Made for Pxtunes Discord Halloween Event 2022

Intro Narration: thanks adam
Ghost vocals/beat: MyuPicks
Vamp vocals/beat: ehm

EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY
GHOSTS VERSUS VAMPIRES
BEGIN

I got mystic eyes
I’ll enthrall thine on sight
Got you paralyzed
Then it’s love at first bite

Drain you of vitality
Oh what a treat
Behold the tyranny of my vampire beat

Talking ‘bout opacity
Objects in and out of me
Translucent and movin and soon i'll take where you ought to be

I’m taking control
Involuntary possession
My vengeance of sentences
In a sense teach you a lesson

Call me Dr. D-R-A
I’m feeling so smooth
Your rhymes are barely audible
I see right through you

To think that you’d defeat me is insubordination
It’s time to show the meaning of true domination

What is a man
A little miserable wreck
If that’s the case then ghosts are even lamer than heck

Imagine dying
Then sticking around
You have attachment issues so go back underground

I’m a phantom
My coffin’s straight from the underground
I see your mouth movin
But it ain’t makin a sound

You use your fangs to stay well-fed
Undead, and yet your rhetoric is
Betting on a freaking neck fetish

I get it–you’re immortal–
But you’re bored outta your mind!
I got vengeance to take
So get outta my sight

My silver tongue’s shootin’
And I can’t be touched or faced
Who do you think you’re foolin’?
You can be killed with a stake

You silly silhouette
You cloth on a string
Is this really the best that you could honestly bring?

I’m a Romanian god
And you’re a frickin’ disgrace
But then again, you have no feet, can’t expect ya' to pick up the pace

Consider the difference
You have no essence of malevolence
Explain how you strike fear when
All you do is disappear

The way you’re leaking ectoplasm
Proves you’re maladjusted
I’ll leave at that to save your face
Cause you’re already busted

You’re a coffin-bound bloodsucker
a pale white parasite
With all that bark vampire
I don’t feel any “bite”

You’re in old-ass attire
Your cape might just catch on fire
You’re coming from baroque
Your composition’s out of style

Like a relic -
You’re a washed up boogeyman
Like a criminal
you stalk on pretty women

Like a mirror it’s clear that
you’ve got no flow to see
With how much I’m spittin
let’s hope my breath wasn’t too garlic-y

WHO WON
WHO’S NEXT
YOU DECIDE
*unintelligible*

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