[Intro]
Gridline Rap Battles
Chibi-Robo
Vs
R.O.B
Begin

[Verse 1 - Chibi-Robo (Snakebite126)]
Hey Chibi-Robo, it's time to battle rap
A post-crash cash-grab’s 8-biting to scrap
Chibi, been me, got the talk when I'm stepping
Novelty emcee, collecting dust is what you're repping
Track patrol on the loose, best dressed since Redcrest
Double deuced your deuce roots couldn’t stand the time test
Then you got a guest spot, Smash gave you your best shot
To revive this dead bot, but the test markets said "nah"
Quit with the flashy lasers; if you aim, you'll miss, sir
You're old and bland, an ancient mid-ister

[Verse 2 - R.O.B. (Commander Jacob)]
R-O-B O-G, got flow
Freestylin' off dome, gettin' money, stack dough (yuh)
Launch party, big show; take your girl, get low
I get the discs spinning, watch that gyro go
So Chibi's thinking of winging it spitting sick, but he's (huh?)
Falling flat to a Melodical Op Berating Buddy
What he spit lacks the quips, jabs
And this mans talks quick grabs, but, with Zip Lash
And Skip crashed; you skipped Smash, stuck to the stickers
Tossed in the trophy room, then dropped out of the picture
This ain't child’s play, comrade, go back to your room
Send the telly heli out, let him rap for you, too
[Verse 3 - Chibi-Robo (Snakebite126)]
I get it, my library’s just not that stacked
But I can't find the photo of who the heck asked
This glorified tech demo with two games to his name
So don’t claim false fame when the reviews say "lame"

[Verse 4 - R.O.B. (Commander Jacob)]
I'm a remembered old friend, my legacy's hardwired
Your fans are tired, their hopes, desires long expired
'Cause I’m sleek, geek chic, retro giga-chad clout
But, after only ten years, they left you giga-tapped out (hoo!)

[Outro]
Who won?
Who's next?
You decide
Gridliiiine Rap Battles