User blog:Cryamaps/Robin Hood vs Ned Kelly - Custom Rap Battles 1

Hi! This is the first time I have written a battle for this wiki! Hope you lads enjoy! <3

[I'm pretty shit at formatting on Wikia, sorry for that by the way!]



Robin Hood [0:10]:

The Kelly Gang wants to start a feud with my Merry Men?

With three arrows, they’ll be mutton like a herd by Merian!

But their leader wants to inflict what their Glenrowan flame makes

So let me take aim to make shame of their painstaking namesake

Yeoman (yo man), you’ll find this one’s not the one you’d like to cross

When he leaves you hiding yet again under fire like Duross

And though I give to the poor as I take from the rich

All I have for Greta’s served justice for a horse-rustling bitch

Your only inspired revolution’s an uprising of confusion

As you make hostage of your class and cadavers of policemen

Murdered in the bush, causing gore and terror without end?

You're a hypocrite concluded with delusions of revenge!

Consider this my warning shot up against your dead future

When your best tale is only told in the forensic theatre

So you’ll wish you kept your promise once the Hood steps afoot

That backfired like your hostages, how’s that a shot in the foot?

Ned Kelly [0:49]:

Let’s not beat around the Bush; I am Ned Kelly

And if barking Stringybark is the diss you mean to tell me

Then I got a better letter than any in Jerilderie

So scary you’ll be praying back to your Virgin Mary

Dear Robin, you forget you’re a whimsical myth

Who exists as propaganda, Angevin baronesses

Relisted your tale, and to this day, this is

An only relevant man for modern socialists, and

While your tale is forgotten and only metaphors list it

Mine’s told for generations for integrity to listen

The bigger economic pain than the Sheriff of Nottingham

Needs just one pistol to reduce your life to nothing, man

I was squashing the Squats with my raids and incursion

While your movement’s so poor, might just be the Disney version!

So with a horse to the side and a pistol at hand

I’ll plough you harder than my armour in this last stand

Robin Hood [1:28]:

Rockier than your dad’s estate, my condolences instead

He downed so many wine bottles, I guess that’s why they call him Red!

This black-balled bastard wants to take his shot at me?

We’ll see TWO dumbasses misfiring times three!

Ned Kelly [1:38]:

I’ll leave this foxy bastard running back to his Inglewood

‘Lest the dastard sees what my bloodline can do to England, Hood

‘Cause you have lower class levels than Nottingham’s beggars

While I’ve the Power to crush systems using nought but my letters

Robin Hood [1:48]:

I’m an educated rogue protecting the king of my country

You’re an Irish beggar murdering police for your money

I’m courteous and patient, yet now green’s seeing red

So with one arrow to your knee, you’ll be red seeing Red!

Ned Kelly [1:58]:

You’re master the bow’s string, yet you can’t spit a line

Allan A'Dayle can’t compare to the lute your corpse’ll find

You’ll always be in the shadow of your animated strife

Left your legacy in shambles, but I guess such is life!