Dumbfoundead - PH vs Dumbfoundead lyrics

[Round 1: Dumbfoundead] First of all, Pumpkinhead is a gay a** name That sh** is way past lame You and Superhead got the same last name Yo, y'all know the part in Cinderella How at night the coach turned back into a pumpkin? Well an hour later the pumpkin turned into a fat Puerto Rican I saw pictures of him with his family over Eating platanos with Rosie Perez, Rheteric and Sammy Sosa What a bunch Did y'all know this ugly punk is Big Pun's little brother, Chubby Pump'? Yo, you think I'm dissing your people in a major way But you're the one who ditched the Puerto Rican Day Parade for the Gay Parade Over there everyone likes to dance, wearing bright pink pants And loves Smashing Pumpkins like the 90's band Think he down with the youth wearing 90's brands Rocking baggy overalls doing a 90's dance Yo, he says being from the streets is something you forgot But don't worry y'all, he's still- he's still Pumpkin From The Block I saw that last video blog where he challenged me and I accepted You said you had mad love for me and I was someone you respected You looked real gay eating that ice cream and saying it like you meant it On Youtube PHGTNY president's blog 2:56 seconds [Round 1: PH] You...are about to get your a** whipped Your facial features, match with that of a catfish Not the nose or the eyes so much But your cheeks and that stringy a** mustache...b**h To think I can't switch and match wits, I Bash his eye, give him a Fatlip and y'all can watch as This win pa**es him by like the Pharcyde on a Bizarre Ride You look like a bum that's been squatting outside of soup kitchens Growing up with dreams of joining up with the Fu-Schnickens Until you found out they weren't Asian Then you felt like you was mocked, started listening to 'Pac But all the thugs dissed you I hit with the power of Shaq so it ain't nothing for me to Chip-Fu And this fool be talking Spanish trying to get love from my people [Spanish] I'll stomp you through the [?] 'til you're the same consistency of soup...miso And you had the nerve to diss The Saurus's acne? When your face look like raw packed meat And athlete's cracked feet after running a track meet Hold up I got a better comparison A steroid's users a** cheeks And if you ain't know Dumbfoundead's real name is Jonathan Park But we all know Asian's can't drive so Jonathan parks [Round 2: Dumbfoundead] Yo, that first round was a weird display You've been rapping 30 years to date I'm surprised you didn't start your round with "My name is Big P and I'm here to say" I can tell from your style that you've clearly aged Dear PH, I should be running the New York division, sincerely Jaze I remember when you and Jaze would host battles We all thought you were both a**holes What were y'all supposed to be? The Lethal Weapon of Grind Time? Hosting is a one man job Einstein Yo, I wouldn't be surprised if you were out doing E A f*ggot rapper, this pumpkin is a jack-o-lantern with a mouth full of seeds Yo, you can't keep busting rhymes You either gonna f**ing die, get drunk and high with sunken eyes Or end up as a tranny named "Pumpkin Pie" You gotta stop rapping, become a counselor or an English teacher Looking like King Latifah By the way, your video blogs are boring as f** when you get all personal b**hing about Jaze and how you like to work alone I didn't know they allowed the Internet at the nursing home He don't go nowhere without his medication and respiration tank Grind Time should be excavating greats not this Pumpkin that's past it's expiration date PH, I'm perpetuating hate I'm burning this a**hole, you should've had more Preparation, H [Round 2: PH] I wanna thank Dumb for having the wackest, poorest flow Meeting up with Bill Clinton and letting them two reporters go See, Kim Jong Ill could get his wigwam peeled You're not on your job, sleeping on my bars Now you know how Rick Ross feels What? You thought I wasn't gonna come to Cali and bomb you? You undercover cross dresser I bet all his fan letters start with "To Wong Foo" [?] your girlfriend's a [?] It's ironic that you s** and she [?] Booya! {​​​​​Chokes}​​​​​ I gotta admit, you had a good ole' run But after this sh**, your battle career's done See Thirsty Fishes like to have Fun With Dumb Mic Eagle get's him open putting his thumb in dumb Yo, I'll bash this maggot and his wack clique with a back fist I'm not talking about uploading pics online when I say I Snapfish I'll punch ya, cut ya, with a lumberjack flow His chick is a Thunder, Thunder, Thundercat Ho! Ayo, I would've put the beats on mama And my fam' was like "Damn" how she ran that p**y fast like [?] But I had to stomp her, when the panties came down I damn near barf Cause I ain't know if it was p**y or alien, I had to call that "snarf" I don't mean to diss ya, I know you be in motion pictures He been in mad versions of Godzilla And played the baby in Tropic Thunder that stabbed Ben Stiller [Round 3: Dumbfoundead] You old as f** with outdated pop references Hey be calling soda "pop beverages" I should just sit this one out and let my pops