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Susie Vs Yuri Eh? A guest? Well, I better make some tea So that I can spill it when you're stepping up to me! Ah- I didn't mean it! I just can't steady my heart It's just when I rap, my body gets incredibly har- To find who has the better ink, I will lead Fighting a writer, but I don't even think you can read Lizard with the ripped jeans and a raccoon on her head I'm guessing by your dress, you don't get a lot of bread Who cares about this brat? I don't even want to look at you Drop you like a manual from Ralsei, throw the book at you! Drop you like a card king, have you folding in this fight Drop you in the Dark World, call that Ghost Under The Light When I cared to tune into your rap, I was impressed Didn't think you'd have a verse more padded than your chest But you know that I'll take no L's against a sissy goth Quiet people pissing over poems really piss me off! Heh, maybe I misinterpreted what a face off was You don't got bite in your lines. Dumbass, I ate the chalk! Like, come on! Only thing you do with pens is– Wait, she what?! Dang, I just might be on Natsuki's side: I may throw up! Face it punk, I took the beat and ate it up and I'm still hungry I'll rob you of your chocolates, not that I'm worried you might see You're such a dummy, Ralsei's songs have done more to excite me So treat this battle like I cut my finger: freakin' bite me! You should have kept those bangs over your eyes It doesn't take a third eye to, see your demise You're a pussy in an alley, not much you have to eat Why don't you go off looking for quarters with Natsuki? That third eye calling must be garbage noise, cause that was trash Also you only have two eyes, Dumbass! I'm out here finding worlds, I'm in the goddamn prophecy You're just the kind of nerd that I shove into lockers, I'm a beast! I could swallow a box of chalk and I'll feel like Susiezilla I will Markov your Portrait when your face is chewed and spit up Disarm you like C. Round that's a checkmate, so stop it Cause I'm sure I'm doing better things than you are in the closet I've had it with your accusations and sickening attitude You can brag what that ax can do after I'm done stabbing you If my heart stops, it'll be the one heart attack here that succeeds Indulge in your dark, roaring fantasies let's see where that will lead He couldn't take the edge of my blade, so you can't handle me Expendable as Yoshi to your friend Hope they command you eat, so many apples That you fucking die from all the rancid seeds And then you turn to dust and fade away like a sandy beach! You stand deceased, Lancer and your family Your fantasies, a cancer in your soul A soul that's God, a God's abandoned tree A tree sprouting ideas A confession, an eye yet to see A thought composed of clocks composed of gears composed of memories An ember made of negative degrees A snake that wants to eat a snake that wants to feed A shaking hand, a hand that wants to breathe A reaching set of times collide from empty seas of red A being breaking and remaking time and space A deep regret, a wheel, a wheel that breathes A breathing zombie's bleeding thought forgot to breathe A breathing father's beeping monitor A bleeding somber sleep A God that breathes, a breathing watch A beating heart, a watching beat A breathing verse, a bleeding lyric You'll see everybody bleeds! Oh, sorry I wasn't really listenin', I–Hey! Get back here so we can finish this! Where did she even go? I think that means you won, Susie! Oh, Uh I knew you could do it! Hehe yeah, I–I wasn't worried Um, are you ok? Yeah, I'm fine Huh? Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't You know what? Forget it! Let's just go, Kris
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