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teimunity - dead bart vs. squidward’s suicide • rap battle! (trb) lyrics

bart • verse 1 (14 bars)

(ahahahaha!) big simpson on the scene, peeling on your screen, might be too morbid
they showed my ribs in my screening, but it was less barebones than your performance
the only right notes you made were in your manifesto, i demand a refund, that act was sorry
sucked more than the reed in your clarinet so the squid put a hole in himself like it’s calamari

i know that i’m known for my prank calls, but none can compare to the voices that rung in your head, on the night that you fled, as you lied in your bed, they were dying for you to just +pow+

do it!

walk into the light like the school of a new kid!
depressions the one thing your grouped with, so why not take a shot at a new schtick?
yeah, you’ve always been useless, you can’t be a famous musician while crunching quarters
that’s like milhouse working at krusty burger and working up to…someone normal!

(ay!) bro just stop the music and do what you gotta do
patrick’s out here playing mayonnaise and has more sauce than you
this octop+ssy pushing 100 and still playing geek scores
face looking baggier than homer’s jeans, so do us all a favour and eat my shorts!

squidward • verse 1 (12 bars)

(sigh) sweet neptune…
i guess we’re in the same boat…i hoped they would forget you
daring today, aren’t we? i’m sad, isn’t it obvious…
unlike your initials, let’s hope you take this more serious than my whole audience
(sigh) but if you wanna brawl, don’t start, cus the shotty’s like lebron, all my shots got arks
bart believes that’s he’s top of the charts, but you can’t be ahead if your one gets sparked
you’re whole verse is a dud, cus my face is stuck in displeasure looking at this chopped kid
n0body’s asking who joe is, they look at you and ask who’s “jaundice”

and at your gravestone, not a soul would come near, cus you stink so much like dutchmen’s sock
and the plane crash left your head popped like duff beer, both your brains and your series are falling off
so just be quiet and stop talking, you yellow belly experiment
like my hopes and dreams and your whole body, just fade into your irrelevance…

bart • verse 2 (8 bars)

hey! ink yourself you fat headed freak! you’re a sh+ll of yourself like your boss is!
you step to db, and i’ll turn your whole empty concert to an endless mosh pit!
just think, you’re a brain dead grinch, should’ve stuck with the rope in a corner
you planted seeds of doubt in your mind then expanded your dome like sandy; that’s a treehouse of horror!

tried to making money, but you just can’t do it, tired to make friends, but you just can’t do it
tried to make good music, but you blew it! blew it! blew it! blew it! blew it!
do it! that’s the only commitment you’re confident of! use it!
join me in h+ll! useless! stupid! put the barrel in your mouth and do it!

squidward • verse 2 (4 bars)

…is that what you want? to break my conscience like fred’s leg?
there’s red in my eyes, i’m not sleep deprived, i’m tired and i want to be left dead
sure, i’ll join you, stephen wanted a bud of a joke, now his biggest one has a gun to his throat
in time, i’ll only see white like your eyes, i’ll paint you a picture…it’s one of my own…

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