I was requested to write a rap. I’m sorry it took so long. And the music is not mine. I found it here. Credits to Mixla for the beat and @jeevesandcrow for being Victoria for me.
VICTORIA:
Hey, Rachel, I’ve got a few words to say
You can’t touch me I’m the bad bitch of Arcadia Bay
I’m rich and mighty while you’re laying six feet under
Now you’re gone, I’ve moved on, I’m stealing your thunder
I gotta wonder, what the hell does everyone see in you
You’re a slut and a poser and a druggie to boot
You lost your crown, and your grip on this place
now you’re totally stuck in the retro zone. Sad face
RACHEL:
Ha, oh deer, you think I give a damn
When you don’t even come close to being who I am
You’re rude and cruel, so you can keep the title
Queen bee, bad bitch, no one cares, you’re in denial
You’ve got the money and you’ve got the gear
But you don’t have the talent to make it for a year
You won the contest, so what they booed, not cheered
While I’m still the POI, even after I’ve disappeared
Think you’re the shit, girl, just keep walking
Got a 4.0, call me Stephen Hawking
Yes, people are flocking, guys are gawking, girls are talking
Even you’re in on the fun when it’s me you’re mocking
Knocking people down to proclaim your reign
It’s insane, inhumane, causing people pain
And you’re just jealous because you know that I’m better
Nice try, Victoria but I’m the real trendsetter
VICTORIA:
Ooh, you think you can take me out
Do I need to remind you again you’re in the ground
I’m drowning in money so why should I care
Bout what a girl says with a feather in her hair
A princess with no flaws? A rebel with no cause
A low life loser who feeds off Blackwell’s applause
All talk for a Santa Monica dream, er
Wait hold on, aren’t you fucking your dealer
Oh my gosh, ha, your life is falling apart
Getting caught with the weed and alone in the dark
Rooming with Chloe for a future in fashion
But at 5’ 5’’ good luck following your passion
Oh yeah, by the way how do you feel about Maxine?
How she’s always around Chloe, replacing you in every scene
Fly, fly little birdie Go bother someone else, see
It’s time I put you in your place, so go fuck your selfie
RACHEL:
At least my selfie can get a thousand views
Your eye for framing is just a sad excuse
Despite your own parent’s outstanding salary
They won’t risk a couple grand to put your work in their gallery
And bringing up Max? Now you’re calling her out
Oh wait, I forgot, she’s all you ever talk about
Your reign, so sad, isn’t going so well
And when Arcadia falls, I’ll see you in hell
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