Epic rap battle parodies, Evan, Mr. Tibbs, TwoHatJack - Wes Craven vs James Wan lyrics
[Epic rap battle parodies, Evan, Mr. Tibbs, TwoHatJack - Wes Craven vs James Wan lyrics]
Epic rap battle parodies jAMES WAN
VS wES CRAVEN
BEGIN
Straight from the grave
This ghost’s come to face off?
Then I’ll flip this around as our ways cross
Cause if you really wanna play with James Wan
Then your jig is up, Craven, it’s game on!
You’ve been fucked from the start
With your carnal gore
Must’ve picked it up from making
All that hardcore porn
But now your awful bores
Collect rotten scores
Only good for watchers when they
Wanna munch on corn
But it’s no wonder Freddy came from your mind
To escape from the kinds
Of depraved shit inside
Both our films serve as great inspirations
Alright mine for creative work
Yours for taking a life
Now the first Nightmarе wasn’t bad
I’ll admit but when part two was written
You bashed it and quit
Thеn you ran for the hills
Tryna catch up to this
But the third started and they dragged
You back in their shit
I’m the mind behind the top earning
Horror franchise of all time
Another in the top five
No legacy can top mine
I stepped out the genre
Dropped billion dollar hit's
While your non-horror flicksdo they exist?
Yeah, you’re stuck with the genre
But you’ve turned crap at it
I’ve seen scarier films from Wes Anderson
And with all those marriages you’ve
Had to let rot
You’ve gone through more rings
Than Sidney Prescott
Quiet on set! You’re starting to bore
I thought that ‘The Nun’ was
The loudest I’d snore
You’re gunning to be number one, but I wonder
Were reviewers booing the best
You could conjure?
Jumpscares into the deep blue
You say no genre can stop you?
Now superhero fans are taking shots at Wan
Too your movies are becoming as
Soulless as Annabelle
This dummy would be nothing but
A hack without his pal, whannell
Signed yourself to Blumhouse
But now your talent is wasted
Shoulda kept that verse locked in
Ed and Lorraine’s basement
It’s true a dark movie can
Be the most frightening
But I’m talking plots
Not your damn low lighting
Your prosthetic effects are as common
As your good bars
Go ask James Charles if makeup is too hard
You use cheap tricks
My fear lingers for years in kids
My satire of all your tropes
Is taken more serious
Like your cinematic universe
The world will forget you
So take a bowand kneel to the MCU
With effects pushing limit's of
What’s crafted by hand
Your method lacks all the charm
The final product is bland
Just push a couple keys and
The code does the work?
It’s like you CGI’d that verse!
Spent your childhood trapped by
Your parents’ Baptist practices
Stripped you of all your freedom
No amount of churches I haunt could
Ever match those religious demons
Practical effects are impressive, true
But they limit the vision of
What artists can do
But you had everyone rallying to
Ban your first production
And you’re really gonna rail on
Me for pushing buttons
You’re in my world now
No way you can handle it
Your sequels proved your standards dropped
Worse than your daddy did
You’ll be forgotten in time
This whole genre is mine
And still no stopping my grind
Bitch I’m Wan of a kind
Well, someone’s pissy
Though I shouldn't be surprised
When this guy gets inspired by
The bottom of a pint
Had your agents on your ass
Your thoughts turned violent
But when it came to film ideas
Your brain was Dead Silent
While you and Tiny Tim were
Tiptoeing through the tulips
I took my Swamp Thing
And it actually concluded you’re no king
Your movies use every trite cliche
Like you got possessed by the
Soul of Michael Bay
Jigsaw is steps away from the fame of Freddy
Too bad he became an icon
When you left already
You’d think your scares took
Everybody by surprise
But not even the hills had
To cover their eyes
The Elm Street kids would thank you, Wan
Your yawn fests put the whole
World’s teens to bed
Took the spotlight off of real terror
Now it’s safe to sleep again
WHO WON? WHO'S NEXT?
YOU DECIDE! Epic rap battle parodies!
Parodies! parodies! parodies!
VS wES CRAVEN
BEGIN
Straight from the grave
This ghost’s come to face off?
Then I’ll flip this around as our ways cross
Cause if you really wanna play with James Wan
Then your jig is up, Craven, it’s game on!
You’ve been fucked from the start
With your carnal gore
Must’ve picked it up from making
All that hardcore porn
But now your awful bores
Collect rotten scores
Only good for watchers when they
Wanna munch on corn
But it’s no wonder Freddy came from your mind
To escape from the kinds
Of depraved shit inside
Both our films serve as great inspirations
Alright mine for creative work
Yours for taking a life
Now the first Nightmarе wasn’t bad
I’ll admit but when part two was written
You bashed it and quit
Thеn you ran for the hills
Tryna catch up to this
But the third started and they dragged
You back in their shit
I’m the mind behind the top earning
Horror franchise of all time
Another in the top five
No legacy can top mine
I stepped out the genre
Dropped billion dollar hit's
While your non-horror flicksdo they exist?
Yeah, you’re stuck with the genre
But you’ve turned crap at it
I’ve seen scarier films from Wes Anderson
And with all those marriages you’ve
Had to let rot
You’ve gone through more rings
Than Sidney Prescott
Quiet on set! You’re starting to bore
I thought that ‘The Nun’ was
The loudest I’d snore
You’re gunning to be number one, but I wonder
Were reviewers booing the best
You could conjure?
Jumpscares into the deep blue
You say no genre can stop you?
Now superhero fans are taking shots at Wan
Too your movies are becoming as
Soulless as Annabelle
This dummy would be nothing but
A hack without his pal, whannell
Signed yourself to Blumhouse
But now your talent is wasted
Shoulda kept that verse locked in
Ed and Lorraine’s basement
It’s true a dark movie can
Be the most frightening
But I’m talking plots
Not your damn low lighting
Your prosthetic effects are as common
As your good bars
Go ask James Charles if makeup is too hard
You use cheap tricks
My fear lingers for years in kids
My satire of all your tropes
Is taken more serious
Like your cinematic universe
The world will forget you
So take a bowand kneel to the MCU
With effects pushing limit's of
What’s crafted by hand
Your method lacks all the charm
The final product is bland
Just push a couple keys and
The code does the work?
It’s like you CGI’d that verse!
Spent your childhood trapped by
Your parents’ Baptist practices
Stripped you of all your freedom
No amount of churches I haunt could
Ever match those religious demons
Practical effects are impressive, true
But they limit the vision of
What artists can do
But you had everyone rallying to
Ban your first production
And you’re really gonna rail on
Me for pushing buttons
You’re in my world now
No way you can handle it
Your sequels proved your standards dropped
Worse than your daddy did
You’ll be forgotten in time
This whole genre is mine
And still no stopping my grind
Bitch I’m Wan of a kind
Well, someone’s pissy
Though I shouldn't be surprised
When this guy gets inspired by
The bottom of a pint
Had your agents on your ass
Your thoughts turned violent
But when it came to film ideas
Your brain was Dead Silent
While you and Tiny Tim were
Tiptoeing through the tulips
I took my Swamp Thing
And it actually concluded you’re no king
Your movies use every trite cliche
Like you got possessed by the
Soul of Michael Bay
Jigsaw is steps away from the fame of Freddy
Too bad he became an icon
When you left already
You’d think your scares took
Everybody by surprise
But not even the hills had
To cover their eyes
The Elm Street kids would thank you, Wan
Your yawn fests put the whole
World’s teens to bed
Took the spotlight off of real terror
Now it’s safe to sleep again
WHO WON? WHO'S NEXT?
YOU DECIDE! Epic rap battle parodies!
Parodies! parodies! parodies!