🎵 NF vs. Billie Eilish // by Freshy Kanal

20 ContributorsNF vs. Billie Eilish Lyrics [Intro: Announcer] Bonus battle! NF! Vs Billie Eilish! Begin! [Verse 1: NF] I'm bringing the clown out I’m making the crowd shout I started from writing 'bout Heaven; you started from SoundCloud The tables have turned; I'm the cig that’ll burn you and leave everybody disturbed This greenhead's sounding kinda smoked out; call you Finneas and Herb I wrote a lot of versus to Jesus You're the frappe version of Yeezus Went from OCD to releases To now having beef with a vegan Your bro and your managers hang on your neck And you're claiming to be independent Your label is just like your shirt size: I can't figure out where the head is In our beliefs we polarize 'Cause God and Satan are broken ties Your dark persona's a total lie You've been washed up since Ocean Eyes Demon-looking beings leaving evil feelings on me for being a believer I’m a musical therapy session, but not even God could cure your Bieber fever [Verse 2: Billie Eilish] I thought a Christian would have cleaner bars to throw Your first song’s your personality: single and Alone Nowadays you write with your tears on minor keys Your lock your childish burdens in traumas, someone give a minor keys I know that your facts are real, but lies just have appeal Tom MacDonald brought better beef; you can't combo a Happy Meal You cried about some people giving criticism ’cause it never really brought money This battle's confirming your critics; your lyrics are NF: not funny Where do you belong? I don't think it's a riddle You’re a Stan, a copycat; Eminem's Skittle Got the 007 deadly sins aching in me But your 5 albums introduced me to the stages of grief (Duh) You charted through depression, but can't top other charts The only shopping cart I've seen you in is on your cover art You peaked when you screamed "let me down" and you dropped to start While I'm so dope I killed the beat just like your mother's heart [Verse 3: NF] My intros are movies; you owe your soul to Adele Too young to have Time to Die but still managed to go to hell Bury a friend and the hatchet so you wouldn't break a sweat When you're spewing lines more scrambled then when you go on Tourette's' People wanna put me in a category but if anybody is comparable to me, they're in a crisis If you cannot see the damage you embody in a mental difficulty, then you're Billie Eyeless You're the biggest hypocrite depicted on the market, already tackled your pinnacle, so why you gotta lie? I've searched for a therapist and not the musical edition of 13 Reasons Why! [Verse 4: Billie Eilish] Send your fan army to me, if you claim you got that many I'd just get attacked by wafers from a horde of Christian grannies To listen to your ramblings, your fans must take twenty xannies But tonight I'll sweep the floor with a Bad Guy like it's the Grammys You've got no more game to quit, and no more pain to spit Your rhymes in this battle only sell because they put my name on it Spend your penny wise, Balloon Boy, you can't match my throne You say you wanna pay your bills, but Billie just got you owned