settle this I wish you died and the king of pop never did I know you're older but I'm better at this rap sh** You're a veteran of wackness I'm gonna explain to y'all how big this generation gap is I was recently in the Fresh Coast DVD Bonus Features You were in Wild Style when it was shown in theaters Yo, he rocks throw back jerseys, not cause he's trying to When he originally bought those, those players were kinda new Yo, I used to play Super Mario Brothers in the arcade You used to play Super Mario Brothers the board game I know your history You joined the Brooklyn Academy after you got fired from cooking at Applebees for hooking up family I know you used to make tracks with 2Mex and had a crew with him called 2 Necks And I know you been rapping with Jean Grae and got left by more than half of your team mates For acting like a f*ggot, spelled with a capital PH And I know the east coast might not like me after this But I hope y'all still do Even though I just murdered your president; John Wilkes Booth [Round 3: Pumpkinhead] See, Dumb be missing out on battles, I think he be petro Last Battle Of The Bay, him and Sat' missed out on a battle with Real Deal and Fresco Supposedly their car got impounded but what's really insane Is that they still didn't show up after Lush offered to put 'em on a plane All expenses paid Wait, there's more Grizzlemania came You was supposed to battle Collide but didn't due to going out on tour Which, as an artist, I can respect, but then Kap got upset never happened and you never went If I was Lush and Kap I would've been told you to "f** off" No wonder your favorite condiment is duck sauce Dumb is a dodo, I'll f** up this mofo He's a Korean, you can clearly see he wants to be cholo He thinks he's loco Rocks his locs low, bu*tons one bu*ton at the top of his shirt and talks slow like "Hey holmes. Sup' little puppet." Lyricflip looks at him like, "Yo, you not Chicano you dumb b**h!" Ayo, you remember them Taco Bell commercials where the dog try to get you put down the food bro Well in reverse, I had to coerce Dumbfoundead to put down the Chihuahua instead of the chalupa Yo, any woman that f**s with you, I call that a Dumb f** I punch you in the face, we'll call that Dumb struck And the only way he winning this battle is if all five judges is Leprechauns and we'll call that Dumb luck {​​​Overtime}​​​ [Round 4: Dumbfoundead] You've been served in every era, what are you a time traveler? You're like the Highlander rhyme battler He went on Youtube and pulled up all my battling clips With him I have to find the last film reel that exists and project it off some Charlie Chaplin sh** Yo, you so old you were in the first ever silent battle Now you're out here yelling like a violent mammal in a Grind Time battle And I'll abuse this old b**h like a movie on the Lifetime Channel I will slap his pumpkin face and leave him with a pumpkin patch You're f**ing fat, you need to pump some iron and do some Pumpkin jacks I was gonna put some money up for this battle but this dude ain't worth the penny He's just another average rapper and believe me I've murked me plenty I haven't served a senior citizen since I worked at Dennys Yo, you were supposed to be one of the leaders of the new school But ended up being a bottom feeder up on Youtube Man, you still rocking Fubu? These old jokes never get old...but you do It's alright PH cause 40 is the new 30 But you need to start moving around Cause 300 pounds isn't the new 200 pounds Alright Mr. Underground it's time to come outta the ground Cause while your friends were putting in work you were Lyricist Lounging around It's alright, I seen your peers perform at Rock The Bells I seen you in your uniform at Taco Bell They're doing mad tours, stamps on their pa**port While you're living mad poor, food stamps in your cash drawer They're letting champagne bottles pop after signing deals You at Santana's Auto Shop aligning wheels It's all good, I couldn't believe it when this dude sent me a challenge I was like is it because the dude is mentally challenged? I rep for Los Angeles the city of angels And I'll run through your whole crew and leave your division with halos [Round 4: PH] You facing the first generation underground legend, I'm about to air you out You're part of the second generation of Project Blowdians, nobody gives a f** about Myka pa**ed me the 9 and told me you wasn't his friend So I went to your crib, turned the radio up to Volume 10 Put the hot potato on the barrel to muffle the sound He wasn't there so I stole his Pinkberry t-shirt, I knew that would ruffle you now Aceyalone, that's my homie so I gotta shout him out But your nuts ain't drop yet, so it's true what Aceyalone said, All Balls Don't Bounce I'll smack this fool back to Catmando You should've rehearsed for this battle instead of doing album commercials for Abstract Rude Yo, Fredo, frankly I think you chewed this motherf**er, so I'ma spit in his face [?] motherf**a You a stupid motherf**a I should shoot ya and then punch ya I bet Medusa used to punk ya to do her acupuncture {Chokes}