jammin’ to disc 11 with all my victims BOWING on their knees

Shitass (0:53 - 1:21):
Was that your whole verse? Man, that was the worst
You’re about to end up like your stupid memes... heckin’ cursed
You just teleport like the Enderman, a copy of a copy
My powers you can’t comprehend,  I make your cheesy shit look sloppy
You call yourself scary? Well, Error 404, this Entity’s not found
Stick your victory in your 2x2’s, in the catacombs buried deep underground
This bug’s gettin’ patched out, no more child-like schemes
Just Look through all my videos, you’ll see I’m the expert at crushing Dreams

Herobrine (1:21 - 1:48):
I’m the sole reason you even stand (stand), I’m trapping your soul in the sand (sand)
You’re digging a hole straight through the ground with how shittily your disses land (land)
You’re delusional, you don’t bed-rock, I’m putting you in a deadlock
Capture ya, body ya, disPerse your pixels, and outline you with red chalk
You could never amount to my fame, even your name proves you’ve got no class
Just look at ya: shit design, zero lore, and not to mention rhymes that’re absolute ass
Don't bother to try and come back, your fame ended with TikTok, didn’t you know?
(Laughs) There’s no Surviving this Hardcore Mode

Shitass (1:48 - 2:28):
You’re tunneling for disses, but still ended up empty-handed (Ooh!)
The true Unsolved Mystery is how you survived when your relevance crash-landed (Ha!)
Now it’s time for my Meat harvest, turning you into a carcass
Tried to amount to the creator’s brother, but it seems you missed the Mark-us
You need to update your rhymes old man, because those lines were dated as hell
You’re stuck in an open beta, clickbaiting children, anyone can tell
I’ll post your defeat online, get that clout, with these Reddit Gold-en Apple bars
You may have started a horror genre, but I’m the one shootin’ for the stars
Can’t remove my blocks, “Hero-whine”, so why you gotta griEve, man?
When all it takes is two pixels and boom! You’re back to Steve! (Damn!)
You may have started off as a joke, but now I’m the one who’s laughin’
Now without you in the picture, it’ll be my win they’ll be photographin’

ANNOUNCER
Who won this blocky battle?
Who Should Cypher Next?
Comment Down Below
And prepare yourselves for the next
Ciphers of The Unknown

Herobrine vs Shitass | Ciphers Of The Unknown

Do I even need to say it?

Beat Production: Call Me G
Thumbnail By: Fightmarker
Written By: Eric The Audible
Voice Work: Eric The Audible
Mixed by: Eric The Audible

LYRICS:
Mitchell:
In the 80s see a man self-made
With a family, proud in the USA
Today, I still show kids how games are played
But I got my two cents and I’m leaving the arcade

Don’t need the stats to see how bad you dropped
How are you gonna get mad over the 16th slot?
As a teen I recorded my first high-score
You’re screaming at teens for attention, like GEORGE

Yeah I took the gaming scene and put a face on it
You took the color green  just put a face on it 
Can’t speedrun this track when I forged your path man
Mitchell will perfect a bitch - like Pacman

Dream:
In this verse, I’ll catch a cease and desist
From a man saving face because he’s an egotist
And if you enjoy watching this dude destroy
His career, leave a like ‘cause it helps my vids

Now you, I’m not exactly the type to gloat
But I could match your fame with a single upload
And if you wonder why you sank and I float
Well just cause you can’t hit me doesn’t mean we’re in the same boat

AYO, looks like your stuck in a manhunt
Every ref should be put into handcuffs
All according to plan but, you got enraged cause
This ain’t a  problem that you can tape up

I’m making content that you could never emulate
You made the scene but I literally changed the game
Statistics twist my dreams to reality
Take out your fistful of quarters, Twin Galaxy

Central Rap Battles: Billy Mitchell vs. Dream

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

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

Bobby Yeah vs Salad Fingers. Sinister Rap Battles

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