Baldi vs Pico

[Intro: Baldi (Ghetto Ian) & Fightmarker] Okay, back to Basics Rap Battle Baldi vs Pico 2! [Verse 1: Pico (Fightmarker), Boyfriend (Kwite), Pico & Boyfriend, Boyfriend & yukigloom] Back to School, unpack my tool Blam my Mac at you, outmath a fool If I can't withstand the hands from the holsters Then I'll just blast the cans like BSODA Keep your jump ropes, I get the vibe JUMPIN' Spending every day and every night FUNKIN' And our time is money, there's usually a fee 'Cause Pico's licensed to kill, but I'll do this for free! My submachine subtracts jobs from you And adds more jobs for the substitutes Copied Schoolhouse's notes from over the shoulder And I assume It's A Bully stole Slenderman's homework And fuck those seven notebooks, it's been seven years Of Kickstarter backers wipin' up their tears Now the one person waiting for those goals to be met Is as sad as the strand, alone on your head! [Interlude: Tfue] Yo, Fightmarker, you eat fuckin' shit, dude [Verse 2: Baldi, Principal of the Thing (Melody Nosurname), & Newgrounds Artists (Dilly Scott)] I taught to a ginger kid, then I gave him some lessons Now his dumb ass is back to solve more of my questions Well this time, you may need a tutor Is the slap you're hearing now coming from my ruler? Oh, (Purchase this beat at ww.baldiojungle.com) oh, OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Your shit's only hitting next to stalls Let go of each other's hands, No f*****s in the halls Fuck a school shooting, this will end even worse Stop digging in each other; When will you learn? Took one look at your site, man that shit was hell Tell Fulp me and my friends call "Newgrounds" something else Went through NinjaMuffin's favorites, and those ages don't add Hope your math's better than his when you're taking my class (BOOOOOOO!) Fine, I'll... change the subject Here's an easy quiz, there's no way you'd flunk it One and only question, what was the censored word That the Principal said in the sixth line of my verse? [Interlude: Baldi, Boyfriend, Pico, Boyfriend & Pico] Umm... uhhh... uhhh... (Come on, what was it?) Uhh, fa***ts? WRONG Oh, I'm so fucked! (Wake up, Baldi) [Verse 3: Pico & Oricadia] Who needs your math (Slatt, slatt) that nobody solves? (Slatt, slatt) Stacking these apples, (Slatt, slatt) I am Steve Jobs (GO PICO) I am Steve Jobs, (Slatt, slatt) I'm phoning that bitch (Slatt, slatt) I give her banana, (Slatt, slatt) and she do the splits (SHE LOVES IT PICO) All you did was call me gay, you hardly dissed (THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH IT) Nice NinjaMuffin bar now, you started it (FUCK HIM PICO) We know you a pedophile, you target kids (TRUE) (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) And you bald as shit (BALD ASS BITCH) Money changed you (What?) the moment it came (Schyeah) We all saw the aftermath, priority changed (Changed, changed, changed, changed, changed) Been actin' bolder Like Granny didn't quickly send you back to shiny quarters (QUARTERS) Wheels are goin' slow, (Pico) the field trip's stoppin' Development time in endless mode, that's Indie Game problems (It's a problem) Came in a parody, came out your own, but you can't drop it The irony game's a played out joke, (Hahaha) wait I just got it! [Bridge: It's A Bully (Dilly Scott) & Baldi] That shit was so opium (What?) That shit was so opium *ruler smack* Baldi, Baldi, Baldi Basics Failed all of my equations Quiz everybody walkin' A ginger soul's for the taking Baldi wants boing boing, some sloppy, some toppy Somebody come tug on my balls They make it clap with no hands Get out while you still can Can, can, can, caaaan- (You need to purchase Baldi-) [Verse 4: Baldi (Light)] Spiky red, turtleneck, fought satanic kids-kids Funkin' shit was a hit, and now you exist-xist Run away, run away, meter never drains-drains You will regret hearing every sound you make-make I need more medicine, I don't want your herbs Take so much of it 'til it fucking hurts Take so much, like I'm savin' it for later I can touch the sky, Baldi on the elevatorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr SHUH! Distant memories, but for them the shots still ring A sympathy of screams silenced by your OSTs Life flashed before their eyes, knowing they weren't safe Never getting payback, just your monetary gain Coping with the loss, like you had any place Yelling the real victims were video games Empathy deficient, morality shattered Building sites off sights of disaster If parodying Columbine and tragedy's fair Tankman replacing you's Tiananmen Squa-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a- [Outro: Baldi] Well that was just wonderful...