Epic Rap Battles Of History… Wolverine VERSUS Freddy Kruegeeeeeeeeeeeeer BEGIN! One, two Freddy’s coming for you Three, four better Lock your- Lock your- Lock your- Welcome to prime time, bitch! Better stay awake like a meth head Spread red on your bedspread til you’re lying there in your deathbed. You got a healing factor? I got a kill bitches on the celling factor Under that mask you’re a singer/actor, under my skin I’m a slasher/slasher! Bitch! I come from Wes Craven’s twisted mind You come from comic books kids get when they’re well behaved at Christmas time Flock of Seaguils called they want their hairstyle returned and that wasn’t even my main diss it was just a sideburn Nice glove, bub, but I’m real from bones to teeth and that claw is like a strap on, there’s a pussy underneath Don’t sleep? That’s all you got for me? Could defeat your ass with a cup of tea I been to hell and back and whooped Satan’s ass You got beat by a Nancy on Elm Street You wanna talk about burns, mac? The PTA turned your face into Deadpool’s ballsack wrapped in a Where’s waldo sweater Jason can’t talk and he rocks the mic better So step into my catnap, see if you can hack that, better hang on to your whack hat cause your worst nightmare ain’t Hugh Jack shit compared to the least of my Weapon X flashbacks I’m the adamantium, champion, X-man you’ll only ever be half of Edward scrssorhands so don’t get me more pissed chump I’ll take your whole franchise out with a fist bump Look at the size of your body how could I possibly think I’m in trouble? I can’t tell the difference between your action figure and your stunt double! What’s the matter? You look tired, eh? I’ll be in your bed tonight unlike Jean Grey As for me, I’m a chick magnet So heavy metal bitches are real attracted What the fuck is a wolverine? Some kind of an angry beaver? I was more intimidated by a tiny Canadian the first time I saw Justin Beiber! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! That verse stung, bub, but I’ve already recovered I’ll call you tomorrow morning if I need my toast buttered I ain’t got time for this! I’m saving the world What qualities do you bring? You’re a pedophile from the midwest; at least R. Kelly could sing So you’ve got the wrong room if you’re lookin’ for fear Only thing scares me is a fridge with no beer That face tells me you’ve met your match but come back if you’ve got another itch to scratch Who won? Who’s next? You decide! Epic Rap Battles of History!