Mad Love vs Mad Lust (Harley Quinn vs Jinx)

Heehee! You picked the wrong clown to clown with, puhddin!

Boom! Let’s see how ya bounce back from that one, Harley!

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It’s Harley, baby, don’t get it twisted like ya mindstate,

puhddin got replaced, now I run my own crime wave.

Bat to the brain, I ain't need a damn rocket —

But since you blew up, guess ya ego’s in my pocket.

Brooklyn baddie, swing like a psycho with sass,

You spray paint walls, I spray pain on your ass!

Suicide squad up, I’m ridin’ with freaks,

You look like Powder Puff meth'd out for weeks.

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Yeehaw! Jinxie’s in — lock up the meds,

I bring bombs to the party, you just give head!

You’re a sidekick, a joke, just a smudge on the screen,

I paint cities with chaos — you just paint your spleen.

Zapper, chompers, fishbones too —

My toys got toys that’ll rip right through you!

You fell for a clown, got dumped like trash,

I fell in love with explosions — now feel the flash!

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Aww, muffin, you mad that your show ain’t canon?

All them guns and still not landin’!

I broke free, you break rules ‘cause ya crave affection,

I break bones — poetic psychotic perfection.

I danced with Mr. J, then I set the floor on fire,

You play peek-a-boom like a toddler on a wire.

It’s Gotham to Zaun, I bring scars with a kiss,

While you throw tantrums and miss with a missile’s hiss.

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Miss me with your trauma-core monologue, doc,

I’m chaos incarnate, not some therapist’s prop.

You got dumped, rebranded, still stuck in his shadow,

I shoot first, giggle later — real savage, no sad hoe.

Arcane queen, I run leagues, blow minds and grenades,

You run circles in sewers and cheap rollerblade parades.

“Emancipated”? Nah, you still shackled by the past,

I'm off my leash — this bitch don’t crash, I blast.

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Harley:

Keep laughin’, cupcake, I see the cracks in your grin.

Jinx:

And I see your breakdowns before they begin.

Both:

Madness ain’t cute — it’s a curse or a crown…

So who wears it better when we burn it all down?

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I'm Quinn the Queen, red and black supreme,

You ain't "wild," just a livestream meme.

puhddin gone, but I’m still bad to the core,

You’re just noise — I’m the full encore!

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Boom! Too late — welcome to the Jinx show!

Pink pigtails and a body count to go!

I don’t need lovers, sidekicks, or plans —

Just my mania and two twitchin’ hands!

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[Harley:] Ain’t we a pair?

[Jinx:] Let’s blow up the script and leave it there!