Rockin Rap and battles

Shinedown:

Yo, check the microphone, one-two, this ain't a game, it's a war.

I'm the "Sound of Madness," the monster knockin' at your door.

You sing about a hundred days and "Here Without You,"

I'm "Asking for It" now, so tell me what you gonna do?

Your lyrics are a whisper, a sleepy, sad complaint,

I'm a "Second Chance" for rock, a masterpiece you ain't.

You're stuck in the past, a dusty, old-school feel,

While I'm the "Cut the Cord," the "Devil" that makes it real.

(The beat shifts, becoming a bit more melodic with a pronounced acoustic guitar riff. Brad Arnold from 3 Doors Down steps up, a smirk on his face.)

3 Doors Down:

I see you're "Fly From the Inside," talkin' all that trash,

But your aggression's just a cover for your lyrical crash.

You scream and you shout, try to make a big noise,

I'm the one they come to when they need to hear a voice.

You want to be the "Threat to Survival," a rebel on the stage,

But you're just another chapter, a turn of a page.

I'm "Kryptonite" to your ego, a weakness you can't fight,

My "When I'm Gone" hits harder than your brightest "Daylight."

(The beat picks up, a frantic back-and-forth between the two styles. Brent Smith returns, his voice full of intensity.)

Shinedown:

You call me a whisper? I'm the "45" that'll hit you deep,

I'm the sound that keeps your worried little fans from sleep.

You're the radio darling, the easy-listening band,

I'm the "Enemies" you made, the fist raised in my hand.

"Save Me," you say? From what, your own self-doubt?

I'm the fire you can't put out, the truth you can't deny, without a doubt.

(The beat calms, the acoustic element becomes more prominent. Brad Arnold comes back, his tone measured and confident.)

3 Doors Down:

I don't need to scream to make a statement, you see,

My fans know my heart, they know what's real to me.

You're "The Human Radio," tuned to all the hype,

I'm the feeling in your chest, the love you can't wipe.

I'm a "Citizen/Soldier," fighting the good fight,

While you're just another dark room, without any light.

You can "Get Up" all you want, you can rage and you can rail,

But when the show is over, my songs will prevail.