
lirik lagu pengame rap battle - passive vs fendry | pengame rap battle 2025
[fendry round 1 ~ krome]
i’m so sick of these fake mc’s, just meady edits of jme
only tt when taking tips, so i don’t think p’s going to take that g
so don’t say i owe you, i’ll send you to a and e
if i was a l, if you’re facing me, won’t benefit off this like your uc
you’re looking callassive passive, i could never pass as passive
in school i heard you’re aggrassive passive, don’t get gassive passive, no way your pupil’s massive passive
you take molly in secret but there’s no secret, you look like a lassive passive
cuz your girl pulls your head when she f~cks you, take that dead cat off on your head, don’t worry i’ll lend if it cost too much too
wahgwaan my little ponytail, how many brush have you run through?
bun man and his man~bun in school, they grab that and spun you
new girl is a slapper, i wouldn’t jeet her or tap her
she looks like a meeter in napper, yeah, might go fishing, but i can’t catch no crabber
but this won’t bring no passa, she’s with you for clout, [?]
you man live on a surface level, difference mc–rapper
yeah, i had to take it there, ask your sister to roll your spliff, shaky hands got spice in a chair
i’ll run up in your yard with a strobe light, but that’s not your greatest fear
you’re so self~obsessed, you’re more scared your mum will come down and wash your hair
yo, i found your dad, guess what is me, your first words were “put some bassline on,” i had to up then leave
i had to bop then weave, milk at the shops, i don’t drink tea
next time you call me for music advice, don’t think that’s going to come for free
cuz you said you are wanted by feds, you’re not even wanted by a dad
you’re not even wanted by a girl, you’re not even wanted by the lads
you’re not bad cah your rap bad, fed this p~ssy he bit my hand
gave you all your friends in london, those are the realest ones that you had
time
[passive round 1 ~ hulsee]
fletcher pendry, you’re not the guy
you’ve got a very weird name, i’m not going to lie
and your last name is pendry — why?
your mum always knew that your pen would be dry
i’ll make you quit just for playing
trying to make him leave halfway, is what i’m saying
if you scream it don’t mean that you’re going to go saiyan
i’ll turn this guy to a b~tch like the weigh~ins
get back in that sh~ll you come out
you only made money in your ends with your bum out
now i’m going to make you leave and run out
but your shoes remind me of your t~~th — they’re done out
i didn’t really want him i’m the only one k!lling this
i only claim you, i could claim child benefits
i’m a sh~t dad, look how upset he is
i’m why he tried to send child line messages
he will spend the 5k in a day, get some sniff and have 40 left
my son, you was never raised that way, i’ll send you to the naughty step
your girl’s a fat b~tch, she’s got an orbit, if she had a peep show, i would report it
came to the clash wearing a black hat, cuz if i brought a white one, he would snort it
nah, you can’t lie to me, g, i feel bad that you’re more white than your t~~th
i feel bad that you’re never going to find peace, i feel bad you got to clash me — that’s peak
i feel bad that you’ve got to battle your idol, i feel bad that you’re going to be suicidal
i feel bad that you’re in sight of my eyeb~lls, i feel bad that you’re my easiest rival
oi pen game help out my kids — you never won against jm — i did
you never smoke ra’siah — i did
you never got a milly views — i did
never made money on a tune — i did
can’t stay away from balloons — i did
you look like a year seven roadman hybrid, as you couldn’t satisfy your girl — i did
imitate my bars, imitate my sh~t, he could have never skippy flow — i did
never been on one extra sets — i did
never got wheeled on a show — but i did
you never lived this sh~t, either, box him until you can’t open your eyelids
pull out a knife, slice him in five bits
hide him in my fridge, sell him for five quid
you know very well, i know the fans know, you know you’re not the man, bro
you made a song called free reloads, but i’ll get four faster wheels like a lambo
for f~ck sake look at my son, what the f~ck have i done?
