User blog:ResonX/Elsa Vs. Elphaba (Moleman's Epic Rap Battles)

Author's Note: ''The following is the second of four lyrical crossover fanfiction blogs posted by me on this site, the latter three of which, this being the first of those, comprise the script for this video. The previous very first "part" is its own video which is long-since already publicly released and is linked on that respective blog of mine. All this is also part of a larger series of my making of which the rest is not Frozen-related.''

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'''MOLEMAN'S EPIC RAP BATTLES!!!!!!!!!! (SEASON 3!)'''

ELSA…

…VS…

…ELPHABA!!!!!!!!!!!

BEGIN!

• Elsa the Snow Queen: •

My skill's unlimited; each line unique as every flake of snow!

The trolls have prophesied your meltdown when you face my frigid flow.

Won't hide the unadulterated loathing for you that I feel;

Like Muppet rejects at the Tonys, all your glory I shall steal!

An icy icon in the making since the Disney days of old,

Who'll keep it chill through all your disses; sooner bothered by the cold.

When Anna whined for me to play, I'd shut her out like I was told,

But when they asked me, "Do You Want to Build a Franchise?" I was sold!

Go through your trapdoor and retreat the way you hauled it Out of Oz,

Before I skewer you For Good to "Dings" and "Dongs" and mass applause!

Even Fiyero still has brains enough to know you've not a hope in this:

Outdoing your entire Grimmerie of hocus-pocus tricks,

And as for Popularity, forget the Shiz you've heard,

'Cause next to me, your girlfriend doesn't know the meaning of the word!

I'm like the Tin Man: heartless to you when I brew a verbal blizzard!

Know the gloves are off; I'll screw you over worse than any Wizard.

For the Last Time in Forever now, your lights are getting doused;

Just like that twister did your sister in, I'm bringing down the house!

• Elphaba the Wicked Witch of the West: •

They say each story has two sides, but this'll be a straight-up slaughter;

Make you vanish like my namesake saint behind a veil of water.

Not That Theodora Girl or some one-eyed, dried-up old crone,

Nor do I hail from Southern lands, but still I'm coming for your throne!

This pretty dame's more like a little dog as far as I'm concerned:

You're undeserving of your title; let your auntie out her urn!

Step to the Triple-W? Your nerve is more than I can stomach:

Crossing me's far from a Good Deed, but it still won't go unpunished!

Had the bite to match my bark right from the time I left the womb;

I'm still more down-to-Earth than you while taking flight upon my broom!

You've Let your Sanity Go, blondie: your word-craft's bereft of taste;

And here I thought your long-lost brother was the one raised by the apes.

Your brain is Frozen if you think you'll thrive through throwing down with Thropp;

Unlike my junk, there's not a doubt which witch is coming out on top!

But One Short Minute's all it's gonna take for me to clean your clock,

With Wicked words whose verbal vitriol no act of love can stop,

When they all strike your heart and end the Life that you've been Dancing Through;

No One will Mourn me, 'cause the only one who's dying here is you.

• Elsa: •

I'll get your Goat Something Worse than what they did to Doctor Dillamond;

Even the Emerald City ain't got nothing on my brilliance!

It's clear you're green with envy, even with your skin aside;

In facing me, your situation's Gravity can't be Defied!

• Elphaba: •

Your wretched raps are like my poppies: potent at inducing slumber,

But I need no winged monkeys' help to tear your ass asunder!

I drop Ludicrously Fearsome Bombs! There's no way you can match this;

Butchering you worse than John Travolta's naming of our actress.

WHO WON? Elsa Elphaba