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King Dice vs. Oogie Boogie (feat. McGwire & Chase Beck)

Freshy Kanal

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Rap Battle King Dice Vs Oogie Boogie Begin! Straight out Inkwell Isle, now I'll use my ink well Contracts ain't the only pen game the King sells Against this bug brain, my suits ain't as mundane You look like the KKK went on too many lunch breaks Don't need to collect souls, my boot soles could crush this fake I'd whack your creepy crawling derrière with a puff of Raid Your Bug Day got upstaged, what a shame Our insects are the least celebrated colony since Columbus Day Inkwell Hell well, ain't this fight just nice? Are you set on easy mode? 'Cause my good sir, you blew it So I'll use this rolly-poly dice as some added spice And my delicious stew will be the only thing surely brewin' You lost to some china tryna play finger guns, god I thought you were a mobster, you can't make it past a mug shot You're chokin', you're chokin' with those feeble disses My sides might burst, you're leaving me in stitches Since the 90s, I've been vibin' on shirts, games and parks You spent four years in the waiting line to get a second part I'm running bur-laps around a measly gun-for-hire Call me your contracts, sucker, I'm on fire I'm Mr. King Dice, don't you even try now Otherwise you'll see why they call it Die House I'm the dude getting Netflix toons While Disney didn't want their name next to you I tear streaks apart, you couldn't beat my cards 'Cause the king of hearts could sweep your Kingdom Hearts Thinking that I'll let up? You really wanna bet, bud? You can call me Sally, 'cuz I got a leg up Got 52 cards, but I'm not one to deal with You had like 52 seconds in your screentime appearance So the Devil himself prepared a special hell For the most washed-up thing from NBC since SNL You make a lot of kids work just to play a game You'd be more successful taking over child labor day Maybe pass the rapping to your goons 'Cuz you're in my shadow like the moon With all your minions you couldn't hold 'em like Texas This high roller's gonna smoke you like the Devil's lettuce Now look at your rhymes and maybe put 'em aside I got the hooks and the jives to keep the Boogie alive Like your loading screen go and open wide I'll give this loaded dice a little load of mine Step on my block, I leave sleazy blockheads in pieces Deckin' dicey devil dealing douches dead, that's a D6 So don't nap on this sack or I'll knapsack that top crown Hail to your new king, baby, that's a knockout! Who won? Who's next? You decide! The next rap battle is on the way!
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