[Matilda]
Out of all the children I’ve seen, I gotta say none are quite this crazy
Looks like my clone dropped out of school and dressed herself up like Slim Shady
I solved your origin story, yeah, you stole the powers right off me
So there’s no need for me to ask, “Eleven, do you copy?”
I’m making you choke like a vile cake when I’m dropping you off at your final stage
The only thing you dropped in your entire mission was your little town’s survival rate
At 5, I’m at a riper age, it’s my books against your primal rage
You can dress up like a goth all you want, but leaving everyone behind is not a childhood phase
And I might relate, but even I was raised in a brighter place, at least my whole life ain’t a chase
How can you know what the truth is when everyone uses you only to lie to your face?
It’s awful how your show keeps dragging on, if you think you’re memorable, then ask your mom
You wanna stay safe? It’s best to keep the gate closed, not giving you a fake name, but soon you’ll be a Jane Doe
You think you’re covered? You must be out of your mind (ay!), ‘cause any trauma could devour your life (ay!)
A freak of nature and a coward inside (ay!), I’m in the spotlight, you’re the power supply (ay!)

[Eleven]
You threaten me not to stay close, please, you’re acting as if you know me
But I wouldn’t mess with this telekinetic or else we will both get the nosebleeds
Let’s backtrack to all these monsters I fought while escaping my father
While this lab rat got her teeth sharpened, you were barely even a daughter
You’re math class, I’m street smarts, and I’m flipping what that prison taught her
So tonight it’s time to burn the books of an anti-Semitic author
I’ve dealt with a couple of secret agents, too, but I don’t befriend liars
Yeah, Danny DeVito is like D&D: a cellar without Byers
I see you leave eating that cake to your friends, no defense against this accusation
Half your movie’s zoomed in on your shit-eating grin, I’m begging for sensory deprivation
[Matilda]
The badass of Hawkins back at the office? Lab rat is locked in dad’s cabin
Promised to nap and keep watching, that brat’s dishonest, too bad that the daughter’s past captures
All the backlash and trauma, a fast flash was all your sad cast had brought in, your audience is as dead as your father
Now the crickets applauding are the only Hoppers you got left (Drop it!)
Following your heart has brought you nothing but your misery, they sent you on a mission and you sent ‘em to heaven
I stay organic, you’re a product with an Eggo obsession, uour mind is fake and manufactured, call you Seven Eleven
‘Cause you ain’t ready for the world, you’re getting everyone in trouble and your friends all take the fall for you wherever you dwell
From your parents to your buddies to your Halloween debacles, you lost so much, even your friends call you L

[Eleven]
You spent years studying the classics, so why is it you still fail in practice?
Get traps set like you’re stuck in Home Alone scenes, your raps sound like you wrote them in the Chokey
I’m out beating mouthbreathers - save your breath for now, or do I need Christmas lights to spell it out?
You were big back in 1996, then skedaddled, and I’m the reason why they clicked on this battle!
Better hide yourself ‘cause you could never stop my town, you look up to me like you’re stuck in the Upside Down
You got beat straight each day when you fumbled with your buddies, this cliche’s Bee-grade, always running to Miss Honey
But these days, she gains her only attention from being Ben Shapiro’s cousin, and that really says it all
Because any possibility this bookworm’s giving me a beating is always gonna be purely hypothetical
This pea-brain couldn’t fight the hypest psychic, you’d wish for a mind like I got
So why don’t you fly off high, kid? Add this to my list of Mike drops