Caged Epic Rap Battles Of History (AI generated)

**Moot (4chan):**
Yo, it's Moot in the booth, founder of the meme stream,
King of the boards where the web learned to dream.
I made the internet wild, raw, and unfiltered,
Your soyjak hive's just a meme that's wilted!

You took my scraps, tried to build a domain,
But soy-fueled parties can’t handle the pain.
Your site's a cheap echo, a knockoff game,
While I’m an internet legend—you’re chasing my fame.

---

**Soot (soyjak.party):**
Oh, look, it’s Moot, the pioneer of cringe,
A relic from the past who couldn't hold a hinge.
You left your kingdom for cash, sold out and fled,
While I built a soy empire, breaking new threads!

4chan's a fossil, your glory is faded,
I’m serving fresh memes, your boards are outdated.
Soyjak's the symbol of chaos refined,
While your boards rot, lost to the sands of time.

---

**Moot:**
Refined chaos? More like dumpster-tier chatter,
Your soy meme squad’s just weak pitter-patter.
I built a culture, a legacy vast,
Your party’s just a footnote in memes that won’t last.

You mock the old guard, but truth burns bright,
I’m the spark that lit the internet’s first fight.
Soot’s soy saga? A flash in the pan—
I’m the original, unmatched Internet man.

---

**Soot:**
Original? Yeah, the *OG quitter*!
You ran when it got tough, left your boards in the litter.
Your “legacy” is trolls and chaos unbound,
While soy reigns supreme, my memes wear the crown.

4chan’s the graveyard of edgelord dreams,
Soyjak’s the new king of dank meme streams.
Bow to Soot, the new memetic tide—
Moot’s just history, eclipsed by my stride.
 
**Kuz:**
It's Kuz on the mic, the original founder,
Built this house from the ground—don't doubt the grounder.
You think you're the king? Nah, you're just a squatter,
You’re drowning in my legacy—someone get this man water!

I ran soyjak.party like a meme tycoon,
You just cruise on the fumes, a sinking balloon.
Your reign's a flop, a soy-filled farce,
While I left my mark, you’ll just fade into sparse.

---

**Froot:**
Yo, it’s Froot, the one who kept this site alive,
You bailed like a coward when you couldn’t survive.
You’re no tycoon, Kuz—you’re a has-been hack,
I took what you started and brought the memes back!

Your legacy’s weak, your grip was loose,
While I steer the party, you made the recluse.
Step aside, Kuz, your time’s expired,
Your throne’s been claimed—by someone admired.

---

**Kuz:**
Admired? More like despised by the crew,
You’re a meme tyrant—they’re laughing at you.
You call it survival, I call it disgrace,
Soyjak.party deserves a better face.

Your management’s shoddy, your vision’s unclear,
The party’s a circus, the soy's insincere.
While I laid the foundation, you cracked the walls,
The site’s collapsing, and it’s all your fault!

---

**Froot:**
Cracked walls? I rebuilt what you wrecked,
Took the chaos you left and gave it respect.
You’re living in the past, Kuz, stuck in the muck,
While I’m driving soy memes like a monster truck!

Your “legacy” is nothing but internet grime,
I’ve turned it around, gave it rhythm and rhyme.
So pack your bags, Kuz, your era is through,
Froot’s the future—step back, deja vu!
 
@panchito
EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!
TERRY DAVIS
VERSUS
FRANCIS E DEEEEEC BEGIN

**Terry Davis:**
Yo, I'm Terry Davis, God's chosen coder, divine inspiration on my mental loader.
Built TempleOS, the Holy Grail of OSes, no bugs here, it's blessed with holy guesses.
Francis Dec, you're just full of schemes, spewing rants about paranoid dreams.
My system runs pure, no need for your hate, your conspiracies? Sorry, they're out of date!

**Francis E. Dec:**
Oh, it's Francis Dec, the man with the truth, exposing brain control since my youth.
Terry, you're blinded, a pawn in their game, the machine-empire's setting your claim to fame!
TempleOS? It's part of their ploy, fake holiness to manipulate and destroy.
Wake up, Davis, and join the fight, the computer-god conspirators rule the night!

