Battle (Reprise)

Round two
Fight!

[Tribe One/Demonos]
What up Adam?
It's me again
It seems we meet again
You should call CNN
Cause I'm a beast on beats
When I unsheathe my pen
And I hate to leak the ending
And decrease suspense
But I'ma speak my peace
And when I cease
You will not speak again
I admit, last time you battled me
You murdered it
But I possess the gauntlet
Now it seems my fortune's turned a bit
And now I'm full of rage
And have a range of words to spit
I don't know why you came
To put it plain: my reign is permanent

[Adam WarRock]
Yo, forever is nothing
When infinity's what you're rocking with
McFly on the mic
While you're Buford Tannen, talking shit
Rip the illest the sick stupendous
Rocking hits with more spit than
Adolescents in a closet swapping spit
Seven minutes in heaven
Is like two tracks on a phonograph
Bumping out your speakers
Blasting 'til your ears hurt
I heard your babbles
And all your shit popping
But in battles got you pausing
While talking like Chris Walken

[Tribe One/Demonos]
I'm sick of how you front
Like the last hope for mankind
Talking big and acting righteous
When you're rocking the mic
You don't want to pick a fight with me
I'm soulless inside, that's why
I'll have you crying 'uncle' by my opening lines
There's no use trying cause your chances are nil
Cause hysteria and mayhem with the havoc I build
I can tell you're getting tired while my stamina's ill
So there's no way that you'll recover
From the damage you feel

[Adam WarRock]
Watch me grip the mic in battle
Speak with hostile intelligence
The only demons that i'm seeing
Is your closeted skeletons
I'm positive repping it straight
With the optimal regiment
Have you hobble home
My rhymes'll rock the street
Like fucking cobblestones
Too hot to handle when I step in the night
And take it back like Sugar Hill
Repping Rapper's Delight
Every time I hold the mic
Every rant's horribly potent
Giving you a sick ending
Like Grant Morrison wrote it

[Tribe One/Demonos]
Don't kid yourself
You see the sky?
That's no bird or a plane
It's Demonos
Coming at 'em in a murderous rage
No person is safe
I'm returning with purpose and aim
To leave your countrysides and cities
And suburbias slain
Dispersing pain when I'm rocking it well
This time around though I got back-up
Plus I'm hostile as hell
You better run for cover
'Cause the thoughts I dispel
Are hard enough to knock your ass
Straight out those comic book cels

[Adam WarRock]
Torturous on beats in the streets
You can't afford this
Spit oil slicks
Laughing as your four door accord flips
And watch the floor boards rip
See the gasoline pour, kid
Spark thought to matches
My raps cause mass explosions
Cause every one of your verses
Is a runaway train
Watch me rock the Ascella
Silver bullet to your brain
And ain't nothing changed
Cats gassed like propane
Rocking over a cold flame
Flows doper than cocaine

[Tribe One/Demonos]
The only problem is I'm back in effect
I'll send you back to the dead
Oh, y'all think Adam is fresh?
You'll change your mind when i'm attacking
And I'm snapping his neck
And can't forget the gauntlet
Best believe, I'm stacking the deck
Bring havoc and death
With my villainous verse
You'll see my rap is heavy
Every time I'm spilling my words
Make some chaos
Get it ready then instill it on earth
And I won't stop 'til Adam's body's
Lying still in the dirt

[Adam WarRock]
Every rhyme that I spit
Every line that I rip
Impress on any mind
Of a kid who's simply buying this shit
Luckily I'm fully intent to fill their minds
With intelligence
Your style is hearsay to a judge
Simply irrelevant
Non-germane when I rap
And hard to slay with a gat
'Cause I use wisdom of ages
To fill rhymes within these pages
But when history tells the battle
Of Adam and Demonos
They'll only see my lines rock
Why you'll just be stuck in its blind spot

[Tribe One/Demonos]
Hold it man, we both know
Tomorrow's headlines will read
"Extra extra Adam's body
Found dead in the street"
There's no way
You can escape the fact
You're destined to bleed
So by the time I'm finished rhyming
You'll be resting in peace

And that's a threat
It's best that residents heed
'Cause I intend to bring destruction
And spread death and disease
I'm dispensing so much venom
That the heavens will weep
Don't even try to say nothing
'Cause you know the pain's coming
And you feel the rain coming
It's over tonight
And it's hopeless
'Cause I murdered you
While holding this mic
Rah!

(Street Fighter losing sound)
Challenger wins
Flawless victory