Carter Deems - Carter Deems vs Ubserd lyrics

[Round 1: Carter Deems] It's time you recognize you need exercise plus your flow s**s No effort so his mom had to drop donuts just so he'd do a toe touch Know what? This battle is already over world You have the teeth of an older squirrel with the b**bs of The Golden Girls Somebody get this guy a Snicker he's starting to act like Betty White That is until spaghetti night when he gets more and more ferocious with every bite And every time he gets in the car he rubs his tits against the steering wheel It's not that bad though he always has fresh milk for his cereal And every time he starts eating a Pop Tart he starts rubbing his top parts Til they're rock hard produce milk and that saves him a trip to Wal-Mart Your upper body has so many people confused This is the one vid' where big b**bs doesn't equal more views It's true, Cobra Ki was a lonely guy until he finally got a girl to call back And there he is leaned over his ball sack while she fumbled with his bra strap You look like that chick off of All That or half the cast of Heavy Weights And his mom caught him in the closet when he was 12, making out with a Little Debbie cake [Round 2: Carter Deems] This guy applies rice and bu*ter to his upper thighs and blubber Yeah I'm a nerd but you're about to get hit with a Dustin Diamond Cutter And your mom makes people lose their appetite to the point where they don't wanna eat What I'm trying to say is you should stare in the mirror at least 100 times a week Good grief, when are you gonna give up the treats? Oh wait that's right he got fat on purpose so he'd have room for his teeth And it's ironic you're fat but have that poor coke head glow How am I supposed to earn stripes battling Ernie from the George Lopez Show? And you know my flow's unorthodox something you've never seen before Get to know me then I transform like a Beetleborg Blasting Burt Bacharach playing hacky sack with a battle ax Pa**ing back than Ak is an acrobat from flipping my position in any given habitat This isn't battle rap, this is a ma** attack on any aspect of your character I'll punch through your fat barrier just for being a wack gene carrier And you have the teeth of terrier but with a scarier gut It appears as if your wisdom teeth are coming in in the front [Round 3: Carter Deems] We get it, you're street make beats with gun noises on ProTools But you're just a product of a student teacher affair that occurred in home school Says he's really serving fiends and keeps the Glock handy Please you're more like John Candy, slanging rock candy And he is armed with a sharp knife and two forks This guy's toughest decisions happen in the middle of food court And he knew exactly what V-Money had eaten just by smelling his vomit So for the rest of that battle all he thought about was omelettes You should follow the steps of V-Money and start building your own coffin You should follow the steps of V-Money and start puking more often And when you're at your house making out with your girl on the couch He's just thinking of ways to get her to burp in his mouth Sorry, sorry I mean and how am I supposed to lose when I'm battling a Sara Connor knock off It looks like you gargle with hot sauce and floss with a hot dog And dude your b**bs look like partially inflated bag pipes And your teeth look like you've been snacking on stalactites