Freddy Krueger vs Wolverine lyrics

[Freddy Krueger:]

1, 2, Freddy's coming for you,

3, 4, better lock your- lock your- lock your- lock your-

Welcome to prime time, bitch! Better stay awake like a meth head.

Spread red on your bedspread 'til you're lying there in your deathbed.

You got a healing factor? I got a kill bitches on the ceiling factor!

Under that mask, you're a singer/actor. Under my skin, I'm a slasher/slasher!

Bitch! I come from Wes Craven's twisted mind.

You come from comic books that kids get when they're well behaved at Christmas time.

Flock of Seagulls called: they want their hairstyle returned,

(Haha!) And that wasn't even my main diss, it was just a side burn.

[Wolverine:]

Nice glove, bub, but I'm real from bones to teeth.

And that claw is like a strap on: there's a pussy underneath.

Don't sleep? That's all you got for me? Could defeat your ass with a cup of tea!

I been to hell and back and whooped Satan's ass, you got beat by a Nancy on Elm Street!

(Ha!) You wanna talk about burns, mac?

The PTA turned your face into Deadpool's ballsack,

Wrapped in a Where's Waldo? sweater,

Jason can't talk and he rocks the mic better!

So step into my catnap, see if you can hack that, better hang on to your whack hat,

'Cause your worst nightmare ain't Hugh Jack shit compared to the least of my Weapon X flashbacks!

I'm the adamantium champion X-man!

You'll only ever be half of Edward Scissorhands!

So don't get me more pissed, chump.

I'll take your whole franchise out with a fist bump!

[Freddy Krueger:]

Look at the size of your body! How could I possibly think I'm in trouble?

I can't tell the difference between your action figure and your stunt double!

What's the matter? You look tired, eh?

I'll be in your bed tonight, unlike Jean Grey!

As for me, I'm a chick magnet,

So heavy metal bitches are real attracted.

What the fuck is a wolverine? Some kind of an angry beaver?

I was more intimidated by a tiny Canadian the first time I saw Justin Bieber!

[Wolverine:]

(Aaargh!) That verse stung, bub, but I've already recovered.

I'll call you tomorrow morning if I need my toast buttered.

I ain't got time for this. I'm saving the world. What qualities do you bring?

You're a pedophile from the Midwest. At least R. Kelly could sing!

So you've got the wrong room if you're looking for fear.

Only thing scares me is a fridge with no beer!

That face tells me you've met your match,

But come back if you've got another itch to scratch!

• Artist:Epic Rap Battles of History