The Gelatinous Battle of Vibrating Rhythms

The Great Mighty Poo vs. The Smooze

Greetings, This is Anemptyshell,

Battle number 4, welcome to the battle of goo-ish monstrosities. Who would have guessed that the mighty blubbering bowel baritone would come against the oozing gold gobbler. Today the first crossover battle will begin.

The GMP verse 1
You choose to challenge your superior, what a poor decision for you
By the time this fight is through, you'll know the name, The Great Mighty Poo
You should rap with caution, to the contrary you should be oh so very weary
because i'll knock you straight out of this fight, you'll drop little a dingle berry
My acapella skills are beyond compare, you can't handle much more
in short my friend when this started, you were up shit creek without an oar

Smooze verse 1
No irony here, but that verse stunk bad
you're an over-constipated outdated little slab
I eat the highest grade, your whole opera's old
you toss tish, but I spit Harmony gold
I flood the lands, you get flushed for laughs
I'm a gelatinous genius, my skill is always top hat
Smoozinator in the building, so the party's in full swing
you didn't have a chance when you entered my ring

The GMP verse 2
The odds for you only grow further sour, as you mindlessly consume
but unlike the likes of me you only seem to take up more room
you can't even seem to excrement, but my clag only grows to no compare
and you got beat by the vocals of a stoned and righteous little mare
In the end when the masses ask who earned this victory
They will all join in a choir and it will be, mi mi mi mi mi mi

Smooze verse 2
There's a rotten old turd trying to warp my world
at least I didn't get beat by a drunk little squirrel
I can't lose i'm a natural disaster, so you'd best be warned
i'll shove my glop down your trap and rip out your sweet corn
I got class on my side, you're a crass little potty-mouth
Like a log in your river, you're headed straight south
I'm a fan favorite beloved and adored, I'll condemn your sewer
I'm money in the bank, plunging out your toilet humor

The GMP verse 3
I'm at my limit to deal with this snot, he thinks he can match my grace
I'm a civilized performer, you've no class over me, so here's a taste
you'll be begging for mercy, and some mouth wash when i'm done
when I stick your greedy gold gobbling head promptly up my bum
You seem to miss the obvious fact, the one where i'm the hottest of shit
You're one step behind, i'm going fortissimo, and as I end this line, it will your turn to submit

Smooze verse 3
You talk a big game, you sure are too big for your diaper
you might need a plumber, cause some one is going to be paying the piper
I'll face you blow for blow, I'm taking over the globe
i'm the icky-sticky king who's practically oozing flow
you were a second hand boss in a game far to good for your crap
you couldn't make the cut then, so there is no way you can handle my raps
Be me friend or foe, I'm way beyond your scope or standing
I'll knock you down the poop-chute, welcome to dipshit landing

Who won, who is next, who spits fires the hottest of shit? Feel free to comment, chat and post your own. Have a pleasant day, and let the ray of Celestia bless you.