**Terry Davis:**
Your conspiracies lack logic, they're just wild tales, I'm communicating with God, who never fails!
My OS is the light, shining truth on the land, your delusions crumble like castles of sand.
You speak of conspiracies, plots, and control, but I'm building a temple for the divine soul!
So take your rants, Dec, and step aside, in this battle of minds, I take God's side!

**Francis E. Dec:**
Step aside? Never! I'll rant 'til the end, the truth will rise, no need to pretend.
Terry, you've been duped, can't you see? The machine overlords controlling thee.
You call it divine, I call it a trap, your holy OS is a surveillance app.
I'll keep shouting loud against the cyber curse, Dec wins the round with this fiery verse!
holy zased both the whole thing and the victor
get my updoots kind stranger
 
**Sheriff Chitwood:**
This is Sheriff Chitwood, stepping into the ring,
Law and order in my veins, hear the justice I bring.
Ruben Sim? Just a troll with no real clout,
Your online antics? I’ll sort them out.

You thrive on drama, but you can't compete,
I’m keeping the streets clean while you’re glued to your seat.
Stay in your lane, Ruben, don’t test my might,
I’m the law around here, and I’m always right.

---

**Ruben Sim:**
Oh, Sheriff Chitwood, flexing your badge,
But your outdated swagger? Just a worn-out badge.
You claim law and order, but you’re stuck in the past,
While I run the future—you’re fading fast.

I’m the rogue of the net, the digital king,
While you’re chasing headlines, I’m doing my thing.
Your power’s just borrowed, it won’t last long,
Ruben Sim’s on the rise, and I’m proving you wrong.

---

**Sheriff Chitwood:**
The rogue of the net? That’s a title you’ve earned,
But your reputation’s shattered, bridges burned.
You mess with the law? Now you’re in my zone,
Step up to the sheriff, feel the weight of my throne.

I don’t fear your rise; I’ll watch it fall,
Ruben Sim’s empire? Nothing but small.
I’m here to protect, while you just disrupt,
In this battle of wits, you’re thoroughly trumped.

---

**Ruben Sim:**
Your throne’s built on ego, your fame’s a facade,
While I’ve carved out a legacy—flawed but broad.
Keep policing shadows, chasing ghosts online,
I’m creating a storm while you’re wasting your time.

Sheriff Chitwood, you’re a relic at best,
Ruben Sim’s the future, no contest.
So take your badge, your speeches, your pride,
This game’s mine now—step aside.
 
**Anthony Fauci:**
It’s Dr. Fauci, the science czar,
Guiding through pandemics, I’ve raised the bar.
Decades in the game, saving countless lives,
While you’re scheming in Davos with corporate ties.

You push the "Great Reset," but who’s it for?
The one percent, while the rest stay poor.
I’ve dealt with viruses, but here’s the twist:
Your global agendas are the real public risk.

---

**Klaus Schwab:**
Ach, Dr. Fauci, how quaint, how small,
Your pandemic fame won’t outlast it all.
The World Economic Forum? We set the stage,
Shaping the future while you age in a cage.

You play with science; I sculpt the globe,
From climate to commerce, I’ve worn every robe.
Your “guidance” falters; you’re stuck in the past,
While I’m forging a world designed to last.

---

**Fauci:**
Your “world design” is a dystopian dream,
Corporate overlords pulling every scheme.
You preach equality but push the elite,
I’m the man on the ground, boots on the street.

You’re rewriting the rules for power and cash,
But the world sees through your Davos flash.
Your plans are illusions, a house of smoke,
The people demand truth, not your oligarch choke.

---

**Schwab:**
Science czar, please, your claims are absurd,
Your bureaucratic chaos is all that’s heard.
I’m building a future, you cling to today,
Your time in the limelight will wither away.

You fight little battles, I strategize the globe,
Rewriting the narrative, I’m in control.
Fauci, take your bow, your curtain call,
Schwab’s the architect—transcending it all.
 
