Eddie Brock vs. Henry Jekyll

[Intro]
BONUS BATTLE!
HENRY JEKYLL
VS
EDDIE BROCK
BEGIN

[Verse 1: Henry Jekyll]
Me versus a crook? Sorry, where are my manners?
It's just that I'm an esteemed doctor while you're hardly Bruce Banner
But here's what I believe, every man has a side that's good or bad
I represent absolute good while you represent absolute trash
It takes more than a planet of symbiotes to leave a scientist truly pissed
But you can't expect me to sit back while Marvel stolе my schtick
Ooh! Your whole plan on getting revеnge for your work
Had more complications than your mom giving birth
You harassed Mary Jane, dreamed to get her man killed?
Did that symbiote come with the black pill?
Does that ring a bell? 'Cause I'm sure that hurt
You'll find no cure for daddy issues in the church
You want to try and find another big brain to pick
I'll just leave you more beat than Sam Raimi did

[Verse 2: Eddie Brock]
Doesn't look like you're compensating to what your knowledge took
My body count is higher than the pile of dust on your books
So internalize, where's the upper hand? You're barking, I'm biting
And if you're proud about that writing, then Jekyll is hiding
Yeah, the lab rat better run back to his hideout
'Cause when I'm spitting venom, Imma rip his hyde out
Everything I utter, son, I recommend you write down
So in your final letter, they'll know how you got your lights out
I'll show you what's a true unhappy end when you know the weak spot you got his inside
Jekyll is tackling and I'll end this battle rattling your carnage, your pals can't save you this time

[Verse 3: Henry Jekyll, Eddie Brock, My. Hyde, and Venom]
You're left a sloppy popcorn flick, my story's stood the test of time
Yeah, so you can teach high schoolers, "Don't get high on your supply"
The way you're drinking all your problems like AA is out your say-so
Think you're better but you're rotten- What? Like your score on Tomatoes?
You call yourself a– uh... it seems my condition's getting worse, I see, that serum had impurities
Please, there's no hope in curing me!
It's getting a bit weird, I think I'm gonna run
Hey, loser, where are you going? Goddamn! Things are getting fun

[Verse 4: Mr. Hyde]
Knock knock, let the devil in, bring hell upon this puppet, devastate your strings
Since they already fingersnapped half of your engagement rings
I'll ensure you'll be the second little girl that I have trampled on
So Hyde your kids, Hyde your wife- Oh wait! They're gone

[Verse 5: Venom]
Looking up from 6 feet deep? I'm feasting on your skeleton
Or take a lesson from your grandson and comprehend your medicine
Imma bring this to an end before you bring despair to its summit
So good luck finishing your story inside my stomach