Pikachu vs Mewtwo by The infinite source Lyrics
[Verse 1: Pikachu]
Let me in the arena-better yet
The Poké-stadium
He might be a psychic type
But I can get inside his cranium
The Thunder One Cometh
The baddest Pika
Put me to the test
Look deep inside your mind, you'll find
That you agree that I'm the best
Back in the beginning
I got the number 1 pick
But don't worry, you get the title
Of the number 1 prick
Word sick-you weren't ready
I hear the rhyming, it's petty-Abbreviate it!
Fake swag
Mine can't be recreated
[Verse 2: Mewtwo]
That verse didn't even deserve
A backhand slap
Psystrike
Will put a halt to this angry little rat
I am the greatest
It's why they all still want more
While you look like something sold
At a children's toy store
I'm rare and I heat that
You're easy to capture
Hate to say it but
Your chances are as small as your stature
Take a 3-finger defeat
Even though you rap faster
A little Poké-pet
Vs one who has no master
[Verse 3: Pikachu]
Not just about my speed
But I'm unstoppable-
Probable that you would lose
I'm rested and ready, ability heavy
I think my opponent
Has just hit the snooze
Thunder Beast is back, remember-
Make ash of this pretender
I didn't start the battle
But promise, Pika will be the ender
Thunder Bolt!
Get a jolt
And a dose of reality
Me at 80%-
Is still a fuckin' fatality
It's the Pallet Town Prince
Fry my foes in a minute
I've got the heart and the talent
And this big kitten's a gimmick
[Verse 4: Mewtwo]
Your little Pika-moves are quick
But they couldn't have been blander
In my opinion
Ash should've chosen Charmander
I hope that this beating
Will give you some perspective
You're slow to the punch
And supposed to be a detective...
Advanced telekinesis
Will mean a swift conclusion
Or it could be the result
Of your stunted evolution
His little thunder disses-
I cruised right through
But for the greatest Poké-death in history
I choose you
Let me in the arena-better yet
The Poké-stadium
He might be a psychic type
But I can get inside his cranium
The Thunder One Cometh
The baddest Pika
Put me to the test
Look deep inside your mind, you'll find
That you agree that I'm the best
Back in the beginning
I got the number 1 pick
But don't worry, you get the title
Of the number 1 prick
Word sick-you weren't ready
I hear the rhyming, it's petty-Abbreviate it!
Fake swag
Mine can't be recreated
[Verse 2: Mewtwo]
That verse didn't even deserve
A backhand slap
Psystrike
Will put a halt to this angry little rat
I am the greatest
It's why they all still want more
While you look like something sold
At a children's toy store
I'm rare and I heat that
You're easy to capture
Hate to say it but
Your chances are as small as your stature
Take a 3-finger defeat
Even though you rap faster
A little Poké-pet
Vs one who has no master
[Verse 3: Pikachu]
Not just about my speed
But I'm unstoppable-
Probable that you would lose
I'm rested and ready, ability heavy
I think my opponent
Has just hit the snooze
Thunder Beast is back, remember-
Make ash of this pretender
I didn't start the battle
But promise, Pika will be the ender
Thunder Bolt!
Get a jolt
And a dose of reality
Me at 80%-
Is still a fuckin' fatality
It's the Pallet Town Prince
Fry my foes in a minute
I've got the heart and the talent
And this big kitten's a gimmick
[Verse 4: Mewtwo]
Your little Pika-moves are quick
But they couldn't have been blander
In my opinion
Ash should've chosen Charmander
I hope that this beating
Will give you some perspective
You're slow to the punch
And supposed to be a detective...
Advanced telekinesis
Will mean a swift conclusion
Or it could be the result
Of your stunted evolution
His little thunder disses-
I cruised right through
But for the greatest Poké-death in history
I choose you