Ruby: Oooohhhh, another Rap battle!

Nora: And it has Demo inside! *Squeals*

Yang: Well, Play it!

The music starts with an ominous ticking noise of a clock, but remixed into a rap. "Ya know, I'm no DJ. But you can always count on me to spin that shhhhhhh....

Like a RipTire, to a lit match!

Oh

I'm about to explode on this track.

Ah

That's right! Junkrat, primed and ready!

I'll have you bouncin' high as betty!

Nora and Junkrat: Woo!

Send you flyin' right outta your boots!

Waa!

I'd called that a fine, howdyado!

Demoman, better head back to your base,

Oh wait - I flatten the place.

Sorry.

I got paid loads, thanks to payloads!

No joke - I'll leave your bank broke".

Weiss: So this "Junkrat" is a criminal?

Yang: And he's lost, not only an arm, but a leg!

Pyrrha: I feel sorry for the guy.

Blake: Then again, the two people in this rap are the craziest.

"Lay low, because I'm on a roll!

Get it? Fire in the hole!

You look sad, like a bomb that got defuse.

Are you mad that I got more balls than you?

PHD, call me doctor Boom.

Hope you got a plan B because you getting knocked up..."

"Ew. I smell trash a-burnin'

That must be that disgusting, scrappy vermin!

Don't worry, I'll demolish the freak!

After all, he's a homage to me.

Talkin' explosives? I wrote the book.

Everything you know, you just took.

You're not my rival. You're just a fan.

Junkrat's first name must be stan.

I'll he wanted was an autograph.

I'll sign a grenade and launch it back."

Nora: That'll be so cool!

Ren: Oh no.

"Mine move faster! Hide you bastard!"

Ruby/Weiss/Yang: Language!

"Area controlled, time to capture.

I got plenty of sticky bombs,

Your wimpy mines are gimpy ones.

So come a little closer, Click you're done!

Bloody hell. Me Whiskey's Gone!"

"This Town ain't big enough for both of us!

Stick around, and someone's bound to blow it up!

Settin' you on fire!

Then I'll liquify ya!

Time to meet your maker!

Time that you to retire!"

"You should blow some hell on ya face, ya wee little lad"

"Oh what a day, what a lovely day!

Nora/Junkrat: For what?

For mayhem, wouldn't you say?

Yay!

Call me a fan, but I do you're job better,

Whenever you're off on another long bender.

What a role model, hungover much?"

Weiss: Yep.

"Throw you in the drunk tank, sober up"

Blake: Definitely.

"Even if you're not in my line of sight,

I got a bangin' bankshot. Dynamite!"

Nora/Ruby: Woah!

"I'm immune to any mine I drop.

Boohoo, you lost an eye, Cyclops.

I lost my while leg and yet,

I still find away to stay a step ahead!

I take no fall damage, ain't afraid of heights.

Survive an apocalypse, it was a delight.

Even if you kill me, I'm not done explodin'.

Can't keep up, you're stuck reloadin'!"

"You've got a few tangled wires,

Forget explosives, stick with tires.

You may have range. I'm an expert in melee!

I'll take a nine-iron right to your brain, mate!

What a pancy, prancing around.

Head full of eyeballs, I'll whack them out!"

Everyone: Gross/Eww.

"You want the high ground? I wouldn't dare.

I can strafe, while I'm in the air."

Nora: What's strafing?

Blake: Side to side really. This tells us he can move as effectively in the air as he was on the ground.

Ruby: That's cool.

"I got skill. You need only luck"

Weiss: Very skilled in his explosives. Alright.

Nora: Heck yeah!

"Guts and Glory! Mostly guts.

They'll have to glue you together in HELL,

With a close casket at your wake as well!

Keep your gold. I have intelligence.

You're a psycho. I fight with elegance.

Turn this rat to a pile of Junk,

Even while I'm half-blind and drunk!"

"This Town ain't big enough for both of us!

Stick around, and someone's bound to blow it up!

Settin' you on fire!

Then I'll liquify ya!

Time to meet your maker!

Time that you to retire!"

"I do have a high IQ

By that I mean "Income Quota"

Wee!

The only catch you take from me,

Is the kind that'll blow up.

Nobody knows who you are anymore.

This rap is you're resurrection.

You're nowhere near my level,

Then again, you lack the depth perception!

Just read the comments under this song.

Something tells me you're gonna bomb.

My body guard will bust you up!

Argh, what is gonna shut you up."

Weiss: I feel bad for Junkrat's friend there.

Ruby: But hey, at least they have each other.

"My limp won't hinder victory, since I have the better hand.

You laid the blueprints for me. You're truly a demo, man"

Yang: I see what he did there.

Weiss/Blake: Yang no!

Yang: Alright Alright.

"If I'm your blueprint,

Why aren't you an improvement?

You're a light weight and a nuisance,

With a sidekick that thinks you're useless

Weiss/Demoman: that's true"

Yang: Oof, that's gotta hurt.

Jaune: These people are brutal, when it comes to rap battles.

"The outback taught you survival skills,

But you're not build for fighting

HA

If you're so rich, then where you'd get your weapons.

Dumpster diving?

Weiss/Blake/Yang/Pyrrha/Jaune: Yep!

Now, we're talkin' trash, since you've actually set the standard.

Beware the dangers of radiation.

Wait - you are the cancer!

My Livers are better shape than you!

And I drink as much as you weigh - times two!"

Everyone: What?!

Yang: Okay, that is definitely bigger than what Uncle Qrow could drink.

Weiss: A stomach that big, that many whiskey and yet he can function?! What?

"Not so bloody, cocksure now?

Head on home to Junkertown.

Oh that's right you got locked out!"

"This Town ain't big enough for both of us.

Stick around, and someone's bound to blow it up!

Settin' you on fire!

Then I'll liquify ya!

Time to meet your maker!

Time that you to retire!"

You can guess what is their reactions.