Freshy Kanal, HalaCG, AziaCovers - Eleven vs. Matilda lyrics

Out of all the children I’ve seen
I gotta say none are quite this crazy
Looks like my clone dropped out of school
And dressed herself up like Slim Shady
I solved your origin story
Yeah, you stole the powers right off me
So there’s no need for me to ask, "Eleven
Do you copy?"
I’m making you choke like a vile cake
When I’m dropping you off at your final stage
The only thing you dropped in your entire
Mission was your little town’s survival rate
At 5, I’m at a riper age
It’s my books against your primal rage
You can dress up like a goth all you want
But leaving everyone behind is
Not a childhood phase and I might relate
But even I was raised in a brighter place
At least my whole life ain’t a chase
How can you know what the
Truth is when everyone
Uses you only to lie to your face?
It’s awful how your show keeps dragging on
If you think you’re memorable
Then ask your mom
You wanna stay safe? It’s best
To keep the gate closed
Not giving you a fake name
But soon you’ll be a Jane Doe
You think you’re covered? You must
Be out of your mind (ay)
‘Cause any trauma could devour your life (ay)
A freak of nature and a coward inside (ay)
I’m in the spotlight, you’re the power supply
(ay)

You threaten me not to stay close, please
You’re acting as if you know me
But I wouldn’t mess with this telekinetic
Or else we will both get the nosebleeds
Let’s backtrack to all these monsters I
Fought while escaping my father
While this lab rat got her teeth sharpened
You were barely even a daughter
You’re math class, I’m street smarts
And I’m flipping what that prison taught her
So tonight it’s time to burn the
Books of an anti-Semitic author
I’ve dealt with a couple
Of secret agents, too
But I don’t befriend liars
Yeah, Danny DeVito is like D&D:
A cellar without Byers
I see you leave eating that
Cake to your friends
No defense against this accusation
Half your movie’s zoomed in
On your shit-eating grin
I’m begging for sensory deprivation

The badass of Hawkins back at the office?
Lab rat is locked in dad’s cabin
Promised to nap and keep watching
That brat’s dishonest
Too bad that the daughter’s past captures
All the backlash and trauma
A fast flash was all your
Sad cast had brought in
Your audience is as dead as your father
Now the crickets applauding are the
Only Hoppers you got left drop it!
Following your heart has brought you
Nothing but your misery
They sent you on a mission and
You sent ‘em to heaven i stay organic
You’re a product with an Eggo obsession
Your mind is fake and manufactured
Call you Seven Eleven
‘Cause you ain’t ready for the world
You’re getting everyone in trouble
And your friends all take the fall
For you wherever you dwell
From your parents to your buddies
To your Halloween debacles you lost so much
Even your friends call you L

You spent years studying the classics
So why is it you still fail in practice?
Get traps set like you’re stuck
In Home Alone scenes
Your raps sound like you wrote
Them in the Chokey
I’m out beating mouthbreathers - save
Your breath for now
Or do I need Christmas lights
To spell it out?
You were big back in 1996, then skedaddled
And I’m the reason why they
Clicked on this battle!
Better hide yourself ‘cause you could
Never stop my town
You look up to me like you’re
Stuck in the Upside Down
You got beat straight each day when
You fumbled with your buddies
This cliche’s Bee-grade
Always running to Miss Honey but these days
She gains her only attention from
Being Ben Shapiro’s cousin
And that really says it all
Because any possibility this bookworm’s
Giving me a beating
Is always gonna be purely hypothetical
This pea-brain couldn’t fight
The hypest psychic
You’d wish for a mind like I got
So why don’t you fly off high, kid?
Add this to my list of Mike drops