i must be a sh~t dad just like mine — i’m your dad, but i wouldn’t touch your mum
time
[fendry round 2 ~ smigz]
yo, shut the f~ck up, i should slap you
act like you’re a bad yute, there’s no dirty goods in your tracksuit
my style clean and it’s bad too, yeah, i’m posh, i’ll still wrap you
watch out what this hand do, have your nose all looking like anbu
so don’t act bad, you let a next man creep through your cat flap
your mom and your sister are asleep, you still let them creep, how could you have that
where was a man of your house, if man’s in my house, i crash that and ransack
happened on christmas day, i know this d~ckhead thought it was santa
you can clash with boys, but i can’t face men
please don’t tell me i robbed berealz, you did way worse, me i rob jm
there’s two things you can’t get over, your ex and losing your clash with zen
so it’s funny your ex girl lia, new girl looking like lia again
i don’t want to hear no talk bout spidey, you sound like mc grinder
itchy titchy little b~tch p had a girl, but his best friend piped her
brudda that corny mc voice, is why she do not like ya
too many times you said “inside”, she let next man inside her
cuz you’ve been g checked and horrified, and i~v~e never seen him p~a~double~s or qualify
you got mad on a one~off night, got aggressive to see what it’s like
tried to make dons apologize, but they dropped you instead and robbed your bike
actually facts, i’m happy and that’s, any time passive attacks
no way he’s as bad as he acts, on my life he’s more batts scr~ps
that’s why you speak like dat, look at your jaw, get smacked or just sound whack
funny thing is about you getting jumped, you thought that man was a fan
— lies
said that you’re better than me — that’s lies
you said you take man’s girl — that’s jokes
said you paid off rap — lies
said you wanted by feds in a freestyle you opposed last week — i died
ask jm if his dog was dead fam, you made that up — that’s lies — lies
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[passive round 2 ~ hulsee]
look, you can’t do none of this sh~t i do, you always chat sh~t in your bars — i don’t
you play around, that’s something you do, get paid to play games, that’s something he don’t
your life on tiktok, that’s something i do, but you only get about 10 views — i don’t
i don’t copy, my style is something — you do
impressing me is something — you don’t
no, we’re not mates, and i hope that you fail
your shouting sh~t, no flow, is stale
i can sell you a three five of kale
i don’t rate or feel his words like braille
how can you be addicted when you’re broke?
i don’t like begs, that’s why we’re not bros
fendry’s nose was dying for coke, so now he’s gonna go and get 3 reloads
teef his flow, now that flow isn’t even worth doing
i’mma stay original, the sign you’re not doing
so winning this class, that’s suttin’ you’re not doing
you look like christopher peter charles or theodore bartholomew or zack
why do you sing if you don’t have a bar?
your best part will spend the audience clapped, cuz you’re a rapper, not a singer
you can’t hit notes, you’re a minger
you’re long distance with your girl, if you miss her that bad, my g smell my finger
does your mom know that you smoke ganja?
look at the camera, tell her you’re a bad boy
don’t lie to me son, i’ll slap ya
i’ll go home and take away man’s toys
i’ll take the cord from the back of your ps, and you can’t win so you’re gonna chat bs
i’ll send a dirty nappy to his po, that’s if you can spell that over your bo
pengame boss, pengame ceo, he likes d2 like c3po
don’t fall if i fling your shoulder like ” yo get better bro”, or you’re gonna 3~0’d
if you next week it was my cool, i won’t look him straight in his likkle eyeball
kick this pr~ck off his bicycle, pardon my french
he just wanna see i fall
your rap career is going down mayday
little boy going to get spun like a beyblade
how can you let me bore you like this, bro?
