CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Minecraft vs. Little Big Planet
RAP BATTLE!
Steve!
Versus!
Sackboy!
BEGIN!
What's a couple little planets
To domains that are limitless?
Your sh*tty sandbox
Could be my kitten's litter bin
I'm a, Smash hit
And a, great digger
Forget bedrock, I can
Break Twitter
You got some geeks hyped
With your PS5 title, yo
But lost your creativity
Now you're stuck in Survival Mode
Ripping sh*t from Mario
Couldn't get you on track, boy
Stole so many parts
That they should call you Ransackboy
I thought your bubble's burst, so
Who would have expected
That it must've turned to night
Because the dead's been resurrected
Yeah, you built all these platforms
Your game couldn't get one
This fool's made of wool
It makes sense that you're slept on
Sackboy's the face of space exploration
You ravage landscapes for exploitation
Keep raidin' natives
To farm up their trades then
You'll find me saving a slave population
What happened to the indie game with blocks
That had you think outside the box
You went from herding cows
To getting milked for every drop
No one cares about your Dungeons
Or Pokémon, stop!
How can your world be infinite
When you fell off...? *ahem*
So what's poppin?
It's the pocket puppet
And I'm here to pull the strings
You got a single hotbar
While I got a poppit full of em
I'm pullin up the poppies for your funeral
I'll bury you
6 blocks deep, you see lava there?
I'm daring you
Your flatland's sacked
Yeah this sock's poggers
I'm not bothered
I could drop ya like a hot hopper
Ain't see a track that bad
Since you mocked Usher
Ironic you're leavin' the box office
Without a blockbuster
You've dug yourself a hole
Straight down and can't escape it
I've seen people fall less flat
In sack races
Your entire sack race is
More obscure than your return is
If you wanna be a hot topic
Hop into my furnace
Yeah, your memes got you put into Smash
But is it a shock that
They thought to invite ya?
With let's players taking advantage of fans
All you seem to do right
Is lure creepers to miners
They say third time's the charm
But you're proof that's a lie
Since your third game scared off
Your fans and Stephen Fry
There's a trillion chance
You could get Dream's trades
Still more likely than someone
Playing your Dreams game!
Oh dang
Guess you're the reason
They cut your team quick
Mojang's
Just like netherrack, we always keep lit
Okay
That's how your releases were received then
Sony's sick of your stickers
And shoved them where your seam splits
Squaring 'gainst my level of experience
Will cost you
Couldn't graze my skin when you've been
Hiding in a costume
You'd only ever blow up
If you self-destruct
This battle's like the negativitron
PS: you suck
Look, I saved a marriage
Alex said you wrecked yours
You couldn't last a single round
Of f**kin Bedwars
It's the L-B-P MC against Steve
Who couldn't handle beats
With a million of his beetroots
Swedes used to be neutral until Minecon
Fired Notch cause he turned
Minecraft to Mein Kampf
Wreckin' the Collector and restoring hope
You couldn't keep a Stronghold
Now there's cobwebs on your Story Mode
And once your geek fandom
Sees the damage I've done
Not even PewDiePie could help you come back from this one
WHO WON?
WHO'S NEXT?
YOU DECIDE!
THE NEXT RAP BATTLE IS ON THE WAY!
Steve!
Versus!
Sackboy!
BEGIN!
What's a couple little planets
To domains that are limitless?
Your sh*tty sandbox
Could be my kitten's litter bin
I'm a, Smash hit
And a, great digger
Forget bedrock, I can
Break Twitter
You got some geeks hyped
With your PS5 title, yo
But lost your creativity
Now you're stuck in Survival Mode
Ripping sh*t from Mario
Couldn't get you on track, boy
Stole so many parts
That they should call you Ransackboy
I thought your bubble's burst, so
Who would have expected
That it must've turned to night
Because the dead's been resurrected
Yeah, you built all these platforms
Your game couldn't get one
This fool's made of wool
It makes sense that you're slept on
Sackboy's the face of space exploration
You ravage landscapes for exploitation
Keep raidin' natives
To farm up their trades then
You'll find me saving a slave population
What happened to the indie game with blocks
That had you think outside the box
You went from herding cows
To getting milked for every drop
No one cares about your Dungeons
Or Pokémon, stop!
How can your world be infinite
When you fell off...? *ahem*
So what's poppin?
It's the pocket puppet
And I'm here to pull the strings
You got a single hotbar
While I got a poppit full of em
I'm pullin up the poppies for your funeral
I'll bury you
6 blocks deep, you see lava there?
I'm daring you
Your flatland's sacked
Yeah this sock's poggers
I'm not bothered
I could drop ya like a hot hopper
Ain't see a track that bad
Since you mocked Usher
Ironic you're leavin' the box office
Without a blockbuster
You've dug yourself a hole
Straight down and can't escape it
I've seen people fall less flat
In sack races
Your entire sack race is
More obscure than your return is
If you wanna be a hot topic
Hop into my furnace
Yeah, your memes got you put into Smash
But is it a shock that
They thought to invite ya?
With let's players taking advantage of fans
All you seem to do right
Is lure creepers to miners
They say third time's the charm
But you're proof that's a lie
Since your third game scared off
Your fans and Stephen Fry
There's a trillion chance
You could get Dream's trades
Still more likely than someone
Playing your Dreams game!
Oh dang
Guess you're the reason
They cut your team quick
Mojang's
Just like netherrack, we always keep lit
Okay
That's how your releases were received then
Sony's sick of your stickers
And shoved them where your seam splits
Squaring 'gainst my level of experience
Will cost you
Couldn't graze my skin when you've been
Hiding in a costume
You'd only ever blow up
If you self-destruct
This battle's like the negativitron
PS: you suck
Look, I saved a marriage
Alex said you wrecked yours
You couldn't last a single round
Of f**kin Bedwars
It's the L-B-P MC against Steve
Who couldn't handle beats
With a million of his beetroots
Swedes used to be neutral until Minecon
Fired Notch cause he turned
Minecraft to Mein Kampf
Wreckin' the Collector and restoring hope
You couldn't keep a Stronghold
Now there's cobwebs on your Story Mode
And once your geek fandom
Sees the damage I've done
Not even PewDiePie could help you come back from this one
WHO WON?
WHO'S NEXT?
YOU DECIDE!
THE NEXT RAP BATTLE IS ON THE WAY!
