Polybius vs. SUPERHOT - Intellectual

[Intro: Announcer (Dilly!)]

Loco Rap Battles

Polybius

SUPERHOT

They found me, sittin' on the back of an arcade

Spawned in the shade of a haunting and dark day

Hauled from the States, but I'm back from my long break

Start, play, now I gotta make this bitches all pay! (AY!)

Why don't I kick it off with SUPERHOT to start things? (Ay!)

Puny red fuckers getting plastered on the concrete

Bitch, I'm putting players in body bags if they cross me

Shit, the biggest threat your .exe could do is doxx me (Ha-ha-ha!)

How you packing polygons, but lack the cutting edge?

Keep your gun in check, I pummel with just a button press

I cause headaches leaving peoplе in a permanent hell

But why bothеr when your playerbase is hurting itself

Stop the clock, I'll kill you with the shit I spit

Cock the Glock, and put you out of buisness if

Scott the Woz could drop you with a vicious stick

What will you do if my melee weapon's to hit this prick?

My .exe had people under my power

But even I can't convince your fandom to take a fucking shower!

I'm a slaughtering machine with the katanas, oughta bounce

If you wanna question, save it 'till I knock you out of bounds

Poly, you know I'll topple any obstacle clean

I'll cop a shot and drop an awful coin-op marketing scheme

I sent my players to be one with me and bring me to the lime light

But emos on your wiki page are still the bigger hivemind

Damn right, I got a cult following that kneels to me

You couldn't convince an audience to reach your DLC

I keep it discrete, undercover when I'm dealing blows

You just cover footage for a hundred fucking Leafy clones

You went from the quarter cruncher to a pity penny

You kill the TV cameos when you can manage any

So no, I'm not the CIA, but call it a wraps, dude

I took out Polybius like an agent in a black suit