Multiverses of Izuku Midoriya

The Green Musician

Everyone took their break and now returned to their seats to watch the continuation of the Transformers multiverse. Meanwhile, Garou hardly grabs his hair as the continuation of the previous multiverse was deleted and now was replaced with another one.

"What's the matter, Garou?" Momoko asked.

"Tell me, the next multiverse isn't related to the previous one, right?" Angel asked.

"Damn! And look, are we gonna let them show these multiverses?" Garou asked as he grabbed the two and pointed them to the next two multiverses that they will show to everyone.

"The Green Musician? Oh, we'll show them one of the best rappers in the other world?" Momoko asked.

"If you guys want to." Garou said with a doubtful tone.

"Yes! They'll be seeing how fast Izuku raps!" Momoko said.

"I'm fine with that. Maybe we should let them hear some supersonic speed from Midoriya's words." Angel said.

"Okay, fine." Garou sighed.

"Everyone! Unfortunately, we aren't going to watch the continuation of the previous multiverse due to some technical difficulties. But we found some multiverses that will make you blow up your ears." Momoko said.

"Blow up our hears? Will someone blow trumpets to our ears?" Eri asked.

"No, no, no. You'll be seeing Izuku as a rapper and a musician." Momoko replied. This made Jiro's eyes wide after hearing it.

"M-Midoriya as a rapper?" Denki asked.

"And a musician?" Jiro asked.

"Yes. Now, let's prepare the first video you'll see for this moment. Watch this." Angel said as the screen now starts to shows the title "Rap God."

"Rap God?" Iida asked.

"This is going to be nuts I think." Sato said.

"Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance
Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
If that means, what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble,
And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances
You were just what the doctor ordered." Izuku said with a deep voice as his face can be seen on a TV.

I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot.

"Oh he is really like a real rapper!" Uraraka exclaimed.

"Just how fast he is singing, Inko!" Mitsuki said.

"Y-Yeah. And he looks cool also." Inko said.

But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a living and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (Kill 'em all with)
This slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop
You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy brat
Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac, backpack rap crap, yep, yackidy-yac
And at the exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing
That I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table
Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a Maxipad
It's actually disastrously bad
For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as