Freshy Kanal, Skitzy, Swedely, LittleFlecks, Zawesome - Norman Bates Vs jack Torrence lyrics

RAP BATTLE! NORMAN BATES!
VS jACK TORRENCE!
BEGIN!

Norman Bates (Fel)
(Ehem) Would you mind not throwing
A fit in my business
With that grimace you don't lay a welcome mat
From what I've witnessed
I've known some shitty role models
Your obsession brought your slaughter
Now I'll make this the part two
Of ridding frantic frivolous fathers!
So Kubrick screwed his train of thought
And cooked a different mad plot
Now the author of this author is
Flooding his floors with bad blood!
My footsteps are what my plan brought
With all the friends that I have lost
While your path froze your guts to death
I'll check you in as Jack Frost
Jack Torrance (Swedely)
A child and his mother
I've corrected the disturbancе
Now they'vе sent me both casеs
Within onе goddamn person! It's a burden
But I guess I'm gonna have
To let the storm in
You dropped the ball on the carpet?
Then fucking play with me Norman!
This spineless biased child will bring
The crisis I'm divining
It only takes a lifeless mind to
Give your mindless life a shining (Ahh)
I'll flip you and
Your "stab-me daddy-slapstick-gist"
Your spirit's like:
"Keep calm and pass the buck to mommy
She can handle this!"
You're simply full of lust
I know it makes you feel so ill
Still don't have the guts to face it
So you take it out your roadkill
Now you perfectly replicate what you
Pin on your walls:
An empty anxious little bitch
That ripped his soul with what he caused

Norman Bates (Fel) mother, what's the plan?

Norma Bates (Freshy Kanal)
Pierce this Jackoff 'til the game's won
No need for reversed writing to
Know Torrance is getting REDRUM'd!

Norman Bates (Fel) you play with your work
But who's feeling disturbed?
Think of more than one sentence and write it!
Are you finally willing to fight and confront
Or did I get a dull boy excited?
I know it's not my place to get involved in
But you got nothing but your
Avarice and despair evolving
'Til your only belief in
Everything you ever made
Is that the bottles you empty
Are gonna solve it!
And packing a weapon? Just listen
I know this whole feeling
Is filling your guilt
But you showered in self deprecation
And went to get stabbed by
The story you built! (Augh)
You crafted your own trial
Dropped out full of wrath and envy
The labyrinth was the game
But Player One wasn't ready!

Jack Torrance (Swedely)
Keep your basement locked
After silencing mommy?
There won't be secrets behind closed
Doors when here's Johnny!
Where's the light of your life? You're
Turning your home to hell
Peep so many holes in the wall
Call it Mastur-Bates Motel
Your mom wrecked social contact
Within the feminine context! I mean
How's dinner with her corpse
And your oedipus complex?
It doesn't matter who you mess with
You'll stay obsessed ad desperate
Your mind is your own maze and
You will never find the exit!

WHO WON! WHOS NEXT!
YOU DECIDE!
THE NEXT RAPP BATTLE, IS ON THE stab AHHH!