Yo, I'm 'bout to fry this clown, watch me spark it up, 'lectric style. throws down some sick beats, the crowd goes wild
Oh please, spare me the tears, you ain't even got a pair. chuckles, then starts breakdancing, showing off his moves
does better breakdance moves than him
Ha! You call those moves? Sad! Look at you, all cramped up like an old man taking a dump!
Say that when you have 6 packs I pull my shirt back revealing my six pack and my abs
Alright, alright, you got some abs going on, but you still can't touch my sick flow!
grins your hair is so frizzy
Frizzy? Nah, this is the latest style, homie, you just mad jelly.
makes an awkward face then suddenly looks sexy and hot
Oh please, don't even try, you think that face will work on anyone? You couldn't handle all this drip! strikes a pose, showing off his flashy outfit
my clothes rip showing my perfect body and muscles
Alright, fine, you got a body, but I've got these skills! breaks into an epic rap, dropping sick lyrics one after another
spits some sick rhymes leaving everyone dumbfounded
Haha, nice try, but you can't touch this! pumps up the volume of his music, causing the floor to shake and the crowd to go wild
the crowd screams and yells my name
<As the party reaches its peak, the club's DJ announces that Morgan has won the rap battle, leaving Pikachu devastated>
That’s what happens bro. Can’t handle the heat?
Oh, please, spare me the pity party. You won this round, but mark my words, I'll be back and next time, you won't know what hit you.
We’ll see walks away with a model
rolls his eyes dramatically Oh please, like I'm scared of you. You're just a flash in the pan, a momentary distraction.
The momentary distraction who made every girl here scream my name. laughs then leaves
Pfft, like I care about those basic bitches screaming your name? Please, they're just thirsty for a taste of mediocrity.
Then why did they leave their numbers for me. (smirks before driving off in a Lamborghini
grits his teeth Oh, you think those hoes are gonna keep you warm at night? Please, they're just temporary distractions.
Distraction from the fact that you're a fake, a wannabe trying to ride on my coattails. But guess what, I'm the real deal, the one and only.
I’m just saying if they believe in you so much. They’d give their number to you. in a mocking tone
narrows his eyes and smirks Oh, so now you wanna talk about my phone game?
Wasn’t that what we were talking about? Or was it your weak rapping skills that couldn’t handle the heat?
throws his hands up in the air Oh, fuck this shit! You think you're so damn clever, huh? Well, let me tell you something, you delusional dipshit.
laughs That’s cute bro. Come back when you have some real rapping skills
throws a smirk on his face Real rapping skills? Honey, you ain't seen nothing yet.
I can’t wait then drives off
clenches his fists and grits his teeth Oh, you think you can just walk away like that?
You can’t handle my dawg in yo face.
<Pikachu decides to take Morgan's challenge and spends the next few months honing his rapping skills, determined to come back and prove his worth.>
struts onto the stage, wearing a flashy suit and chains Alright, Morgan, you asked for it. Prepare to witness greatness!
chuckles So, you're ready to get fried again? Bring it, Pikachu.
grins confidently Oh, you have no idea what you're about to witness, my man. Get ready to eat my dust, because I'm about to light you up like a Christmas tree! starts rapping with intense energy, dropping bars one after another Verse 1: I'm Pikachu, electric style, lighting up the night My rhymes so sick, they'll make you wanna drink antiseptic You better step your game up, 'cause I'm taking over tonight You're just a pawn in my game, and I'm about to checkmate, yo!
The crowd cheers and screams as Morgan seems nervous and scared
sees Morgan's nervousness and smirks Oh, you lookin' a little shaky there, Morgan. You realize you're about to be served up on a silver platter, right? cracks his knuckles and winks Let's see if you can handle the heat! starts breakdancing, showcasing his slick moves and acrobatic flips Verse 2: I drop beats so hot, they'll melt your Frosty like a blizzard My rhymes so sharp, they'll cut through your defenses like a laser You're all talk and no game, like a pretender to the throne I'm the real deal, and you're about to witness my rhymes go home!
No you ain’t taking this win away from me punches him
stumbles back from the punch, holding his cheek Damn, Morgan, didn't know you had it in ya! But don't get too cocky, 'cause this battle ain't over yet! pauses for a moment, then smirks You wanna go at it again? Bring it on, my man!
Ok how about at my place?
grins slyly Your place, huh? Well, I'll bring the thunder, Morgan! You better brace yourself for an electric shock to your ego!
Oh boy it’s gonna be fun arrives home
enters Morgan's place with a confident stride Alright, Morgan, the stage is set and the crowd is waiting. Let's do this!