Chucky:
Come on Barbie,
it's a funeral party!
You're the guest of honor,
so don't be tardy.
I'm a badass broken toy,
with a blood thirst to deploy,
a deadly doll decoy,
who wants to be a real boy!
You can call me Pinnochio,
but my nose ain't gonna grow,
I got other wood to throw,
at this frigid, rigid bimbo.
Barbie:
Ew, who invited this
troglodyte nemesis,
as unkept and dirty as
Ken's ball sack is?
I've taught language classes,
so I'll say this with emphasis,
your negative selfishness
is vile and venomous.
My flow is relentless,
so retreat from this precipice.
I'll defeat you with predjudice,
like I infuriate feminists.
Chucky:
Yo, Cher. Get a Clue.
This is a rap battle massacre.
I don't dress up for work,
I leave work for the janitor!
Some dame with drop earrings,
ain't the one to defeat me.
Get your Easy-Bake Oven,
I'll rise and you'll eat me.
Look at you, with your jewelry,
all sparkly and dangling.
It's an open invitation
for choking and strangling!
I'll give you a close haircut,
that no stylist can fix.
Attention, all customers,
clean up on Toy Aisle Six!
Barbie:
I don't mean to be a snob,
but you're a gutter-trash slob.
You only murder and rob,
because you can't find a job.
Call me Gymnast, 'cuz
I'll turn your world upside-down.
Call me Botonist, 'cuz
I'll plant your ass in the ground.
Call me Stewardess, 'cuz
I'm on top of my game.
Call me Dentist, 'cuz
I'm always bringing the pain.
I'm a woman of the world,
you're a loser with a knife.
It's funny, you're possessed,
but you still need a life.
Topic: Chucky vs. Barbie (Read 4783 times)
