VideoGameRapBattles
Eminem vs Macklemore
[Intro]
EPIC RAP BATTLE PARODIES
EMINEM
VS
MACLEMORE
BEGIN

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
This battle will leave you crying like that guy, you know, Stan?
I mean, you should be imprisoned, you killed your number one fan
Can’t spell your own name, that’s why your E’s backwards
And my recognition grew faster than your dick, you bastard
You got beaten by your papa, that's what all your songs are about
You should try to make something original other than anger and pout
Say "I'm not afraid" one more time, I know your wrong
Shit it was 99 cents and still nobody bought your songs

[Verse 2: Eminem]
L-L-L-Ladies and gentlemen, introducing Marshall Mathers
The greatest rapper of all time, unlike this swagger-jacker
I'm not afraid to beat your ass, bring you hell till I collapse
I've made myself a great life despite my painful past
All you got is your thrift shoppers who want their money back
I'm the world's greatest rapper son, and I ain't even black
I grew up in the streets bitch, and I spit a verbal flood
I'll take that 20 dollars and cover your fur coat with blood
[Verse 3: Macklemore]
I’ll steal your grandpa’s style and walk away smiling
Now when IM gone I don’t wanna see you crying
Show me the "Proof" that you even had a friend
Just like your D12 group, they need to come to an end
You're mother almost died while giving birth? I wouldn't blame her
And she even tried to sue you, mother of the year, right there
The only thing this faggot can do is get de-homed
Theres only so many ways i can say you got owned

[Verse 4: Slim Shady]
Now that the real Slim Shady has finally stood up
I'm gonna tell Ben Faggerty to just shut the fuck up
You Cinderella Man, dressing up in your mom's fur coat
You base all your songs on a retarded kids quote
My name is Slim shady dont forget it Macklemore
Cause owning over and over is becoming a chore
I'm the rap battle king, haven't you seen 8 mile? Sheesh
Your raps stink more than R Kelly's Piss sheets

[Verse 5: Andy Milonakis]
I rock peas on my head, but don't call me a peahead
It's time to show these swaggy-faggies that they truly inbred
I had my own show on MTV, all you had was lawsuits
You should be in a basket, because your raps are like fruits
That means you're little homosexuals that whine and cry
And write raps about your lifestory and how you want to die
Humor is a great defense mechanism
My raps will grow unlike my congential hormone syndrome
Macklemore, more like Macklewhore, what's up with that?
Did Ryan Lewis touch your cold ass honkey, in your pants you went ka-splat?
I would rather eat a bag of Skittles than acknowledge Eminem
I will brutally stab you, throw you in a trunk like Kim
If you're a dumb, spitting, wigger you're not the king of rap
Emimore, you're about get conjoined with a bitch slap
You're never gonna diss the Schmandy Schmilishmokas
Because it's my show, I'm Andy Milonakis
Yeah
[Verse 6: Eyedea]
Ha, ha, ha, ha
I'm back from the dead, the monster inside has been released
By the end even eninem won't dream, you'll be deseased
I'm the God of freestyle your reading scripts to try and diss
You bring out my purest digust, you and your writers get me pissed
I'm the best kind, teach you a lesson We ain't fessin
Miss by a mile, blindly firin' well my rhymes are the best medicine
I've got abilities on my side so big Macklemore, try not to cry
I'd say I'm sorry to you homies but rockstars don't apologize
Slim Shady's just another joke, nobody knows the real him
And what the hell's a Milonakis, never heard of ya' double chin
You have sinned against your savior hope the lord’s willing to free ya
Just remember you can kill the man, but not the Eyedea

[Verse 7: Mac Miller]
Yo! Hold on K.I.D
Mac Mill in the build
Life ain't easy when you're rapping against me
It's a good evening to walk the walk with these, Nike's on my feet
My raps are iller, you can call me Mac Miller, M Jackson I'm so Thriller
My rhymes are sick, you'll be Under the Weather
When it comes to rap, it's got my name in Diamond and Gold
I got the fortune and fame, I'm runnin' this rap game!
Slap the language out your mouth, you need "English Lane."
One more thing, funny thing is your asses worse than Lil Wayne
All of yall, I'm puttin' your name, to fucking shame
[Interlude: Mac Miller]
Sorry, does anyone wanna go outside?

[Verse 8: Kid Rock]
ROCK ON! Kid Rock's here to kick some ass
Just like my guitars, I put my raps on full blast
I'm Born Free, Rock and Rolling with Jesus
But before I do it again, I'll leave you re-habbers defeated
Macklemore, you're just a boy talking about a gay bar
I can make a better song with a broken guitar
And Marshall Mathers or Slim Shady? Either way I'll teach you a lesson
Why don't you quit trying to rap and take some anti depressants?
Mr. Milonakis, you ain't packing heat you're packing pork
Why don't you get off your lazy ass and maybe put down the fork?
I've got an Eyedea, how 'bout I hang you by the throat
Everyone knows your not gonna die of a rap overdose

[Verse 9: Tupac Shakur]
The king has entered, so All Eyez on Me
I'm a hardcore legend, unlike these cracker pussies
I'll take all you punks at once, So lets see what you got
I'll own your asses faster than my black ass got shot
Got a pack three times my name, ya'll are lame
You're a bunch of silly-ass white rappers gaining cheap fame
So badass I was in jail before I was even born
I'm a shining serpent with rhymes that don't get worn
Ching ching, broke bitches, it's Check Out Time
And then time to sit yo asses down for a lesson in rhyme
Your raps are criminal, have fun with the fuzz
I'll snort and smoke you so harder than Snoop Dogg does
Keep ya head up, everybody, cause these fools going down
Shit's going down, the thug OG runs this town
They took me out in 96 but I'm still on stage with B.I.G
And the world will always remember me as the real MC

[Outro]
WHO WON?
WHO'S NEXT?
YOU DECIDE!
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