when we debuted on the same day
my number one song is spider, limelight is a sh~t song bro, try rehe~rs~
your song made about two quid, sony, i made bread for my spiderverse
want to know how i know he’s a wuss?, those little packets don’t make you a boss
this guy here is addicted to snuss, top lip burns a bit more than his crotch
time
[fendry round 3 ~ lurks]
yo, i just got off the phone with leah
she said she just got back from tj’s
can’t lie sounds like she was ambushed
that room must have been a jumpy place
passive, i know you’re autistic
makes sense why you f~ck with trains
i didn’t know your ex did too
she ran one of them with all of your mates
spider — buss in her face
spider — crushed on a wall
all you heard was [spit] she got bruk’d in raw — err
your friend was a snake and your ex girl was a wh0re
so i put your mom in a wheelchair, then called you the fanspastic four
listen, from your clash with skamz, we hear you and get bored
passive you are in decline, go cry about it on discord
your bars are an empty crack shack, mine are like a mansion decor
just for the record—record—record—ya gyal get used like a broken record
you got left for a crackhead, what does that say about your rat head?
listen batty boy, you get battered
you know i had to take it there, too much sh~t was chatted
you said that you make me run off to stage, so why has your face gone that red? aye
suck your lesbian mom, you don’t have a dad
you weren’t made by injecting in cum
the man that she has let you become
a beg and a c~nt, too much of his head up his bum
we’re not getting along, you’re not blessed by the sun
you don’t love no one more than yourself, that’s why you got left for a no one —you d~ckhead
fam till you’re with your own childish premise
don’t know how you’re making mom jokes, it’s your mom that needs athletics
your mom with a big deep crevice, please tell letti let to eat some lettuce
lifted her flap for a back scratch, the only time that girl does calisthenics
n ~ v ~ m, them man i can never envy them
[?] said i got a deep in the battle, i still clashed as a friendly set — like outside
n ~ v ~ m, them man i can never envy them
you cried when you lost to zen, so what you gonna do about a fendry send?
time
[passive round 3 ~ hulsee]
look, cuz you look like a little boy and a girl
i don’t want to hear you, whine chardonnay
your bars are more confusing than your gender
you look like a trans that quit halfway
i hope you get hit with a train two times
he doesn’t travel in london much, but he’ll be doing up northern lines
caught in the bathroom getting more than fined
“it’s p~a~double~s~i~v~e”
“it’s “f~e~n~to the~d~r~y””
why are you trying to be me, my guy
i’ll teach this kid how to spell, watch i
for first, frendry’s failing fast
he’s f~nnying about, field~work in a farm
facing a fearless father figure with flawless flows
fire like firearms
exit kid, this ain’t even equal, eediat, you get evicted and expelled
expect your elder to exile enemies and educate you even when i exhale
nope, you’re not big, not a large xl nintendo
naturally, he’s a nerd, no name, not a newcomer
never knew my nephew would say the n~word
you’re a d~ckhead donut, don’t make me shoot you
disrespect this d~ck, his bars are doo~doo
deliver your dark bars, dope, dot, [?] draw for the damager [?]
realistically, you’re really [?], ran right into a ring with real bars
real’s got breath, call for a redo
real recognize real, reload and restart
yo my, why so many why’s
you look like you do yoga with many man
yesterday you was with tommy dust, yawning at his yard in bed, looking like ying and yang
you’re shouting, sort the scream out, you’re more pale
you ain’t been now, you hate life and i know you hate me now
i throw hands like a cannibal with a clean out
you’re basic and far from a threat
you’re cringeworthy and you’re hardly a test
you say your bars are d r y
yes — how can they be dry when you’re so wet
you do snuss, not weed and ket
such a cat, you get your meds from a vet
so please relax and take a breath for a sec
it’s being bar g, but you look like a mess
you’re a nice boy from young, you were smothered
your b~tters so i can tell you’re your mother’s
your why we don’t want another
you got more spice in your zoot than your kitchen cupboard
yes, i’mma call you wet till it soaks in
if it lifts one finger, i’mma poke him
can’t try to say i’m on drugs, are you joking
you’re the only thing for the crack that i’m smoking
time
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