[Intro]
Gridline Rap Battles
The Babadook
Vs
Freddy Krueger
Begin

[Verse 1 - Freddy Krueger (Zawesome)]
One, two, Freddy's coming for you
Three, four. Psych, bitch! You're about to get torn through!
I come with the claws to end this fight quite sharply
Eating hot beats like I will this empty dark meat
Who else has got the bars to leave you stomped into hell?
You're getting wrecked to hard, you'll end up haunting yourself
This shadow ain't tough, he better wake up
Ready to get scraped up, or do you need to fix your makeup?
Pull some rhymes outta your hat, you fucking homеless magician!
You look like you flopped at your Pеnguin audition!
Your book couldn't hold a candle against my twisted scripts
You're the Creepypasta version of Diary of a Wimpy Kid
Welcome to my ceiling, you'll do more than just twitch
I've got the prime time slot! Where's your screentime, bitch?

[Verse 2 - The Babadook (Freshy Kanal)]
In word or in a look, you can't get rid of Babadook
After all these years, he'll finally shut your book
Off the top, like his hat. With killer style, he's the class act
Depression incarnate to face the flashy, slashy asshat!
Babadook is bashing in, he don't blink when he beats ya
Preparing for his prey, while you're popping a pimple pizza
Dropping the sins of preachers, he's feasting on a raw match
These days, you're clapping in the roster of Mortal Kombat
You cannot reach the same size, you'll end up where your fate lies
This tumor-looking lunatic got left for Dead By Daylight
He cannot be bothered with all the crimes you can't recover from
'Cause he could be fucking you over a hundred times, like your mother was!
He thinks your filmmakers really couldn't find the right scare
It seems to him that every reboot felt like a New Nightmare
Decapitating you faster than the hockey-masked thing could
You got ran out of town, but, for kids, you still Springwood!
[Verse 3 - Freddy Krueger (Zawesome)]
That's what you call a verse? Let me teach you about hooks
But you left me counting sheep, call you Baaaaabadook!
Get dropped into this nightmare; It's bedtime, bitch
You only became iconic with a Netflix glitch
You couldn't kill two people, while I stack the bodies quick
All you did was watch while you stroked your Babadick
You had to get a bitch to kill another bitch to bring you back
Stuck in that chimney? You're Santa without the sack!
Went from a fidgety spook who should've remained quiet
But you're the new family pet, with a babybird's diet!

[Verse 4 - The Babadook (Freshy Kanal)]
Surrender, sex offender, or the door's coming down
Is he facing Pennywise? No, you're more of a clown
He'd morph into your father, but there's too many options
Would you prefer the abuser that you had from adoption!?
With a ragged Christmas sweater, and a face made out of soft clay
Wes Craven a makeover, but turned into self-cosplay
You started with a knock, like dook dook dook
Now he's left this shook crook cooked!

[Outro]
Who won?
Who's next?
You decide
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