A re-envisioning of my Jojo's bizarre rap battle track. It's a bit of a word vomit track, at 700 words in 3 minutes. (lyrics) "Good grief you must really want this beef then you better think fast best you catch this can of whoop-ass that's game set and match going to need a triple bypass ((good grief)) the names John quick like a flash in the pan I got the strength of Jonathan to break both your hands so you can never hold a fucking mic again, my bars have an Undisputed Harmony so Excuse me while I take a deep breath revive my Harmon and unleash this catastrophe, did you just reject your humanity? Someone call the barman these body shots are on me, trust me bub we have nothing in common, next to me you're like a metapod using harden, everything you've done is just blasphemy mixed with verbal atrocities I'm about to deal you some real blows like Jotaro, when I'm done you're going to be seeing Stars when I go platinum I'm too fast son rapping faster than you can flip between the pages of a maxim, I'm a crazier Diamond than Josuke so there's no way you're ever going to best me in a fillet of words no way Jose even if you survive today I'll just be sure to repay every verbal AK spray with the same gusto as a Capo you'll be pinned between my golden winds when I come to your house to make this delivery but it's not delivery it's Giorno! Sitting in the corner while I'm front and center Spitting Fire like magicians Red feel this Inferno from your big toe to your elbow from the get-go this battle should have been a no-go, While you been sitting on the phone playing Pogo, I've pursued you across the globe like you're my sworn foe, just in time to put my fist through this vampiric hobo, guess on the down low you didn't know my last name was Kujo it's futile to try and fight me with those infantile bars this Beatdown is going to be brutal so go ahead and say toodles to the world of the living beg me to stop but sorry bub I'm not that forgiving got 25 bi guys and a simeon doing your bidding across the world quit disappearing I'm itching to give you an ass kicking I don't give a fuck how many times your wounds heal I refuse to yield the second I see your face the fighting Spirit is unfurled, time is Frozen like I just activated the world ((one, two, three, four, five seconds have passed)) You've had me out here playing Dora the explorer for too long to not hit you with every Ora Ora i can but unlike you the Jostar mojo don't come from no damn arrow, my Platinum glow comes from the soul yo, but you keep on spinning your wheels like a yo-yo You know I don't know if the yellow jump suit works for you bro, are you sure tho, that the fit you want to meet god in yo? then let's go blow for blow, with bars like hydrogen bombs to throw you back across the pond, and leave you 6 ft below, in the great beyond standing there slack jawed like a dumb blonde in the by and by, nice try bub, but kiss your ass goodbye, or maybe I should just wait for the Dawn and watch your Edward Cullen ass fry, Your end is nigh got all eight cylinders firing at 250 PSI, the best thing you could ever do is die, so I can scatter your ashes to the fucking sky, I've come too far to burn out like a star, 50 days filled with yare yare daze and like 20 bizarre dudes who I swear are gay, but hold your Hol Horses, I just froze time for your corpse at the nine second mark I should have known you were all bark and no bite even with the physique of All Might, I didn't want to take the low road but I'm about to do to you what Godzilla did to Tokyo everything you do is just So-So playing second fiddle to me must feel like Toto, so excuse me while flex on you like my name was Jojo yare yare daze motherfucker"