Gridline Studios, Zawesome, Freshy Kanal - Freddy Krueger vs The Babadook lyrics

Gridline Rap Battles the Babadook
Vs freddy Krueger
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One, two, Freddy's coming for you
Three, four psych
Bitch! You're about to get torn through!
I come with the claws to
End this fight quite sharply
Eating hot beats like I will
This empty dark meat
Who else has got the bars to
Leave you stomped into hell?
You're getting wrecked to hard
You'll end up haunting yourself
This shadow ain't tough, he better wake up
Ready to get scraped up
Or do you need to fix your makeup?
Pull some rhymes outta your hat
You fucking homеless magician!
You look like you flopped
At your Pеnguin audition!
Your book couldn't hold a candle
Against my twisted scripts
You're the Creepypasta version of Diary
Of a Wimpy Kid welcome to my ceiling
You'll do more than just twitch
I've got the prime time
Slot! Where's your screentime, bitch?

In word or in a look
You can't get rid of Babadook
After all these years
He'll finally shut your book
Off the top, like his hat with killer style
He's the class act
Depression incarnate to face the flashy
Slashy asshat! Babadook is bashing in
He don't blink when he beats ya
Preparing for his prey
While you're popping a pimple pizza
Dropping the sins of preachers
He's feasting on a raw match these days
You're clapping in the roster
Of Mortal Kombat
You cannot reach the same size
You'll end up where your fate lies
This tumor-looking lunatic got left
For Dead By Daylight
He cannot be bothered with all the
Crimes you can't recover from
'Cause he could be fucking you
Over a hundred times, like your mother was!
He thinks your filmmakers really couldn't
Find the right scare
It seems to him that every reboot
Felt like a New Nightmare
Decapitating you faster than the
Hockey masked thing could
You got ran out of town, but, for kids
You still Springwood!

That's what you call a verse? Let
Me teach you about hooks
But you left me counting sheep
Call you Baaaaabadook!
Get dropped into this nightmare It's bedtime
Bitch
You only became iconic with a Netflix glitch
You couldn't kill two people
While I stack the bodies quick
All you did was watch while
You stroked your Babadick
You had to get a bitch to kill
Another bitch to bring you back
Stuck in that chimney? You're
Santa without the sack!
Went from a fidgety spook
Who should've remained quiet
But you're the new family pet
With a babybird's diet!

Surrender, sex offender
Or the door's coming down
Is he facing Pennywise? No
You're more of a clown
He'd morph into your father
But there's too many options
Would you prefer the abuser that
You had from adoption!?
With a ragged Christmas sweater
And a face made out of soft clay
Wes Craven a makeover
But turned into self-cosplay
You started with a knock, like dook dook dook
Now he's left this shook crook cooked!

Who won? Who's next?
You decide gridline Rap- slash