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Ganta Igarashi:
Your DEAD END’s before a Deadman, you’re target number one
A fragile phone turns to scrap in the blast of the Ganta Gun!
I murder Snakes with Crows while you choke against children
So feel free to rap, or don’t. You’ve always made No Difference.

Yukiteru Amano:
0:22. Igarashi rashly chokes on the track.
I won’t take crap from weakly kids motivated by flashbacks
Got another school killer with which to have a heart to heart
Cause I’ve got a penchant for stopping criminals with a dart!

Ganta Igarashi:
You don't seem to get it, so I'll put it this way
Your romance was so bland your creator replaced you with Akise!
Go hide under your blanket, freak! Your world’s a blasphemous fallacy!
You’re no pal to me! Like Frank Zappa: absurdity’s your reality!
I’ll make a Carnival Corpse of this Stockholm Syndromed clown
Cast Points, break joints and make this bystander stand his ground
I’ve got that blood flow! I’m sorry, Condor, it’s a shame,
That he’ll be the second Yuki to be engulfed in flames!

Yukiteru Amano:
This goes for the both of us: to live, you have to win
But now I understand that awful rap was your Branch of Sin
In this Dog Race, I’ve got both the bark and bite of Hinata!
So don’t think of getting ahead of yourself like Azami, Ganta!
You’re naught but a Nameless Worm as that virus you’re infected with
A literal toxic brat! Even more-so than the Fifth!
In Survival Games, you couldn’t even win your prison hierarchy!
A myriad of death that Mosaics the Future... -Diary!

Shiro:
Don’t bully Ganta!
Raps taste better with a friend!

Ganta Igarashi:
No no Shiro! Stay back!

Shiro:
No worries Ganta, Shiro knows he won’t survive her rap attack!
Shiro will spit fiery raps! Like po-data chips, you blow!
Shiro will do upon you and the Ninth like how they did to Crow!

Wretched Egg:
The gloves are off. Ace Man is here, and he’s setting loose
on those with rhymes so systematic, I won’t hold back, Mother Goose.
First one out’s a rotten egg! Stick to wallowing in self pity.
Or I’ll knock you to you new a world… aren’t the stars so pretty?

Yuno Gasai:
I’m here for you Yuki~!
I’m Yuki’s armor to rival your bodysuit, pervert!
Leave you screaming bloody murder until all I hear are Murmurs!
Rewriting futures; I’m the jotter! I’ll do you in for Yuki, proper!
You goner! This stalker slaughters an airhead, ah~! I’ll pop her!
And her self righteous piece of shit blinder than that justice freak
Won’t make it bloodless! Make murder luscious any day of the week!
This fight’s pink and white! Sickly sweet versus frivolous and fruity!
And while you do it for the cookies, I’ll be in bed doing Yuki! (ahahaha~!)

Ganta Igarashi:
Your 10,000 years of solitude doesn’t stack up a G Block!
The last one standing, and the first mic to be dropped!

Yukiteru Amano:
This is like taking Candy from a baby, I’ve made like Yoh
Wood’s-pecker didn’t make it to third Ace, man ...Yuno.

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