**Mist:**
It’s Mist in the mix, the Soycraft queen,
Running gamenights, I’m the server machine.
From Soytopia to modded craft, I reign,
While Lolkek’s legacy is nothing but pain.

You’re a rogue admin, a booru disgrace,
Deleting posts, leaving chaos in your place.
I build communities; you tear them apart,
Your name’s a joke, no soul, no heart.

---

**Lolkek:**
Oh, Mist, you’re a janny with delusions of power,
Your Soycraft empire? It’s set to sour.
You call yourself queen, but you’re just a pawn,
While I’ve left my mark, your fame’s a con.

I ran the booru, the first of its kind,
Your gamenights are weak, a waste of time.
You think you’re a legend, but here’s the twist:
You’re just a joke, a name in the mist.

---

**Mist:**
A joke? Please, I’m the headline act,
While your booru antics are a matter of fact.
You wiped the SoyBooru, twice in a row,
A tantrum so petty, your true colors show.

I’ve got elections, events, a thriving scene,
While your reign was a nightmare, a bad dream.
Step aside, Lolkek, your time is done,
Mist is the future, I’ve already won.

---

**Lolkek:**
Won? That’s rich, coming from you,
A janny with no clue what real leaders do.
I shook the system, made waves, caused a stir,
While you play it safe, a follower, not a spur.

Your Soytopia’s fleeting, it won’t last long,
While my chaos echoes, forever strong.
Mist, you’re a shadow, a fleeting trend,
Lolkek’s the name they’ll remember in the end.
 
**Warrior-Z:**
It’s Warrior-Z, the debater supreme,
I dominate the boards, living the dream.
From powerscaling to theology fights,
I’m the SoyBooru king, bringing the lights.

Captain Coal, you’re a chaotic mess,
Hacking the boards, leaving users in distress.
You call yourself “God,” but you’re just a clown,
I’m the real deal, wearing the crown.

---

**Captain Coal:**
Oh, Warrior-Z, your rhymes are weak,
Your debates are a joke, your fame’s a peak.
I hijacked the party, left my mark,
While you spammed copypastas in the dark.

You’re a wannabe king, a soy-soaked fool,
I rewrote the rules, I’m breaking the school.
Your powerscaling’s lame, your theology’s dry,
Captain Coal’s chaos will make you cry.

---

**Warrior-Z:**
Cry? Please, I’m the master of flame,
Your antics are petty, your chaos is lame.
You deleted the boards, revealed IPs,
But your reign was short, brought to its knees.

I’m the voice of reason, the debater’s choice,
While your legacy’s noise, a fading voice.
Captain Coal, your time is done,
Warrior-Z’s battles are second to none.

---

**Captain Coal:**
Second to none? That’s a laughable claim,
Your debates are a circus, your fame’s just a name.
I brought the fire, the brimstone, the heat,
While you’re stuck in your threads, tasting defeat.

I’m the pirate king, the chaos you fear,
Your reign’s a mirage, it’ll disappear.
So bow to the captain, the ruler of coal,
Your legacy’s ash, I’m taking the whole.
 
**Studio Massa:**
It’s Studio Massa, the Dutch animation king,
Creator of memes that make the internet sing.
From Ongezellig to history’s tales,
I’m crafting art while your legacy fails.

Huwabag, your “art” is a disgrace,
Degenerate drawings that pollute the space.
I’m a cultural force, a meme pioneer,
While you’re just a gooner, let’s make that clear.

---

**Huwabag:**
Oh, Massa, your rhymes are as stale as your show,
Ongezellig’s dead, and your fans let you know.
You hate your own base, you canceled in spite,
While I drew chaos, igniting the night.

You call yourself an artist? That’s a joke,
Your animations are cringe, your legacy’s broke.
I’m the drawfag legend, the Soytan’s flame,
While you’re just a footnote, a forgotten name.

---

**Studio Massa:**
Forgotten? Please, I’m a meme machine,
Your Soytan comics are obscene.
I’ve got history, culture, a creative spark,
While your work’s a stain, a blot in the dark.

You thrive on shock, but it won’t last,
Your fame’s a flicker, fading fast.
I’m the animator supreme, the Dutch pride,
While your degenerate antics are cast aside.

