(Driver Nephi) EPIC RAP BATTLES OF FALLOUT!

DECILLEY MENTHIL!

VERSUS!

PLAZMUS IRONCLAD!

BEGIN!

(Plazmus) Finally! A challenge! I love competition!
Now where would I find my trophies from the Legion?
I'm into fitness, digging trenches through the battles!
Rough ridin' down to New Orleans like "Whats up, Bitches?!"
I keep my rhymes pure, like my food and drugs
I'm an Enclave stud, and you're a Brotherhood Lapdog!
I mean for Christ's sake! Look at that mug!
At least grow a spruce mustache and cover part of it up!
And let's face it, you're not all that great
You tossed away lives in Boulder City like they were scraps off your plate!
Your whole miserable faction is the size of ONE state!
I could see my way through running that without donning my new hat!
Don't go toe to toe with me, you stubborn weak dumb man!
Why don't you Do-Si-Do on over to a 12 step program!
I'll bust a trust fund lush with my American muscles!
So walk softly over here and give my big stick a suckles!

Pass me a cigar and a large glass of brandy
I'm about to take you out prematurely, like your family
I'm the Rhyme Paladin, fresh in some T-51 Armor
You look like a mix of Revolver Ocelot and a spetsnaz reject!
I was saving the world from an army of mutants
While you were back home, opening new settlements, yes!
With all those words in your mouth, you're going to choke hard
While I wake up every day and chain smoke cigars!
I'll fight you on the beaches
I'll fight you on the beats, yes!
Any way you want to fight I'll fight ya and I'll beat ya see?
I might be battling you even though I'm toasted
But tomorrow I'll be sober and you'll still be roasted!

My parents died, when I was young and it was morbid
But at least they didn't ditch me when they were alive like yours did!
Oh shit! Was that too soon?
Well Plazzy's dropping bombs! So you best go hide in your tomb!
You should be ashamed of your military honor!
Everyone knows you're back home like "Thank God for Colleen Blackwood!"
Don't worry, the Minutemen will give you a pass
Just change your poster to "Keep calm and kiss my cousin's ass!"

Steady there! I don't think it's very fair
For the Steel Vulture to melee with a Minuteman!
You're no man! You're an overrated Boy Scout
I should stuff you in a crib just so you can throw your toys out!
They put your fat head on a monument to save face
But if the Minutemen were a band, then you'd play bass!
Look at Ironclad! The dude's about to lose the bout to Menthil!
If a bullet to the chest won't stop you, my words will!

(Plazmus) A bullet can't stop the Ironclad!
PL will give DM the backhand!

(Decilley) Whatever shit you throw at me, I'll just return to sender!
I'll battle to the end and I will never surrender!

(Cook-Cook) WHO WON?! WHO'S NEXT?! YOU DECIDE!