Jason VS Michael

[Intro]
Leave your body missing
Faded from existence
Like you're never existed

[Verse 1: Michael Myers]
Michael Myers spitting straight murder
Psychopath killer, it felt good to hurt her
Who is that you ask? I'm talking 'bout my sister
And now I got my eyes fixed on the baby sitter
But before I get to her, I gotta focus on the bigger fish
Copycating bitch, really it is so ridiculous
Formula - take a big man, throw him in a mask
And task him with killing massive masses quick

[Verse 2: Jason Voorhees]
Mike Myers? Like the movie Shrek?
Let's peal the layers back first, then I'll seal your death, ha
You ain't nothing new, only added to the depth
Had a tag team, me and mom snapping other's necks
Supernatural, take an axe and gut you like a Mackerel
Whether it's a knife or the mic - I am masterful
So to say that I'm a clone? Hardly factual
Bash in your dome, then I'll make your limbs detachable

[Verse 3: Michael Myers]
You claiming supernatural, then what am I?
I got shot six times, burned alive, and I didn't die
You think your silly rhymes and shrine are pretty fly
Nah, I don't need a mom to ghostwrite my storyline
Killed my own family, they said I was insane
Maybe they're right, I always have murder on the brain
Ha, first it was Judith, now it's on to you
Were the hunter, time to wear a pair of other shoes

[Chorus]
Oh goodness, who is the best?
Is it Halloween or The Thirteenth? What a mess
It's a blood bath, you better run fast
With that silly gun down, it'll only make 'em mad, haha
Look at that, you've got their attention
And now it's too late to run, should've listened
Done disappeared, leave your body missing
Faded from existence like you're never existed

[Verse 4: Michael Myers]
Now Michael, this is Pamela Voorhees
Or Jason's mom bringing these little teens out of orgies
Original gore team, you've heard of the stories
Murderous revenge with only camp inventories
At my disposal, so here's a proposal
Crystal Lake local, you don't want to see us mobile
I'll let you leave now, and if you think to follow me
You will be the one who has to run next Halloween
Silly woman, why would I be afraid of an old maid?
Grab an apron and some OJ
I saw your killing skills, really they were OK (meh)
But you couldn't kill me in a battle if we role played
Introduce you to the feel of a cold blade
Put it through your heart, reunited with your soulmate
And Halloween, I'm hunting you the whole day
And I guarantee that you ain't dying from old age

[Verse 5: Jason Voorhees]
Talking 'bout my mother? I'll put you in a sleeping bag
And beat you to death, when I smash, and I'll keep the mask
And put it in the back of my pants in between my ass
And everytime that I feel the gas, I can kneel and pass
You might have been first on the scene
That doesn't mean that you can hold a candle to me
I'm Jason, hear my footsteps, heart racing
How'd you gonna fight a man who speak down to Satan?