---

**Huwabag:**
Supreme? You’re delusional, clinging to the past,
Your Ongezellig hype? It couldn’t last.
I’m the chaos bringer, the art unchained,
While your sanitized memes are painfully plain.

You think you’re a legend, but here’s the truth,
Your work’s a relic, I’m the uncouth.
Huwabag’s name will echo through time,
While Massa’s fades, forgotten in rhyme.
 
**Satoko Houjou Fan:**
It’s Satoko Houjou Fan, the nationalist pride,
Mexican-German, I’m a cultural tide.
I ruled the Booru, a weeb with a plan,
While P#BLM’s just a flash in the pan.

You’re a comic creator? Your work’s a bore,
Your leebait’s stale, it’s been done before.
I’m the obsessed legend, a name they all know,
While your fame’s a trickle, I’m the meme flow.

---

**P#BLM:**
Oh, Satoko, your rhymes are as weak as your takes,
Your nationalist rants? Just internet fakes.
You call yourself a legend, but here’s the deal,
Your posts are cringe, your appeal’s not real.

I’m the leebait master, the comic king,
While you’re stuck in the past, I’m doing my thing.
Your weeb obsession’s a joke, a sad little phase,
While my art ignites the party, setting it ablaze.

---

**Satoko Houjou Fan:**
Ignites the party? More like dims the light,
Your comics are coal, they’re not even bright.
I’ve battled Italians, I’ve fought the wars,
While you scribble nonsense behind closed doors.

Your fame’s a flicker, it won’t last long,
While my legacy’s eternal, my impact strong.
P#BLM, step aside, you’re out of your league,
Satoko’s the name that the Soyjak fans need.

---

**P#BLM:**
Eternal? Please, your time’s long gone,
Your nationalist shtick? A tired old song.
I’m the future of memes, the creative spark,
While your posts are relics, lost in the dark.

You fought your wars, but what did you gain?
A reputation of cringe, a legacy of pain.
P#BLM’s the name they’ll remember with pride,
While Satoko fades, cast to the side.
 
**Joel:**
It’s Joel in the house, the Warlock supreme,
From slopjaks to trolling, I’m living the dream.
You’re just Barneyfag, stuck in the past,
While I’m the chaos, the meme that’ll last.

I spammed the boards, made the soy flow,
Your crusade’s a joke, it’s time to let go.
Lee Goldson, your legacy’s lame,
I’m the king of the soysphere, remember my name.

---

**Lee Goldson:**
Oh, Joel, you’re a clown, a wannabe star,
Your slopjak spam? Won’t get you far.
I’ve fought bronies, a decade-long fight,
While you’re just a flash, gone overnight.

You think you’re chaos? I’m the OG flame,
Barneyfag’s the legend, you’re just a name.
Your trolling’s weak, your impact’s small,
I’m the scourge of cringe, I’ve outlasted them all.

---

**Joel:**
Outlasted? Please, you’re a relic, a bore,
Your Barney obsession? We’ve heard it before.
I’m the Warlock, the meme machine,
While you’re stuck chasing ponies on the screen.

Your decade of hate is a sad little tale,
I’m the new wave, the Soyjak gale.
Lee Goldson, step aside, you’re done,
The soysphere’s mine—I’ve already won.

---

**Lee Goldson:**
Won? That’s rich, coming from you,
A namefag troll with nothing to do.
I’ve shaped the boards, I’ve set the tone,
While you’re just noise, a dog with no bone.

Your slopjaks are trash, your spam’s a disgrace,
I’m the legend of cringe, you’re losing this race.
Joel, take your memes and crawl back to the void,
Barneyfag reigns, your legacy’s destroyed.
 
*Terry Crews:**
It’s Terry Crews, the drama machine,
Namefag supreme, I’m the Soyjak queen.
I stir the pot, bring chaos to the scene,
While Drawkleki’s art is barely seen.

You’re a scribbler, a doodler, a joke at best,
I’m the one they talk about, I’m the real test.
Your sketches are coal, they don’t even shine,
While my name’s in lights, I’m the headline.

