User blog:Stevesbeans/Epic Rap Battles Of Fiction: Mob Vs. Raz

Welcome to the second Instalment of Epic Rap Battles Of Fiction. This time we have the battle of the Outsider child prodigy psychics. Let's get into it.















EPIC RAP BATTLES OF FICTION!








Raz:
You scared to fight back, lest you take all of that guilt?

Between your face and dopey haircut, man, your coming up Zilch!

Don’t even need to think when I can see that you’re a mockery!

I’ll telepathically steal your win, call it daylight mobbery

Must’ve caught this from Lilly, I’m flowing sick like the flu!

See your stealing my shtick, I'll have to Rit-sue!

Your crap. On the track! Even with your full extent!

A whole year with the club, still no body of improvement!

Social anxiety and slack emotions! How are you employed?

Run back to your sensei now, your 100% destroyed!

Mob: 

Your rhymes are not great but, sorry, I’m not allowed to fight back!

I’m alright on defence but can’t really rap.

But if cheap punchlines and puns are all your throwing,

then I’ll call up Teruki. Feel free to keep going.

Raz: 

Good to see that you know you’re through!

Cause your losing this, like a game of waterloo!

You really need some friends, hanging out with an old man, your kinda lonely

But you don’t need Psychic powers to be invisible to Tsubomi!

Mob: 

100% Flow

Now listen close, I’ll make this simple.

Next to me…your as insignificant as Dimple. (HEY!)

Cause futile strees and fake pain is all you’ve undergone!

And if this was waterloo, you would be Crullers pawn!

With both emotions and rhymes, my words are overflowing!

You remind me of Sensei with all that salt your throwing!

Like Oleanders stage, my disses are exploding like mines.

And I’m sure you made his dad proud, from how you butchered your lines!

For someone who collects brains, you can’t think clearly!

I’m Lobotomizing raz, plucking him like a lily.

Raz: 

I don’t need to call back to HQ, to tear your words apart!

Those lines were rougher then your mangas art!

I don’t think your peers could hold you in any less regard!

With just a single psy-blast, knock you down like a house of cards!

Cause when world ending schemes and psy-tanks are what I’ve fought!

Your just another baby burned by a future psychonaut!

Mob: 

But… you still needed your dads help, despite all your abilities!

I’m the one taking down Claw, your solving Milkman Conspiracy’s!

After hearing your diss, I can’t imagine anything worse!

An acclaimed acrobat, but can’t string together a decent verse?

Seems this raging rookies finished now, go back to grinding rails!

Or else I’ll psychotically drop you like you were your game’s sales!

WHO WON?

WHO'S NEXT?

YOU'LL SEE!

EPIC RAP BATTLES OF...(telekentic helix wraps around through the words) FICTION!

Who Won Razputin Mob