Norman Bates vs Jack Torranc

Fel as Norman Bates' Voice Zawesome as Norman Bates' Video Swedely as Jack Torrance's Voice PeppyPigeon as Jack Torrance's Video Freshy Kanal & Fel as Norma Bates' Voice WELCOME TO A SINISTER RAP BATTLE NORMAN BATES AGAINST JACK TORRANCE BEGIN Norman Bates: Would you mind not throwing a fit in my business? With that grimace you don’t lay a welcome mat, from what I’ve witnessed I’ve known some shitty role models, your obsession brought your slaughter Now I’ll make this the part 2 of ridding frantic frivolous fathers So Kubrick screwed his train of thought, and cooked a different mad plot Now the author of this author is flooding his floors with bad blood. My footsteps are what my plan brought, with all the friends that I have lost While your path froze your guts to death--I’ll check you in as Jack Frost. e: A child and his mother, I corrected the disturbance Now they send me both cases within one goddamn person It’s a burden, but I guess I’m gonna have to let the storm in You dropped the ball on the carpet? Then fucking play with me, Norman! This spineless biased child will bring the crisis I’m divining. It only takes a lifeless mind to give your mindless life a Shining I’ll flip you and your “stab-me-daddy-slapstick-gist” Your spirit’s like: “Keep calm and pass the buck to mommy, she can handle this” You’re simply full of lust, I know it makes you feel so ill Still don’t have the guts to face it so you take them out your roadkill. Now you perfectly replicate what you pin on your walls An empty, anxious, little bitch that ripped his soul with what he caused Norman and Norma Bates: Mother, what’s the plan? Pierce this Jackoff ‘till the game’s won No need for reversed writing to know Torrance is getting REDRUM’d You play with your work but who’s feeling disturbed? Think of more than one sentence and write it Are you finally willing to fight and confront or did I get a dull boy excited I know it’s not my place to get involved in, but you got nothing but your avarice and despair evolving ‘Til your only belief in everything you ever made is that the bottles you empty are gonna solve it And packing a weapon? Listen up, I know this whole feeling is filling your guilt But you showered in self deprecation and went to get stabbed by the story you built You crafted your own trial, dropped out full of wrath and envy The labyrinth was the game, but Player One wasn’t Ready. Jack Torrance: You keep your basement locked after silencing mommy? There won’t be secrets behind closed doors when Here’s Johnny! Where’s the light of your life? You’re turning your home to hell Peep so many holes in the wall, call it Mastur-Bate’s Motel Your mom wrecked social contact within the feminine context. I mean how’s dinner with her corpse and your oedipus complex? It doesn’t matter who you mess with, you’ll stay obsessed and desperate Your mind is your own maze and you will never find the exit  MURDERED THE MIC COMMENT THE WAlVER BELOW RETURN TO THE DEPTHS OF HELL FOR ANOTHER SINISTER RAP BATTLES Ryan Tillotson Zawesome and Fel Vlad Cover Art by Brodecai Beat Produced by Zawesome