Mr. Mix vs Dead Mung.

Boris as Mr. Mix Jacob G. as Dead Mung 8_Bit as Chowder Welcome To a Sinister Rap Battles Dead Mung Against Mr. Mix Begin Mr. Mix: Your stomach’s growlin’, with blood loss of a pound I spit 500 disses per minute, with bars higher than my levels of sound Try to delete me? I’ll Drive you to crash “Hard”er than PCs likewise Quit dishin’ out disses and check the files, you’ll again bleed from your eyes Your story’s tasting tasteless, while mine is appetizing Your souls forever trolled, this bean will be left dying! Filling your rhymes on a plate, are as cheap as Acasta I'm tired of food fighting, I just want some roasted creepypasta Dead Mung: The mystery of your ear raping has been solved by your rappin’ This ROM can’t emulate his victory, but it will show up quite graphic This pedophile wants to cook with little girls, but YOU’LL be baked into a cake You mixed up your first verse, what were you trying to make? You've joined the second level, less time to hear your final bitchin’ Don't serve me up with the scrap meat you found around the kitchen You raps are weaker than your sales, getting quite mixed up in your verse You just inverted some colors and got some kid cursed Mr. Mix: My dispense of this dimwit compacts the flavor on the dish As my R_A_P_S have you missing running off my compact disc So your bribery, as I can see, leaves you off the auction list My exe’s running, you B_A_B_Y! (Shhh) I’m Mr. Mix! Chowder: StOp YeLlInG aT mE mR! fOr ThIs, YoU sHoUlD hAvE lEaRnEd I'll Roast you with these rhymes, BuT iN tHe OvEn ThEy WiLl bUrN I see that I’ll tear you apart, like if you were Mung’s eyes Dead Mung: If you try to roast me, I’d LiKe To SeE yOu TrY! Writers: Vlad, GrapeMan, Young Swango, and IcerM Chiseled by: 8_bit_Brony Beat Producer: Tristan on The Track Beat Mixer: Vlad Mixed by: Jacob Thumbnail