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no weapons and no magic
let the rap battle begin
I'm Katniss and I can't miss I'm fastest you can't catch this
make a last wish gonna need three cannons for that hat trick
so sick of your shtick all I do is win you nitpick
that's why I'm a hero and you're just a sidekick
pathetic and predictable I'm hot on your trail
coulda have a Victor but you chose ginger fail?
I bet with wands drawn he's just a yawn with performances worse than Michael Gambon
got a Nimbus up your butt? well let's probe deeper
never played quidditch but you know I'm a keeper
you must be drunk on butterbeer now grab a cloak and disappear
who wants to kick this witch's ass? Hm I volunteer!
Oh there be no trouble couse on stage you struggle
I'll be charming and disarming while I waste this rubbish Muggle
I'll end this blasted skrewt propaganda prostitute who thinks she's so cute with the Girl Scout salute
just a tribute can't decide which guy's sweeter
share your bread with Gale then stuff your mouth with Peeta
how does it help the poor to start civil war? your story's bore why don't you plagiarize more?
it's been done before ask Dumbledore it's Battle Royale set in 1984
and furthermore if you're keeping score that's five more points for Gryffindor!
I'll drill the dentists' daughter here in her alma mater bout to slaughter this otter even Potter knows I'm hotter
I stomp career jocks kick your British buttocks
for this Riddle second fiddle you're a Watson to his Sherlock
turn back the clocks tick tock tick tock
odds ever in my favour cause you rap like an Avox
shock the mic like a wire you'll fry and die on pyre cause you're gonna get burned by girl on fire!
on fire? oh! just like your dad or hospital you visited to film a quick ad
I've got a cortex to ace my subjects I've got a bad blood while you run with rejects
these coalminer rednecks need reality checks
you're just another pawn in a military complex
fashion figurehead for the underfed
brilliant you survived but Rue's still dead
the difference between you and me is book knowledge and street smart
step to the Mockingjay you'll end with the scar marks
it's like you're hijacked your mental delirious
we find it funny but you're dead Sirius
I'm the pro with a bow and the flow to overthrow
mr Snow and his whole freaking reality show
little miss perfect though what's truly twisted
on your parents' happiest day they forgot you existed
I bust bars like Haymitch the smartest witch I own this bitch
hey how are you still hungry in that beefcake sandwich?
fraud wedding fake baby and your flames don't exist
so called star-crossed lover need a camera to kiss
I sling unforgettable verses like unforgivable courses
what's worse is your universe isn't immersive
your glory's only temporary your country is a mortonary next to your itinerary
kill yourself eat the berries

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