
Epic Rap Battle of the Roosters: The Ultimate Flock Yard Showdown
[Epic Rap Battle of the Roosters - Battle for the Flock Yard] [Drop Bass, Heavy Synths, Drums] (Verse 1 - Chesty the White Jersey Giant) I'm the giant, the king of the yard, Food Guy's got the treats, I'm takin' 'em hard. My feathers white, my strut's on point, I'm the leader, ain't no one gonna anoint. (Solo Instrumental - Chesty) [Heavy Synths, Crunchy Drums, and a prominent Drop Bass] (Verse 2 - Flyffy the Light Brahma Male) Flyffy's here, the Brahma's in the house, Got the flow so sick, it's like a slaps mouse. Golden feathers shinin', got the drip on tight, Runnin' this yard, day and night. (Solo Instrumental - Flyffy) [Upbeat Synths, Rapid-fire Hi-hats, and a funky Drop Bass] (Verse 3 - Specks the Backyard Mix Breed) Specks is in the mix, the breed's on fire, Got the skills to thrill, takin' it to the higher. Heart's on my sleeve, my rhymes are so tight, Runnin' this flock, day and night. (Solo Instrumental - Specks) [Funky Wah-wah Guitar, Syncopated Drums, and a prominent Drop Bass] (Verse 4 - Ozzy the "Almost All Black" Ayam Cemani) Ozzy's in the dark, the darkness is my style, Got the horrorcore flow, makin' you smile. Black feathers on fleek, the vibes are so cold, Runnin' this yard, never getting old. (Solo Instrumental - Ozzy) [Dark Synths, Heavy Chugging Guitar Riffs, and a pounding Drop Bass] (Chorus) All four roosters, with their rhymes so tight, Each one unique, with their own style and light. But in the end, there can only be one, The true leader, of this flock yard fun. (Verse 5 - Chesty the White Jersey Giant) Chesty's back, takin' control, Food Guy's got the goods, I'm takin' the role. Protectin' the hens, defendin' the yard, Ain't nobody touchin' me, I'm the giant in charge. (Verse 6 - Flyffy the Light Brahma Male) Yo Chesty, you ain't got the vibe, With Flyffy in charge, we're gonna thrive. Crunk vibes, I'm the life of the party, Golden feathers shinin', I'm feelin' hearty. (Verse 7 - Specks the Backyard Mix Breed) Specks is in the mix, redefinin' the game, Got the growl in my rap, ain't nobody gonna claim. New blood in the flock, I'm breakin' the mold, Runnin' this yard, never gettin' old. (Verse 8 - Ozzy the "Almost All Black" Ayam Cemani) The rest of y'all need to take a seat, Ozzy's gonna lay down the beat. Horrorcore's my style, the darkest of knights, Black feathers shinin', I'm takin' flight. (Final Verse) [All 4 Roosters together] All four roosters, with their rhymes so tight, Each one unique, with their own style and light. But in the end, there can only be one, The true leader, of this flock yard fun. (Food Guy's Decision) Alright, roosters, y'all brought the fire, Each one of y'all, takin' me higher. But the flock needs one, to lead the vibes, Someone who's got the rizz and the tribe. (Ozzy the "Almost All Black" Ayam Cemani) Yo, I knew it, I'm the king of the yard, With my dark feathers, I'm hittin' hard. Thanks, Food Guy, for seein' the light, Ozzy's the ruler, through day and night.

