EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY.
JACK THE RIPPER.
VS
HANNIBAL LECTER
BEGIN
(Jack)
Oi mate, pa** the liquor.
It's Jack the Ripper, Jack the Rapper
Following you way before the dawn of twitter.
I'm a human trigger warning, through the night until the morning.
When the light shines upon my crimes you find it sick, appalling.
An infamous, notorious delinquent.
There's a little more gorier a thing than,
living in Victorian England.
This is horrorcore
Beware if you're a common who*e.
or at late night you may find me knocking on your door.
Not keen to leave until I'm knee deep in
blood and gore.
Your grieving family on their knees
weeping scrubbing floors.
The police need a lead
they dunno what they're looking for.
My raps are like the way I eat my meat
bloody raw.
(Lecter)
Jack, you're a cla**ic
megalomaniac.
You haven't mentioned me once in your entire
battle rap.
Pity your verse,
wasn't worth the trip in the jacket.
Quit jacking off on the track,
and put the lotion in the basket.
And catch what the iller,
serial k**er
can deliver!
Rhymes finer than the chianti
I would PAIR with your liver!
but the thought of your putrid flesh,
makes me want to shiver.
Cause your British body is covered in more piss than
KITTY LITTER!
You stabbed women when they wouldn't give you attention.
Like a Penny Dreadful version,
of OJ Simpson!
But these days your nickname is all that's
even known.
And you didn't even come up with that sh** on your own.
(Jack)
I'M REAL!
You'll find me making vacancies
in brothels.
While you only exist inside the pages
of a novel.
You were kept for ages in a hovel.
Contained within a cage.
Behind a locked door,
while I never got caught.
So, who's the superior serial k**er,
Doctor Lecter?
I'm still wanted, you're forgotten.
people these days are watching Dexter.
So God protect ya'
from the hell I've spread upon us.
I'm terrorizing London.
f** the 7/7 bombers