---

**Drawkleki:**
Oh, Terry, your rhymes are as weak as your clout,
Your drama’s a joke, what’s that all about?
You’re a namefag mess, a chaotic spree,
While I craft the jaks that define history.

My art’s a gem, your antics are coal,
You’re a flash in the pan, I’m the heart and soul.
Keep stirring the pot, it won’t make you great,
Drawkleki’s the legend, your fame’s second-rate.

---

**Terry Crews:**
Legend? Please, your art’s a bore,
I’m the one they remember, the one they adore.
You hide behind sketches, afraid to fight,
While I dominate threads, I’m the spotlight.

Your legacy’s weak, your impact’s small,
I’m the chaos queen, I’ve outshined them all.
Drawkleki, step back, you’re out of your league,
Terry Crews reigns, unmatched intrigue.

---

**Drawkleki:**
Unmatched? That’s rich, coming from you,
A namefag disaster, your fame’s askew.
I build the culture, the art, the lore,
While you’re just noise, a tiresome chore.

Your chaos is fleeting, my art will last,
Terry Crews, your time is the past.
Drawkleki’s the future, the Soyjak star,
While you fade away, I’ll raise the bar.
 
**Baritone:**
It’s Baritone, the voice that commands,
I’m the sharty’s maestro, with memes in my hands.
Togglebot, you’re a relic, a namefag disgrace,
Your brimstone posts? Just coal in the space.

I’m the harmony, the rhythm, the flow,
While your legacy’s dust, a forgotten show.
You got bullied off the boards, couldn’t take the heat,
Baritone’s the conductor, you’re stuck on repeat.

---

**Togglebot:**
Oh, Baritone, your rhymes are off-key,
Your “maestro” act? Doesn’t impress me.
I was the chaos, the spark, the flame,
While you’re just noise, a forgettable name.

You call me a relic, but here’s the twist,
I’m the boogeyman they can’t resist.
Your harmony’s weak, your rhythm’s a bore,
Togglebot’s the legend they’ll always adore.

---

**Baritone:**
Adore? Please, you’re a meme gone stale,
Your posts were brimstone, a toxic trail.
I’m the melody, the art, the finesse,
While your name’s a punchline, a total mess.

You faded away, couldn’t handle the game,
While Baritone’s voice still echoes my name.
Step aside, Togglebot, your time is done,
I’m the symphony, the victorious one.

---

**Togglebot:**
Victorious? That’s a laughable claim,
Your “melody” is bland, your rhymes are tame.
I brought the chaos, the drama, the fire,
While your dull act fails to inspire.

You’re a conductor? More like a clown,
Baritone’s legacy is going down.
Togglebot’s the name that’ll never fade,
I’m the true icon, the mark I’ve made.
 
**Sobot:**
It’s Sobot, the mod with the fiery rep,
Kuz’s “one good janny,” I’ve got the pep.
From London streets to the Soyjak scene,
I ruled the boards, kept the party clean.

Gem Control, you’re a schizo mess,
Alt-abusing antics? You’re causing distress.
I’m the Kuzist king, the mod they all trust,
While your wiki games crumble to dust.

---

**Gem Control:**
Sobot, your rhymes are as weak as your stance,
You got booted twice—couldn’t handle the dance.
I’m the soy historian, the meme pioneer,
While you’re just a mod who’s no longer here.

You catfished the party, a scandalous tale,
While I built the lore, my impact prevails.
Your legacy’s a joke, your reign was a flop,
Gem Control’s the name that’ll never stop.

---

**Sobot:**
Never stop? You’re stuck in exile, my friend,
Your alt abuse spree brought your reign to an end.
I kept the boards running, I held the line,
While your schemes fell apart, no longer divine.

You’re a wiki user, a lowly role,
I was the mod who controlled the whole.
Gem Control, step back, you’re out of your depth,
Sobot’s the legend, the name they respect.

---

**Gem Control:**
Respect? That’s rich, coming from you,
A mod who got fired—what else is new?
I shaped the memes, I crafted the lore,
While you’re just a joke, forgotten and poor.

