King Dedede:
Let's a-do this bitches
The King's back to slay
You think you can beat me?
I can rap all day!
Time to time, you try to beat my rhymes
But you're so bad, it should be a crime!
You think you're cool, Mr. Meta Knight?
If you ask me, you only know how to fight!
I can help you from being a pathetic little nerd
But you know what they say
You can't polish a turd!
(OHHHHHHHH)
Meta Knight:
Oh boy, it's time to wreck a fat 'Lord'
Maybe after this, I can get a greater sword
It can be a pendant of the king I really hate
Lazy, annoying, and overweight!
You try and act so big while I'm already famous
While you're alone shoving food up your anus
Now sit back, relax, and enjoy the show
Let me show you how a proper rap goes
(thud)
Marx:
(laughs) What up, bitch?!
You guys are lame. Time for the cosmic jester to lay down some rhymes.
Marx:
(laughs)
It's me, the jester
The epitome of swagger
Here to wreck the nagging ass of you two braggers
Now watch me blow you away in a flash
As I showcase my true form and my fat stacks of cash (laughs)
King Dedede:
Looks like the kid decided to come out from his home
But meh, whatever
I'm gonna make you dome!
With my rhymes so hot that it will melt your face
Then after I take food home, I'll slap ya with a suitcase
Marx, you're a joke
Have you seen the way you look?
You look like something a 2-year-old drew in a colouring book
You think summoning is the way you'll come to power?
I think you should shower
Maybe it will stay an extra hour
Marx:
Oh boy, Triple-D
My fat lazy king
You trying to act cool?
Well, don't even try to sing!
Move aside, fatso
Cause I rule the day
I'm small but powerful
King Dedede:
And he's made of clay!
Marx:
Shut the hell up, you hammer loving freak
All you do all day is freaking streak!
Waddle Dees don't love you, our relationship is filled with lies
As soon we're in a contest I will win first prize
Come on! What's wrong? Kill me if you can
Try to go in my black hole as I watch you fail (laughs)
Meta Knight:
Oh jeez, it's Marx
I'm gonna need my glasses
Cause now this room has two big asses
Why are you here? You're gonna give me a fever
Go back home and cry to your believers
You act like you're slick, you act like you're swanky
But the closest you'll get is the opposite of lanky
Why do you even bother to act like a villain
When you only want us being Netflix and chillin'
Now hands in the air if you think Marx is whack
(everyone raises their hands)
There you go, Marx, there's your feedback
Marx:
Meta Knight
The star, the man of the hour
It's a shame that when you're fighting you just sit there and cower
Even Gim is better than you
If I were you, I'd be scared
Stay away from me even if you were prepared
I'm a cosmic jester, are you visually impaired?
Don't worry, cause no one really cared.
You think you're cool?
Well, let me give you a pitch
You're worthless, short and a downright bitch
You're just too short for your height
And you bring shame to the word "Knight"
King Dedede:
Shut up, Marx! No one likes you! You're a mess!
Meta Knight:
How can everyone like you if they don't know your address?
King Dedede:
You are a jester but you don't even have arms
Meta Knight:
Everyone won't use your sound as alarms
King Dedede:
You're annoying, little, and pretty much the bane of us all
Meta Knight:
Why don't you go to the swing and just fall
(KO!)
Marx:
No! (screams)