[Intro]
RAP BATTLE!
NORMAN BATES
VS
JACK TORRANCE
BEGIN

[Verse 1: Norman Bates]
(Ehem) Would you mind not throwing
A fit in my business?
With that grimace you don't lay
A welcome mat from what I've witnessed
I've known some shitty role models
Your obsession brought your slaughter
Now I'll make this the part two
Of ridding frantic frivolous fathers!
So Kubrick screwed his train of thought
And cooked a different mad plot
Now the author of this author
Is flooding his floors with bad blood!
My footsteps are what my plan brought
With all the friends that I have lost
While your path froze your guts to death
I'll check you in as Jack Frost

[Verse 2: Jack Torrance]
A child and his mother
I've corrected the disturbance
Now they've sent me both casеs
Within one goddamn person!
It's a burden, but I guеss
I'm gonna have to let the storm in
You dropped the ball on the carpet?
Then fucking play with me, Norman!
This spineless biased child
Will bring the crisis I'm divining
It only takes a lifeless mind
To give your mindless life a Shining (Ahh)
I'll flip you
And your "stab-me-daddy-slapstick-gist"
Your spirit's like: "Keep calm and pass the buck
To mommy, she can handle this!"
You're simply full of lust
I know it makes you feel so ill
Still don't have the guts to face it
So you take it out your roadkill
Now you perfectly replicate
What you pin on your walls:
An empty anxious little bitch
That ripped his soul with what he caused
[Verse 3: Norman Bates and Norma Bates]
Mother, what's the plan?
Pierce this Jackoff 'til the game's won
No need for reversed writing
To know Torrance is getting REDRUM'd!
You play with your work, but who's feeling disturbed?
Think of more than one sentence and write it!
Are you finally willing to fight and confront
Or did I get a dull boy excited?
I know it's not my place to get involved in
But you got nothing but your avarice and despair evolving
'Til your only belief in everything you ever made
Is that the bottles you empty are gonna solve it!
And packing a weapon? Just listen
I know this whole feeling is filling your guilt
But you showered in self deprecation
And went to get stabbed by the story you built! (Augh!)
You crafted your own trial
Dropped out full of wrath and envy
The labyrinth was the game
But Player One wasn't ready!

[Verse 4: Jack Torrance]
Keep your basement locked
After silencing mommy?
There won't be secrets behind closed doors
When here's Johnny!
Where's the light of your life?
You're turning your home to hell
Peep so many holes in the wall
Call it Mastur-Bates Motel
Your mom wrecked social contact
Within the feminine context!
I mean, how's dinner with her corpse
And your oedipus complex?
It doesn't matter who you mess with
You'll stay obsessed and desperate
Your mind is your own maze
And you will never find the exit!
[Outro]
WHO WON?
WHO'S NEXT?
YOU DECIDE!
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