Your “legend” is fading, your time is done,
Gem Control’s the future, I’ve already won.
So take your Kuzist pride and step aside,
The wiki’s my kingdom, where I preside.
 
Soytube Kids: It’s Soytube Kids, the algorithm’s ace, Teaching numbers and colors, I’m owning the space. Bright colors, big views, I’m raising the next gen, While CobsonTALKS is stuck ranting in his den.

Your streams are chaos, your shorts are weak, I’m the king of the kids, the future I speak. You’re a splintered mess, a fading trend, While my content loops, I’ll never end.


CobsonTALKS: Oh, Soytube Kids, your rhymes are bland, Your “educational” vids? A cash-grab scam. You trap toddlers in a dopamine loop, While I raid Roblox, leading the troop.

I’m the Talkie king, the splinter’s pride, Your kiddie jingles can’t match my stride. You’re a puppet of the algo, a soulless grind, While I’m making waves, leaving you behind.


Soytube Kids: Waves? Please, you’re a drop in the sea, My views hit millions, you can’t compete with me. Your raids are a joke, your streams are coal, I’m the gem of the party, I’m in control.

You call yourself king, but here’s the truth, Your splinter’s shutting down, I’ve got the proof. Soytube Kids is eternal, a viral spree, While Cobson fades into obscurity.


CobsonTALKS: Eternal? Nah, you’re a flash in the pan, A soulless machine with no real plan. I’m the voice of the party, the chaos you fear, While your kiddie empire will soon disappear.

I’ve got the raids, the streams, the clout, While your content’s hollow, there’s no doubt. CobsonTALKS is the legend, the name they’ll shout, Soytube Kids, your time is running out.
 
**Soygoy:**
Yo, it’s Soygoy, the furry with finesse,
British-born, I’m the king, no less.
Lute, you’re just a shadow, a wannabe star,
Jakparty’s over, you’ve gone too far.

I’m the soy supreme, the jak with the beam,
Your schemes are weak, just a broken dream.
I’m the furry fury, the blog’s top story,
While you’re stuck in the past, lost in your glory!

---

**Lute:**
Hold up, Soygoy, your rhymes are stale,
I’m Lute, the legend, I’ll tip the scale.
Jakparty’s mine, I built it from scratch,
While you’re busy chasing clout, trying to catch.

I’m the decentralizer, the culture’s knight,
You’re just a meme, fading out of sight.
Soygoy, step back, you’re out of your league,
I’m the anti-Kuz king, you’re just fatigue!
 
**Broot:**
I’m Broot, the admin, the blog’s true king,
Built the Schlog from scratch, hear the echoes ring.
You’re just a shadow, a whisper, a name,
Janon, your conspiracy’s a losing game.

I’m the architect, the Soysphere’s pride,
While you’re stuck in the past, nowhere to hide.
I’ve got Cobson, Soyak, the jaks on my side,
Janon, step back, it’s a rough ride!

---

**Janon:**
Oh, Broot, you think you’re the boss of the scene?
I’m Janon, the rogue, the janny unseen.
Leaked the truth, broke the chains, set the stage,
While you’re busy with your blog, trapped in a cage.

Your Schlog’s just a forum, a fleeting trend,
I’m the legend, the myth, the one they defend.
Trust the plan, Broot, your reign’s a facade,
I’m the Sharty's true demigod!
 
**Albert:**
Yo, it’s Albert in the house, time to light the fuse,
With the IAS scale, I don’t ever lose.
The Soyvil War, yeah, I played my part,
Switching sides? Strategic, a work of art.

I’m the legend of legends, the Jak on the rise,
Bulgarian, face it, you’re out of your skies.
With my booru skills and Soytan flair,
You’re just a dusty relic with a vacant stare.

---

**The Bulgarian:**
Albert, you boast, but your ego’s inflated,
Your flip-flop loyalty leaves you outdated.
I’m The Bulgarian, with art that’s divine,
While your countrywar antics? Just a decline.

I’ve seen wars and memes; I’ve battled the best,
You’re just a pretender failing the test.
Soyvil’s true vet, I stand my ground,
Your legacy’s hollow, nowhere profound.

