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fightmarker's rap battles - eminem vs edgar allan poe. rap battle. lyrics

[intro]
rap battle!
edgar allan poe!
versus!
eminem!

[verse 1: edgar allan poe]
lord help this poor man, he thinks it’s okay to step in my cave
let’s see what he thinks when the tombstone has “marshall mathers” engraved
i write stories, create suspense, fear, and horror for the reader
you’re a cultural appropriating worthless g+ngb+nger/drug dealer
i’m putting the poe in poet, spitting rhymes made of ember
bleached hair, blue eyes, you’re an abandoned nsync member
as i gaze upon the foolish mortals raven cheering and screaming
then turns into grieving as fack comes on and you start rapping about s+m+n
stooping down to your immature level does make me quite teary
don’t worry em, you’ll soon be the one that’s truly weak and weary

[verse 2: eminem]
you’re gonna be the one in the floorboards, but before let me read you a story
how this horror+wh0re got all of his fame and f+cking glory
gained it by writing hot topic gothic sh+t, oh so corny and gory
then it was discovered he lived a life of pain stuck in his little laboratory
ya know, we’re not that different, you and me, except i’m a legend and mc
award winning academy, try to put your stories next to my oscar and grammys
you must be outta your mind dawg, the favor was never in your odds
your punk ass died from voting fraud, and you think you’ll take out a rap god? nah…
[verse 3: edgar allan poe]
you dare insult my work? my horrific literary library?
i shan’t take criticism from a guy who only reads dictionaries
be happy you have a mother, shouldn’t be giving her disrespect
because you also neglect that wife and kid you’re supposed to protect

[verse 4: eminem]
i got twisted and maddening thoughts, but i can back it up
allan poe should lay off the crack and some, your old ass is done
while you try to battle marshall, b+tch, you’re just outta luck
’cause mathers will make matters worse and i’ll slash and gash you up

[verse 5: edgar allan poe]
you’ll be seeing stars, like it’s an audition for 8 mile
you must’ve forgotten your lines, and i’m not talking about a freestyle
kim’s prison time, plus the money that’s taken off your pockets
makes me surprised that your daughter even graduated college
i guess that’s the sound of a mockingbird that’ll never be heard
not well respected in detroit but you’re praised in the whitest burbs
i know with heavy drugs i can gain a higher tolerance
but my vents about life hold more substance than revival did

[verse 6: eminem and dr. dre]
the monster breaking its chains, no more showing mercy
your verses feel so empty, let’s start a little controversy
chicka chicka slim shady, things are getting crazy
never mention hailie, putting ya back in ya grave, e
ay yo dre! yo slim! tell him why i’m someone he shouldn’t diss
shady bodied his opponents, ask benzino and can+i+b+tch
temper temper allan poe, let’s not forget this
you’re an incest+driven, pedophilic emo piece of sh+t
this is curtain call, prepare for your last show
take my bullet to your head poe, h+ll one for me too, yo

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