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Rap Battle Time! #2

Summary: You
know what's up,
brother.

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Rappers' Conflicts Of The Present!

Flowey v.s. GLaDOS

Ready? Set... Begin!

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Flowey:

Howdy, I'm Flowey! It's really nice to meet ya!
I'll be ready to defeat ya, so get ready to be beat, yeah!
'Cuz this demonic botanic is spitting pellets in your face;
Keeping your mouth shut like outer space, you robotic disgrace!
Your flow is slower than the Valve time of Half-Life 3,
And I'll reduce your wasteful time into a half-life, see?
You can't dodge whatever words this buttercup is firing;
Watch me tear you a f***ing new one into your own wiring!

GLaDOS:

Tear me a new one, monster? You have gone insane.
You can't keep up with the tempo, even with the Flow in your name!
Saying I'm slow? You're slower than my development process;
You're a slave to the timeline, like Stanley in an office!
The universe you take part in is too overrated.
Your verses are overstated, and your presence is berated.
Don't tell me to shut up, you've already been defeated,
And you'll end up like my predecessor: Caroline deleted!

Flowey:

Oh, shut up, you pedophilic motherf***ing sadist!
I Want You Gone now; your verses weren't working their straightest!
Your lines were defective, and they need replacement,
But nobody came to see you, like the cake in your basement!
I'll consume you like the birds, like the birds with the POTaTOS,
Got the power of the souls in my verses, 'cuz I say so!
My rhymes are better than yours; I'm spitting golden flower sick,
Now go do me a favor and suck Cave Johnson's d***!

GLaDOS:

Those insults were as soulless as your puny little head;
I'm Still Alive and running, you're already dead.
Enough said, this battle is Asriel as it gets!
I will finish you off like Chara. Having any regrets?
You Wouldn't Know what you're doing; your loss is determined!
You're like the number three: you're curtains, you pretty-faced vermin!
Go back to the Underground, because the tables have turned!
Like a cube, I will leave you with a third-degree burn!

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Who won? Who's next?

You decide!

This is...

Rappers' Conflicts Of The Present!

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  Well, then. This is finished. I dunno why, but it feels weird rereading my work... It feels like I wasn't the one writing it. Oh, well.

   Bye!

   —MrButterFingerz