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Mathew Swift as Rick Sanchez
F00Pz as Bender Bending Rodriquez

Rick:
So retarded C-3PO really wants to fucking fight? 
Either I’m tripping or I didn’t kill all those parasites 
I’ll pay for your assassination then slip you the bill 
You won’t be the first of Groening’s characters I’ve killed 

Morty:
Gee, I don’t know about this Rick

Rick:
M-Morty, he’s a robot;
We could have his screws loose before he shows us what he’s got 
There’s millions of galaxies in infinite realities
In each and every one, your show remains a fucking tragedy

Bender: 
I can easily bend this crackpot and his little twerp,
Then I’d spit more fire than you, with one burp 
Running you over when I become a Were-car
You like to prison break? You won’t escape these bars, 
Invent a way of mastering flows, I’m the main ingredient 
Keep rapping Farnsworth, you’re making my win easier,
Tho’ when capping a pan-sexual, I think I oughta pass 
Cuz I know you’d do more than bite my shiny metal ass

Rick:
You’re not a fembot anymore, so why is sucking still your motto?
Dating Calculon like “Domo arigato Ms. Roboto "
A glitch prick hitched to sexbots more than Morty is 
Turns out your ass percentage is w-wayyy above 40 BITCH! 
I outsmarted the devil; 3 numbers have you in pieces 
Jerry the robot? *Burp* the other Rick’s have to see this
I’ll bring a battery-verse of hurt; that, you can count on
So crawl back into the factory that you were shat out of

Bender:
I'm belching up rhymes to burn this doc until he's brown
Send him Back to the Future- where I wear the crown,
Bender is the greatest, that’s the way the news goes,
I’ll kill all humans and leave rapping to the robos
You must be more drunk than the flask you’re mixin’
Even more of a douchebag, than President Nixon
Gonna make your mind blown, like your improvised youth,
I’m off to make my way back in a suicide booth 

Rick:
Attempted Suicide? Already ticked that off the checklist 

Bender:
Get bent then; instead I’ll chug a beer and forget this 

Rick:
Maybe you aren’t such a Redgrin Grumble after all 

Bender:
I have no idea what that means but-

Both:
l-l-LICK MY BALLS

Written by Red, R the Writer, Legion, Truth, Walk, Mathew Swift, Vladimyr P, Adroitwhiz, Skeep and Fle

Rick vs Bender. Season 3, Wave 1

Joe "Cliff" Thompson as Homer Simpson
Kyuuball as Peter Griffin
Fel as Mr. Burns
garbageGothic as Lisa Simpson

Peter Griffin:
So this yellow fella’s meddling with Peter Griffin? 
This fight reminds me of those times when I beat a chicken 
You’re a bigger neanderthal than the caveman you nabbed from
Matt left for Futurama cuz you’re in the past, dawg 

Homer Simpson:
Heh heh heh
Whoever you’re talking to, he’s in trouble!
No more beer; I’m seeing double 
And sure I’m plain 'cuz I’ve been ‘round the globe 
While you’ll remain the Milhouse of shows 

Peter Griffin:
Yeah, you’re big, tubby, but if I were you 
I wouldn’t go around bragging about being the posterboy for child abuse 
We’re tired of you; is there nothing you won’t put your hands on?
Here’s Joe’s wheelchair- you’ve got no legs to stand on! 
Thirty years?! Christ, you’ve aged like Madonna 
Such a zombie no wonder you crap out treehouse of horrors
It’s been long since your better days but I’ll give you fair praise 
You made steps, then fell down the fucking staircase 
Let’s talk about your family--my god, they’re schmucks
When pit against Stewie, your toddler sucks 
And your boy, Bart, makes Chris seem almost average 
Lisa and Meg- uh- you know what- let’s just skip that one
Here’s a prediction: I’ll kick you back to T Ullman
Then I’ll home-in on that chick with the wig in your kitchen. She’ll giggity my donuts 
Now excuse me, I got a haircut at ten
Ya got served, though. Thank you, come again!

Homer Simpson:
You’re not Apu, but you’ve sure got problems 
Can’t expect less from a series that Fox runs 
pretty frickin’ sweet? MMMMM…. That’s my flow!
Since the 90’s I’ve been rolling in- errrrr, what’s the word… DOH! 
I thought you specialised in celebrity roasts?
The only cutaway you need is to a better show;
Lisa, what’s the definition of griffin? 
A creature stitched from different parts. Hmm. that’s pretty fitting
Now go prepare our lunch; we have famous guests over 
Tell me, where’s the microwave? I gotta nuke these leftovers 
You can’t talk about ideas running out

Mr Burns:
“Replace the hound” … “Ok, now bring back the hound” 

Homer Simpson:
Need a show canned? Luckily there’s a Family Guy 
Even from Space, I had more air time
And fart jokes won’t cloud my legacy
I couldn’t even call you Flanders cuz you’ll never be next to me 

Peter Griffin:
Take that crayon out your brain and actually try to write a good verse 
‘Cuz chronologically is the only time you’ll come first 
You got a nuclear family, so how’d ya tan?
Was the jaundice corn-dick born in the power plant?!

