Battles vs Mirage
RULES
Horrorcore.
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THIS BATTLE IS OVER
This battle ended in a tie.
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- I'm like an averagely toned abdomen - abnormal
- Half of my bones have acid in the cracks I'm amoral
- Have you ever had a panic attack? Well that's awful
- The voices in my head are a tad abstract and lack formal
- Training and their wailing is making me crack more up
- Eyes redder than if they were shedding the tears of crack whores but,
- It's from lack of sleep because I can hear the black chorus,
- In too deep to back out so need to keep marching forward
- You're boring, I want gore and horror
- No more deplorable force than my aura
- Born despite all the previous fetuses
- that never completed the journey to being evil
- They speak to me in my sleep and seep into my dreams
- Beseech me to be mean and need people to bleed and scream
- These demons reading to me from a satanic hymn sheet
- While I'm peeling an infant instant syringes skin deep
- I'm spooky, so many skeletons in my closet
- That the cemetery sent me a message asking to borrow,
- eleven well dressed corpses by twelve tomorrow,
- I drag em out and dress em up and send em on their way,
- Cause I've still got more inside that closet for a rainy day,
- I'm horrorcore you're soft as dough with which I used to play,
- So let me check if I can make your neck a different shape
- I recommend you tell a friend before you slip away
- A second message came to me from somewhere I don't know,
- It said that I should take a walk and then follow you home,
- Then proceed to pick the lock and sneak into the kitchen,
- Grab the nearest blunt object then find you and start swinging,
- Listen for the little snap that snuffs out your existence,
- Then clean the bat and put it back and start merrily skipping,
- All the way to the cop station to report your murder,
- Then go chill with some play station plotting my mid summer
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Walkin from school,
- On my way home,
- Stop at a pay phone,
- See my gay clone,
- Scream "Wassup you gay hoe"
- He turns the other way though,
- I say, "you okay bro?"
- He says, "No way those...
- Guys were laughing at me"
- I look over and see my brothers hand try to grab me,
- He punches me till I fall and then begins to drag me,
- Now we're in an alley,
- Hands tied behind my back,
- And I see him starin at me,
- He looks crazed and his hair is nappy,
- He's wearin shades and he's clappin at me,
- Throws me on the ground,
- But now my strength comes out,
- I flip him over, and break my handcuffs out,
- Swing my switch blade out,
- Cut him and i see his brains leakin now,
- Drink some of his blood, then start headin for my house,
- I'm gunna kill my mom with no remorse,
- She gave birth to my clone so her its her fault, of course
- Walk in through the front door,
- Screaming "WHERE ARE YOU WHORE"
- She says "In the kitchen doing my chores"
- I creep up behind her and throw her on the floor,
- Snap her neck, slit her throat and watch her bleed a little more,
- Now your blood has been spilled,
- And take a look at my face I'm drastically thrilled.