Freestyle Rap Battle Rehashed

[Mystical]

Sejanus was the first but i left him for last
Because I like him so much, I just want to give him a free pass

Maybe there is something amiss, with me
I feel like layin a smackdown from time to time, you see

Right now though I feel like Miss Starling
Are you really trying to mind analyze me, darling?

See you're in the cage, I'm the one free
You covet your prey, and I'm the one that flees

The rabbit knows better than to scream for the fox
Lest he eat the bunny's brain with a fork
And stick it in his lunch box

Sure I have lambs in my head that are screaming
But luckily that only happens when I'm dreaming

So nothing to see, nothing to analyze here
Btw I always wondered: arent you indeed queer?

Queer?
Let's take this up a gear
Now look here
If I was a queer
You AF skanks wouldn't fear
What I've got down here
That's right, its both near

and far
bigger than a car
a bar
or even a star

You think you're fancy?
well lets see
I'll eat your liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti

You may be Starling
but I am the king
just look at my bling
it's an infinity more than everything
you could ever bring,
every watch and every ring
you've got nothing
so tell me Starling
did that sting?


And to all you other fakers
You have just met your makers!

That's right, I am legion
In each and every region
I'll give you lesions
and reasons
to cry throughout the seasons

check out my cohesion

it's better
than each and every letter
you spit like a leper
or a dyslexic Hector
So suck on my pecker
I am Hannibal Lecter


word

Listen here, my little homeslice
Life isn't just about the roll of the dice
My flow's so cold it's turned to ice
Your rhymes however, cannot even suffice

A mouse, a house, or a louse
on a mouse in a house
See you fools sound like Doctor Seuss
Problem is, I'm not amused

Everyone knows Chianti is dry as bones
Stick a needle in my eye, cuz that's lame homes
Chateau Lafite now that's a treat that will knock you off your feet
Can't accuse you of good taste, so lil man: take a seat

Lesson number one: People are not food, you crood
Lesson number two: Don't cut off your own hand for a girl, you squirrel
Last lesson, and pay attention: if you want people to think
you're dicks bigger than a cufflink
try not to compare it to a car, a bar, or even a star
That right there, went too damn far

We all know you danced naked with the rich guy over a glass of wine
told him to cut his face open, now look at his swine!
They're big as a car unlike something else I know
Don't think so? Then give us a show!
I can't suck on it, unless I know

Otherwise stfu Mister Hannibal Lector
You just got schooled by a Monty Python spectre