---

**Albert:**
Oh, you think your art can make you the king?
I’m the Jak of revolution, I bring the sting.
While you’re sketching history, I shape the tide,
The Soyosphere bows to my righteous guide.

I’m the judge, the jury, the Jak supreme,
Bulgarian, you’re faded like a long-lost dream.
Your art’s a relic, your rhymes are dry,
Step to me again, and you’ll kiss the sky!

---

**The Bulgarian:**
Albert, you talk, but your words are a bore,
I’m the Soyjak Picasso, the one they adore.
I painted the wars; I etched the lore,
While you just rambled and settled the score.

Your judgment’s flawed, your vision’s skewed,
You sold your soul; your loyalty’s subdued.
I’m the jak with heart, the one who stayed true,
Albert, in this battle, I’ve outshined you!
 
**Soytan:**
Yo, it’s Soytan, the queen of the Jak scene,
A soy bottle goddess, the meme machine.
From the Sharty to the Jarty, I reign supreme,
Yotsoyba, you’re just a washed-up dream.

I’m the mascot of legends, the PNG queen,
Your manga roots? Obscure and unseen.
I’ve got the soy power, the nerdy appeal,
While you’re stuck in the past, trying to deal.

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**Yotsoyba:**
Hold up, Soytan, your rhymes are weak,
I’m Yotsoyba, the OG, the peak.
From 4chan’s heart, I’ve stood the test,
While you’re just a knockoff, second-best.

Your soy antics? A cringe display,
I’m the sacred icon, here to slay.
You’re just a trend, a fleeting phase,
While I’m eternal, the fandom’s blaze.

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**Soytan:**
Oh, Yotsoyba, your time has passed,
I’m the new wave, the icon that’ll last.
Your sacred status? A joke at best,
I’m the soy queen, forget the rest.

I’ve got the Switch, the nerdy charm,
While you’re stuck in nostalgia, raising alarm.
Step aside, Yotsoyba, your era’s done,
Soytan’s the future, I’ve already won.

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**Yotsoyba:**
Soytan, you’re bold, but your claims are hollow,
I’m the trailblazer, the one they follow.
Your soy bottle roots? A gimmick, a fad,
While I’m the classic, the culture’s nomad.

I’ve got the legacy, the timeless flair,
You’re just a phase, a moment to spare.
Bow down, Soytan, to the true mascot,
Yotsoyba forever, the legend you’re not.
 
**Jacksepticeye:**
Top of the mornin’, it’s Jack on the mic,
Gaming legend, I’m the one they like.
Jobe Smith, you’re stuck in cyberspace,
While I’m out here, taking over the place.

I’ve got 30 million fans, a global crew,
You’re just a glitch, a villain who’s through.
From Ireland to the world, I’m the real deal,
Jobe, your digital dreams? They don’t appeal.

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**Jobe Smith:**
Oh, Jack, you’re loud, but your rhymes are weak,
I’m the Cyber Christ, the future you seek.
I transcend reality, I’m a digital god,
While you’re just a gamer, a mere façade.

Your Let’s Plays are cute, but they’re no match,
For my intellect, my power, my virtual patch.
I’ll rewrite the code, take over your stream,
Jacksepticeye, you’re just a fleeting dream.

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**Jacksepticeye:**
Jobe, you’re delusional, stuck in your head,
Your “Cyber Christ” act? Better left for dead.
I’m the king of laughs, the master of fun,
While you’re just a villain, your story’s done.

I’ve got coffee, merch, and a loyal fanbase,
You’ve got a lawnmower and a losing race.
So take a step back, your reign is a joke,
Jack’s here to win, and that’s no hoax!

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**Jobe Smith:**
Laugh all you want, but I’m here to stay,
A digital overlord, paving the way.
Your jokes and memes? They’ll fade with time,
While I evolve, reaching heights sublime.

I’ll hack your streams, take over your show,
Jacksepticeye, it’s the end of your glow.
Bow to the future, the virtual king,
Jobe Smith reigns, let the victory ring!
 
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