[DJ Lambs-a-Lot]
All right, all right
Clam it, motherf**ers
Get ready for this right here
We got the showdown
Mr. Nerd vs. Mrs. Nerd
With Goldverrusa being your mister
And Bush your misses
Nah, but seriously, Goldie, you're up
[Goldverrusa Kiana]
I'm gold, Texas hold
I'm gold, Texas hold
I'm gold, Texas hold
I'm gold, you're old
You're a baby, you're a baby
It is in your name
I think you're lame
I don't like you, I'll ignore you
Cause you make me mad
A clause cause of a Paw
Is why you're bad?
Hey, hey, hey, I'm gold
Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold
We was feeling like gold
Like Texas Hold'Em
A guild of bluff-reasons
Fold 'em
Like gold, gold I am
Gold is the stem
Or the pistil, or the ovary
Of what I resemble
I'm gold, and awesome
So remember that next time you
Want a poem showdown
Poem showdown
Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold
Texas hold
Gold, Texas hold, Texas hold
Gold gold
Golden eagle, golden beagle
Golden golden retriever
"Bush" is slang for vaginal hair
[DJ Lambs]
Oh, well that was...uh..interest-
You know what, I refuse to be nice about this
You're a f*ggot
Go DJ p**y Hair
[Bush Longtail]
Lift off, take the drift off
We're leaving the space shuttle
Did I already, win, dyke?
Oh, I hear a rebu*tal
Coming out of Goldilocks's mouth
Guess which body part you can s**
Want a hint, b**h?
Down south
Come on lezbo, need more clues?
Fine, it rhymes with lick
Which is something you can also do to it
Give up? It was my dick
I want you to lick the head of this dick
Until it's so f**ing moist
That it would repel my hand
In a magnetic way
Time to give us the answer
Are you gay?
Because that rap was, and yo flows are whack
I guess that reasoning and a p**y
Are two things you lack
You s** Goldverrusa
I see right through you
I may be the hair
Well you're the queef
This should be hard to out-maneuver
[DJ Lambs]
Unexpected, unexpected
Well it's obvious who won
Wicked flows, Sir Pubes-a-Lot
[Crowd cheers]