Homer Simpson:
And... why don’t you take that time machine from your son?
You could travel back to when your show was actually fun
It’s shocking that FG came back from the dead
Just to be killed by Homer Simpson again

Written by Fel
Mixed by Fel, Adroitwhiz, and Freshy Kanal

Homer Simpson vs Peter Griffin. CMRB

Releasing exactly one week early, due to the imminent release of my 2020 Album "The Obsidian Collection". Be sure to stream on your music platform of choice.

Zawesome as Jack Skellington
Mancha as Sans

Jack Skellington:
Greetings, good fellow, now don’t be abhorred, abhorred
I’m not a human child, we’re not at war, at war
Slim and shady, the Pumpkin King’s track roars, track roars
I’m beginning to feel like a rap gourd, rap gourd
Whether slacking your post or you’re cracking a joke
You’re average at most, and your passiveness shows
When you’re tasked to dispose of a ravenous foe
But you let ‘em go past and attack on your bro cuz you’re asked by a goat that you don’t know?
Then you turn into a basket case loner
And I’ll be dunking you off the backboard, backboard
To battle is witless cuz this Jack is a Ripper
My friend, you couldn’t wear the SOULs out on the back of your slippers
I’ll leave you bent out of shape like italics, so listen
I’m an icon! The only Star you are is Patrick, you misfit!
You’re looking big boned and awfully flimsy
You’d turn to dust just going down a chimney
Shaking kid’s hands? Man, you’re getting too Frisky
My bars are serving you harder than Grillby’s
I’m like a Jack O’ Lantern - my legacy’s keeping lit
But judging by your boss fight - you’re used to sleeper hits

Sans:
Heya. You’ve been busy, huh? This isn’t the first of your rapping jests
Bud, if you’re stepping to me, you’re really not gonna like what happens next
I’m leaving your sins crawling down your back and neck
This showman is less professional than my text
It’s time for your judgement, so hope you pass the test
Sounds like on the track you’re a True Pacifist
Listen Jack, you’re a classic but not flawless
You’re a facet, a mascot of Hot Topic
But couldn’t capture the masses, you’re not popping
And gonna crash like it’s Jack-in-the-box office
Looking back to the rabbit you held hostage
You should’ve asked ‘bout the crafting of hip hopping
Even Alphys’ Lab in the Hotland
Couldn’t bring you back after how hard this brat’s fallen
You’re a reckless ruler that your town is Tim Burdened with
Your plot’s more stitched together than your girlfriend is
I’m thankful that Asgore is just a passive king
You leave your citizens burning in Halloween
Kidnapping Santa? Cultural appropriation?
Even my costume in Smash was better representation
So stop all your carols - this monarch’s in peril
A hotshot as bare as his snob goth apparel
I’ll knock knock on your little sock hop and fire my shots off,
Like my name was Lock, Shock and Barrel


Jack Skellington:
Even on a beat, this skeleton just has flat lines
With bars like that, I’m asking - do you wanna have a bad rhyme?
You started a prankster like loosey-goosey
But you turned to a sad sack like Oogie Boogie
If you stand and do nothing, you’ll rot and you’ll suffer
I’m killing this beat - you can call it your brother
I’ll give you this - among preteen children, you’re sure successful
How ironic, you went from underground to surface level
I’m lighting you up like my top pup
Compared to Sandy Claws, you’re washed up
I may be the pumpkin, but Chara
Left you the only one who’s carved up

Sans:
Once a year you appear hyped up by nobody
Popping up like you’re a glorified So Sorry
All just to terrify children 
Your film should’ve come with a trigger-treat warning, you’re so boring
This no name’s growth became only respectable three decades later, don’t gloat up your fame
You hoped and you prayed about all of the dough you could make on opening day
But nobody came. 
Bud, check the legacy I’ve developed
My game crushes your Rotten Tomatoes, you’ll never ketchup 
And with my sequel, my franchise is sure to make it
While you’ll end up like your employees - filled with de-termination

Written by Eddiefrb
Directed by Eddiefrb
Mixed and Mastered by Freshy Kanal
Instrumental prod. by Dansonn and Freshy Kanal
Jack Skellington Illustrated by BMB
Sans Illustrated by Shaunt

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