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EPIC RAP BATTLES of the GCRP II


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WHO WON!? WHO'S NEXT!?  

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  1. 1. WHO WON!?

    • Otto
      7
    • Sayer
      0


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[S]:  The battle flow is slow / tricky.   There will be indications of pauses for pace, rhythm, and upkeep.

 

Instrumental of choice:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V8eZAI-OflI

 

Intro to ~13 seconds, then battle.  Enjoy, and be sure to cast your vote.  Leave your decisions for next pairings in the comments, and I will edit them into a secondary poll for voting.  PLEASE NOTE VOTES MUST BE DIRECTED AT GCRP CHARACTERS (the one hosted by Merciful).

 

EPIC RAP BATTLES

OF GCRP

 

Otto Skorzeny

 

VERSUHS

 

Sayerrrrrrrrrrr

 

BEGIN

 

 

 

Otto:

 

Hmm, let’s see.  What have we here?

An eyeball wielding freak, who attempts to strike fear

Into ze hearts of men, but you’re not scary, mother fucker

And Next to Mein Führer, on ze mic, zere is no other

 

I’m a monster, a fiend, but a gentleman still

Hand over your man-card, Sayer, ‘cause you can’t foot ze bill

Defeat me?  In a battle?  Vut will you do to me?  Blink?

Or dig into my head, so you can hear vut I think?

 

Well listen to this, ya vanna be Shuma-Gorath

I’ve got a loaded PPK, and it’s aimed straight at your ass

“Oh look, I’m blindfolded, everything’s dark”, well that’s obvious

This isn’t amateur hour!  Step off my stage!  You’re obnoxious.

 

That’s right, come zis way, take ze exit down stairs

Don’t pout Sayer-dear, though zis matchup wasn’t really fair

Do you see ze exit?  Good, cause’ this is your final hour

Spitting dirt into your face, and you’re gonna need a shower

 

Sayer:

 

Is that a Nazi I “see”?  Or is this some kind of sick joke?

He picked up the mic, and all I heard was “ack! Ack! Choke!  Choke!”

You’re a frightening disgrace, to both Hitler and yourself

Do me a favor and unload your deck, put it back on the shelf

 

By the time these bystanders get a grip on reality

You’ll be cold in your grave, just another sad fatality

These eyes of mine, they see through all your bullshit

Gonna tunnel my way under your skin, and make you my bitch

 

That’s right Otto, get mad, I’m enjoying the display

What happened to “monster and fiend”?  Suddenly you’re full of dismay

But I don’t blame you, *spits* you didn’t have a chance against me

I may as well take your soul already, it’s a fine opportunity

 

I don’t usually step in on petty grievances

But you were pissing me off, not understanding these basic fucking distances

Apart in our skill, on the mic, I’m better in every way

So run back to the Counter Corps, it’s time the Divine had their day

 

Otto:

 

Disgusting! I can’t believe all zis garbage I’m hearing

Now where the hell iz zat pendant?  Gonna give old Sayer a REARING!

While Uru does his thing, I’m going to wrap zis up

Stepping to me, ze way you did?  Ya done fucked up!

 

You’re wasting people’s time comparing yourself to me!

Zere’s a reason for ruthless murder, but not for zis homeboy Nazi!

I spit on your grave, your lyrics are distasteful

And you call yourself a Divine?  Zat is fucking disgraceful!

 

I’ve heard better rhymes coming from a lifeless corpse

You feed zese people lies, a bullshit 3 meal course

Look into my face when I’m talking, you pathetic little shit

And give me back ze damn mic, I refuse to let you ruin it

 

Sayer:

 

*silence ensues, as Sayer has had enough.  His body begins to change, things are about to get rough*

 

Let me show you something Otto, the true definition of fear

I’ve been dropping bombs on shits like you since before last year

You’re approaching the boss level, the big red door

But this BOSS doesn’t fight, and misuse his whores

 

He treats them sweet and tender, till they’re useless again

Leave the arena Otto, you’ve got until I count to ten.

One.  Your lifebar just hit fifty percent.

Two.  You’re out of items and cash, and to me you’re in debt.

 

Three.  The boss is mad, no more playing games.

Four.  Your vision is distorted, and you’re going insane.

Five.  You trip and fall and you’re about to die.

Six.  You’re forced to look me in my own, two eyes.

 

Seven.  Your heart stops, as you’re shocked with terror.

Eight.  You realize you’re falling.  And you keep falling forever.

Nine.  There’s applause and the audience now knows. . .

Ten.  The shows over Otto.  You can drag your sorry ass home.

 

WHO WON!?

 

WHO’S NEXT!?

 

YOU DECIDE!

 

EPIC.  RAP.  BATTLUH OF GCRPUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHH

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Well sh*t, I gotta decide between a Nazi and a character from a bad anime.

 

Well, I gotta admit... Otto's accent sold his rhymes rather well, and there wasn't much substance coming from Sayer.

 

So I vote Otto.

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