Song Lyrics

Bother Sister Rap Battle by: Boyinaband , WhiteEnglishGirl

Sister:

Look Bro,

If you refuse to change the channel back

I’m forced to counteract with the Brother Sister Battle Rap

If you don’t revoke and pass back the remote

So I can input the code, I’ll have to go for your throat

I’ll attack fast and that’s that

And then when I snap you’re gonna be taken aback, in fact

The aftermath will hit you so hard

It’ll shatter your shadow into shards like smashed glass

We’ll watch what I want, and if you got a problem

I’ve got a problem solver and its name is Chainsaw

So wait your turn, or you’re gonna pay for that

I’ll grind through your spine like you were paperback

There’s only one winner in this battle and its gonna be me

I think you’ll find I’m on a fatality spree

You better believe that I’ll be leaving you in agony, D

Then there’ll be one less leaf on this family tree

Brother:

So it’s come to this, Sis

I’d be remiss to ignore the warnings you’ve provided me with

Except it seems you missed one important fact:

I’ll destroy your ass in a battle rap!

So leave the TV on the crime channel

Because there’s nothing else on more relevant to this rhyme battle

My classy eloquence will stomp you flat

Like an elephant, with a monocule, and a pompous hat

I’m in my element and keep this in mind

The only way i’ll be taken aback is when I rip out your spine

My wit is so sharp and on fire

You may as well have challenged a Charizard made out of barbed wire

So when I am tearing the worst of your first degree burns with these words

Remember you’ve should set an alarm for the re-runs

Or you could just have waited for UK Style +1 *normally said*

Sister:

D. I. Y. S. O. S. isn’t on UK Style I don’t think

And even if it is, I’m not waiting 60 minutes

I’ve things to do you know

Like freezing your Charizard ass

With my Articuno flow, you slowbro

With one quick kick you’ll keel over in pain

I’ll bottle you while you kneel over a drain

Rip out your stomach and watch you trip and fall

So when I say you don’t have the guts for this

It’ll be literal, bro

I’ll grab your arm and ampitate it with an antique blade

and then I’ll cauterise with vinegar to emphasize the ample pain and

When you get a prosthetic, forget it

I’ll rip it straight from your socket again

And then while you find you’re incapacitated

Hit you in the neck with it until you’re finally decapitated

You’d wish you’d been emancipated

If you weren’t dead that is!

AAAAaaAAAaAAaaa!!!1!!!

Brother:

Oh,

Very funny Sis

That was a corker!

May have put the laughter in slaughter

But I’ll put the “ache” in your trachea

When I attack ya’

With a sharpened spatula

And I can imagine

That would take an excruciatingly long time to pierce your skin

I can’t even begin to describe the kind of writhing you’d be in

And I don’t think feigning you’re in pain

Will save you when I maim your voicebox

With a razor blade until your voice drops deep

Like Tay Zonday

Let me put this into perspective

Change the channel back to Forensic Detectives

Or you’ll be on the next Forensic Detectives

SISTER: Did you just rhyme the same thing tw-

B’up

Don’t interupt sis

Or you’ll be needin’ serious corrective cosmetics

So silence

I’ll hurt you at home, call it domestic violence

Did you seriously think you’d win

Oh hang on-

Do you just wanna watch The Weakest Link?

‘Cuz it’s on