Goner Kid vs. Lost Silver (Creepypasta)

[Intro: Announcer (GamingPlush64)]
Undertale Rap Battles!
Goner Kid!
Versus!
Lost Silver!

[Verse 1: Goner Kid (GamingPlush64)]
Oh, a battle? But it's no contest...
He can't even make a move with most of his 'mon set
Knowin' how you're coded, I can be happy in context
That I exist in a world where you haven't gone yet
You might think you're an Alpha-bet you're not that deep to me
Your type of choice is a type face that we can't really read
Though, fonts are strong among Monsters, so maybe he's a pro
Riverperson warned: "Beware the man who speaks in-" Oh
I wouldn't tell my parents if I wrote your lenghty mess
Should have put as much time in your story as your game. Or yet
Forget the maxed out stats, just try to move on with a game reset
'Cause you can't throw hands like Trainer Red with no hands. Heh, this trainer's red
What did you amount to, Silver?
I'm so above, it's like I'm a Mount to Silver
A hill not to die on
I look up to Undyne, you're just the knight in Monty Phyton
Heh, I feel a bit better after that verse
So take your own advice and LEAVE, since I don't want to feel any worse

[Verse 2: Lost Silver (VinnyO)]
I don't think you can curse, weren't even spitting well
My starter's sparks. I'm writing with a Cinda-quill
You feel empty, still so anti-social
Call me Mt. Silver, 'cause I'm so chill
Desaturated Scraggy infatuaded with non existence
Pondering at a dock, he dumps trauma on toddlers talking with 'em
It's not quite as simple in this instance, ... is spitting
And you'll fall if you don't run. Now give my perish song a listen
Wanna win this? I'm like Woshua; how clean I run tracks
Lost Silver? I think we found it thanks to your dumb raps
It isn't raining, my spit is just giga-draining
Better bring more than an umbrella if you attempt to come back
I'm the very best. Filled the Johto and the Kanto dex
While you think a world without you's funny, dude? Man, IMDEAD
I put a stop to this Monster Kid double who done lost his lid
'Cause like fighting him in a genocidal fit, his shots have missed

[Verse 3: Goner Kid (GamingPlush64)]
I don't think my lines are missing, no. I do think about my existence, though
A timeline where I just might be missing, skipped like an itty bitty glitch in code
Ever think about your existence, Ghost? A world out there where you don't exist?
And, with a genre full of COPYCATS, if SOUL Silver was of note in it?
I think you won't be missed... It's a terrifying thought
You're just a kid messed up more than the ones Undyne had fought
Ha, ha... Either side, it's not likely a mic will drop
I think your verse was just another thing that I forgot

[Verse 4: Lost Silver (VinnyO)]
NOMORE! You don't have an effect on us
That verse was just about exactly what I expected from
An NPC that's armed with even less than an empty gun
He entered the room again and then took away any Fun
You talk of function, but your life was just a Gaster moment
So clam up, neighbor, the end of your days "is fast approaching"
This battle's over and you've fainted, you faint myth
In the end your data's erased. Rest in 8-bits