Jack the Ripper vs. Hannibal Lecter Songtext

When the light shines upon my crimes you'll find it sick, appalling!
An infamous notorious delinquent!
Theres little more gory a thing than living in Victorian England
This is Horrorcore! Beware if you're a common whore
Or at late night you might find me knocking at your door
Not keen to leave until im knee deep in blood and gore
Your grieving family on their knees weeping, scrubbing floors!
The police need a lead to know what they'e looking for
My raps are like the way I eat my meat: Bloody Raw!

Hannibal:
Jack, you're a classic megalomaniac
You havent mentioned me once in your entire battle rap
Pity your verse wasnt worth the trip in the jacket
Quit jacking off on the track and put the lotion in the basket
And catch what the iller serial killer can deliver
Rhymes finer than the Chianti I would pair with your liver
Just the thought of your putrid flesh makes me wanna shiver
Because your British body's covered in more piss than kitty litter!
You stabbed women when they wouldnt give you attention Like a penny dreadful version of OJ Simpson
But these days? Your nickname is all thats even known
And you didnt even come up with that shit on your own

Jack:
IM REAL! You'll find me making vacancies in brothels!
While you only exist inside the pages of a novel!
You were kept for ages in a hovel!
Contained withing in a cage behind a locked door
While I never got caught! So who's the superior serial killer, Doctor Lecter?
Im still wanted! You're forgotten! people these days are watching Dexter!
So God protect ya from the Hell I Spit Upon us!
Im terrorizing London, Fuck the 7/7 Bombers!

Hannibal:
No! No! Jakc, you were doing fine!
Before your ham-fisted attempt at a terrorist line
How typical of Jack the Ripper to chase a headline
Pick Ray Liotta's brain and ask him how I get mine
Im the bon vivant of violence! A licensed psychiatrist
Who dines on higher society to the sound of violins!
Dont get me wrong, i'd roast both your balls on my hibachi
But for a serial killer? You're as tasteless as a bowl of Kashi!
You pray on a prostitute and play with the body
I dont mind that you're naughty, Jack, I hate that you're sloppy!
Barney, take me back to solitary confinement
Because this dirty lily lamb has just been silenced!

WHO WON?
WHO'S NEXT?
YOU DECIDE!
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE- *Jump Scare* -PIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!