Angry Birds vs. Best Fiends

[Intro]
RAP BATTLE!
BEST FIENDS
VS
ANGRY BIRDS
BEGIN

[Verse 1: Brittle, Tantrum, and Temper]
Fiends, let's win this! We gonna push our limits
But what disses are left after all those movie critics?
This'll be bleaker than Boba, beating your eggs on easter
What's a fiended rap run 'gainst a clan of pork-pulling squeakers?
Flip the bird when we turnover these past-their-prime mutants
And we've got the flow so sick like our rhymes are swine-fluent
We’re the heavy-hitter critters that a cash cow is no match for
Leave these birds so flappy, they’ll be removed from the app store!

[Verse 2: Red, Chuck, and Bomb]
Let me be straight up: Thanks to us, you were conceived
But if you are a rap addict, change your name to worst fiend! (Caw Caw!)
We are made to be aggressive with this Temper-ament
Can’t take you seriously, something promoted by Degeneres!
We throw a verbal tantrum, your wings are getting clipped!
Switch apps, google food-chains for the ornithologist
We get mad, so bite that, you lack facts, despite that
You can’t rap, revise that, you’re lab rats for iPads!
And we know the word “fast” is important to be leader
But when it comes to rapping, those slugs must be your teachers

[Verse 3: Brittle, Tantrum, and Temper]
You wanna see the fiends go angry? ok…
All these spin-offs and your quality’s gone straight down the shitter!
Plus I’ve heard angrier birds boasting bigger bitter Twitters!
You can’t offend us, your fighting structure is chaotic!
But if you want to beat pigs, I’d ask for antibiotics!

[Verse 4: Red, Chuck, and Bomb]
We own the touchscreen, your technique isn’t handy
You bite off those combos, seems you got a crush on candy!
So take cover in the data, where you belong
Cuz we mean it literally when we’re dropping the bombs!
*le big explosion here*

[Outro]
WHO WON? (WHO WON? WHO WON?)
WHO'S NEXT? (WHO'S NEXT? WHO'S NEXT?)
YOU DECIDE!
THE NEXT RAP BATTLE IS ON THE WAY!