Katniss Everdeen!

No weapons and no magic.

Let the rap battle begin!

I’m Katniss and I can’t miss

I’m the fastest, you can’t catch this

Make a last wish

Gonna need three cannons for this hat trick

So sick of your schtick

All I do is win, you nitpick

That’s why I’m the hero

and you’re just a sidekick

Pathetic and predictable

I’m hot on your trail

Coulda had a Viktor

but you chose ginger fail?

I bet with wands drawn

he’s still just a yawn

with performances worse

than Michael Gambon

Got a Nimbus up your butt?

Well, let’s probe deeper

Never played quidditch

but you know I’m a keeper

You must be drunk on butterbeer

Now grab a cloak and disappear

Who wants to kick this witch’s ass?

Hmmm… I volunteer!

Oh, there’ll be no trouble

‘cause on stage you struggle

I’ll be charming and disarming

while I waste this rubbish Muggle

I’ll end this blasted skrewt

Propaganda prostitute

who thinks she’s so cute

with her Girl Scout salute

Just a tribute

Can’t decide which guy’s sweeter

Share your bread with Gale

then stuff your mouth with Peeta

How does it help the poor

to start a civil war?

Your story’s a bore

Why don’t you plagiarize more?

It’s been done before

Ask Dumbledore

It’s Battle Royale set in 1984

And furthermore

if you’re keeping score

that’s five more points for

Gryffindor!

I’ll drill this dentists’ daughter

here in her alma mater

‘bout to slaughter this otter

Even Potter knows I’m hotter

I stomp career jocks

Kick your British buttocks

For this Riddle, second fiddle

You’re the Watson to his Sherlock

Turn back the clocks

Tick tock, tick tock

Odds ever in my favor

‘cause you rap like an Avox

Shock the mic like a wire

You’ll fry and die on a pyre

‘cause you’re gonna get burned

by the girl on fire

On fire? Oh!

Just like your dad

or the hospital you visited

to film a quick ad

I’ve got the cortex

to ace my subjects

I've got that bad blood

while you run with rejects

These coal miner rednecks

need reality checks

You’re just another pawn

in the military complex

A fashion figurehead

for the underfed

Brilliant, you survived

but Rue’s still dead

The difference between you and me is

book knowledge and street smarts

Step to the Mockingjay

you’ll end up with scar marks

It’s like you’re hijacked

You’re mental, delirious

We find it funny

but you’re dead Sirius

I’m the pro with a bow

and the flow to overthrow

Mr. Snow and his

whole freaking reality show

Little miss perfect

though what’s truly twisted

on your parents’ happiest day

they forgot you existed

I bust bars like Haymitch

The smartest witch, I own this bitch

Hey, how are you still hungry

in that beefcake sandwich?

Fraud wedding, fake baby

and your flames don’t exist

So-called star-crossed lovers

need a camera to kiss

I sling unforgettable verses

like unforgiveable curses

What’s worse is

your universe isn’t immersive

Your glory’s only temporary

Your country is a mortuary

Next on your itinerary

Kill yourself, eat the berries

You did such a great job

I didn't mean any of those awful things that I said

I know, sweetie, I know

Saucy!