User blog:Dark Cyan/Cyan's Rap Battles 8: Danny Zuko vs Prince Zuko

(Oh, look, a name battle! That's right. This is also, after a suggestion from a facebook friend that I should put these on a blog, the first battle I ever posted to Tumblr under the series name "*Not The Epic Rap Battles", which currently has 43 followers.)

CYAN'S RAP BATTLES!



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BEGIN!

Zuko: You want to play with fire? You’re out of the frying pan now!

I’m the future Fire Lord! I’ll kick your ass like I did Zhao’s!

You spend your Summer Loving Sandy, showering promises on her.

Treated her bad next time you saw her. I mean have you no honor?

I’ll recall everything my uncle taught me about fighting with flair.

Use it to set light to all that oil in your hair.

The Blue Spirit’s gonna slice you a big heap of Red Fury.

I’m a real warrior, Danny Boy. You’re a Fonz wannabe.

Danny: I fix my ‘do, put my leather jacket on. Time to go.

Drove up to an outdoor cinema, but got a Nickleodeon show.

Watch this failure of a Prince spend half his screen time acting Emo.

I play with fire every day, kid. This is a Disco inferno!

Got my car, Greased Lighting, fixed and modded with all the latest gear.

Got my T-Birds. We’ll rough you up so bad, you’ll wake up in the Legend of Korra years.

You followed a young kid around the Earth? Get a better hobby, dude!

I mean, jeez. Even Slender Man’s less of a stalker than you!

Zuko: Listen, nobody gives a shit about your stupid car!

I’ll turn that American Muscle into a big hunk of char!

You think you’re a “real man” now you have a pussy wagon?

You’re a cool cat, but you’ll get thawed sore by this Dragon.

I ain’t scared of Lightning of any kind. I’ll just redirect it.

You’re not a T-Bird no more, Jock, remember? You defected!

Racing away from you friends. On your marks, get set for the jet set.

Face it, Daniel, I just smoked you like one of your cigarettes.

Danny: Don’t attack my honor and manhood as if you were a Saint!

A warrior you may be, but a fairytale Prince, you ain’t.

You betrayed Katara, Iroh, Mai and your whole Nation.

After all that you’ve done, do you really think you deserve a coronation?

Your rhymes are as fresh an explosion in a cabbage factory.

The power you’re supplying couldn’t charge an AA battery.

Grease is the word, it’s the time, it’s the place.

I’m still ice cool, daddy-O. The only thing that’s burned is your face.

WHO WON? Danny Zuko Zuko