Lyrics: Patrick Hough
Music: Patrick Hough
Deltarune Rap Battles
Jevil
Vs
Bill Cipher
Let’s just get this over with,kid
My time is money
I only hopped into this battle
cause it might be funny
And it’s not like this guy’s ever gonna wake up
Like your last encounter with a realmaker
You’re gonna break up
Name’s Bill Cipher
I flame ill writers
And you’re Toby Fox’s inane little sprite work
Insane little guy
Tried to play with the lighters
Waster their time
Til it made him feel tired
Well I’m a master of the dreamscape
I’m reading your thouchts and
Jesus！
Even Mcgucket can't beat your monsense
Betweens us
I’d love to make a deal
Cause I bet you’re a genius
Kidding!
Of all the clowns that I net
You’re the weakest!
Even Giddeon stood as a rigger threat
Than this little miselt
Living off the visions in his head
I'm always watching
I'm the nacho with the cheddar stacks
And I’m civing you the W letters back
Uee Hee Hee
A visitor’s come to play
But I’m not sure you’re good enough for a number game
Cause two seasons in
You were killed in the brain
How to gamble with me?
Bill’s gonna pay...
Huhuhu
Go and try all angles of your frail scheme!
This battle ain’t equilteral
As I’m for whom the scale leans!
You failed each debacle with some preteens,prettens!
You can’t even beat me in your peak dreams,peak dreams!
He’s not in minds now!
The boysengirls are bored of him!
On the track I’m the shark
And you look like more the fin!
Tried extorting coordinates from ford to go exlore a bit
Unfortunately,zapping ford’s gourd
Did naught but scorch his head!
Restored a third dimension form
He soared to sow discord but his
Pitch was so abhrrent
Even groukle stan ignored his bids!
Torturing me on the mic will not help you secure a win
Cause you can’t do anything
If you step outside of dregon!
Says the guy in a carousel
Til his day end
I’ll just live inside your brain
It’s gotta be vacant
Keep laughing
Jack in the boxed up basement
Let’s see who still stands
When I atbash your face in!
I scramble words like Ice-e with ease
BC(Bill Cipher),NMC(An MC)B4(before)B.C.E(Before Comon Era)
And behind this jester’s gleam
Lies a deadly secret
He drove away his only friend
Because he was depressed!
Nice going,Caesar
Your one friend betrayed you!
If life is a game
Then he sure as hell played you
Locked you up and chopped up the key
Hey,guess that big old plushie
Was”not what he seams”
HAhahahaha
You’re a comedy routine
You get it?
They’d forget you
If not for W.D.dependence
Let’s wrap it up
I left this reject second
And kicked a second glant baby
OUT MY WEIRDMAGEDDON!
You call this chaos?
Felt more normative....
You were made soft
In your boring script....
My win is simple in the card,I wase born with it...
And I can change lots...
M E T A M O R P H O S I S . . .
I reuse my last scheme and recorder it!
It’s all fair use in my world:
It’s transformative!
I play for fun
You play to win,so authoritive...
But does it matter who wins
If neither EXISTS???
I can do anything in my little freedom!
Your sock Opera-TIon was cut short by a tree stump!
I may be a darkner,but I’m not a dimwit
While Bill’s bidding with the twins
Built himself a paison!
Here’s the deal-you are through!
It’s the end of my fun!
The shots I fired left you burneo
Like a memory gun!
Next time they go hunt for ciphers
They will leave you alone
W will not meet again
My victory set in stone.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAhHAHA
BYEBYE~
HA!