"Who'll be the judge?" Jim asks.
Mr. Kevin steps forward. "I suppose I will."
Marmie raises an eyebrow, "Uhh, no offense, but--"
Mr. Kevin raises his hand. "I saw the birthing of hip-hop. I know a fair amount about the genre. I may have even won a few rap-battles myself." He tilts up his glasses proudly. The unwelcome image of Mr. Kevin in his checkered sweater and high-waisted khakis spitting out raps pops into my brain.
Crush interrupts, "Hold up, I can't --"
But it was too late. The beat picks up, and I can feel it racing through my veins. Lester takes a step forward, and the battle is on.
Lester:
My plan's already in place, there's nothing to compete
You can't slow my pace, so stop this silly beat
Crush:
L-listen up older brother,
Stop this or I'll call our mother
We don't have to fight one another
Destroy the satellite and let's be t-to-gether
Mr. Kevin remarks from beside me, "Hm. Together was a rough rhyme, but I'll let it pass." Was he seriously critiquing this?
Lester:
You think you can beat me?
Your brain is measly, you're beneath me,
and your hair looks like a blueberry.
Crush:
My hair may be blue,
but it's got more style than you.
Marmie:
OOOHHHH
Snap, that rap was blazing.
Wait is the ground shaking?
Harry:
Oh god, here it comes. Truth-quake confession number one.
Yo, Marmie, I think you're really hot. I'd be lying if I said I didn't like you a lot.
I'm sorry I act like a jerk, I just don't understand how feelings work
I gotta come clean, I like to dance and sing,
And I can't stop thinking about you and me
Also, I punch nerds, cause I'm insecure
Word.
Marmie:
Woah, dude.
Harry:
Sorry, was that rude?
Marmie:
Those raps were sicker than my aunt after a few holiday liquors.
The ground shakes some more.
Mr. Kevin:
Confession number two, I don't hate my wife
I still love her, she's the light of my life
She's like an angel from heaven--
Banana:
I'm sorry about that Mr. Kevin.
Maybe you should talk it out?
Mr. Kevin:
It wouldn't do any good, she just likes to shout.
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