Superwog - Rap Battle lyrics

Nathan Saidden: Yo, I heard y'all have a hip hop scene Down Under. Theodore Saidden: Yeah, it's alright, we do. Nathan Saidden: Psst, you guys can't rap. Theodore Saidden: What? Yes we can. You can't diet. You're fat. Nathan Saidden: This is one-hundred percent American all natural muscle. Theodore Saidden: A hundred percent America steroids. You're a cheater, just like Lance. Nathan Saidden: Yo, don't talk about Lance like that, man. Don't talk about Lance like that. Theodore Saidden: Woah, do you want to battle? Nathan Saidden: Let's battle. Theodore Saidden: Alright, let's battle. Nathan Saidden: Let's battle. Theodore Saidden: You're finished. Nathan Saidden: USA: The motherland of hip hop You be the first to run when sh** drop The original gangsters, we be true You can't win because fakes always lose Home to Biggie and Tupac, the masters of rap Y'all cats rap like you got no ball sack That's right, I be ripping your sh**, uh Everything you spit sounds like you s**ing a dick Tell me one Aussie rapper that be hitting it big Or one Aussie rapper spitting sh** like Eminem did Step up fool and prepare to get clapped Because we're the past, present and the future of rap Theodore Saidden: I be rapping attacking you with every line that I write I'm winning on the mike like I'm winning in fights You haven't even been real since Tupac died Australian rappers' only ones keeping hip hop alive What you got? Lil Wayne, Akon and T.I. 360, Hilltop Hoods, Bliss N Eso, alright If you're so gangster that you make people shiver Then why did Ludacris do a song with Justin Bieber? You're packing and wrapping up rap songs so you can sell them And your rappers are lacking and fake sh** is what you tell them Hip hop is only real when people feel it Yeah, you created it but then you k**ed it Nathan Saidden: Like, right, fight and mic No matter what you say, it always seems to rhyme with like Never even heard of your so-called rappers But I bet they actin' real bad with their tough Aussie accents You phonies are f*ggots, tough? b**h please That's why our president be getting your leader on her knees Squeaky little voice and a nice pink shirt Step any closer and I'll start to think you're trying to flirt Your country is nothing but America's b**h So, no matter what you say, you're technically s**ing my dick You're spitting all these words but you ain't saying sh** You're like a man who claims he's the devil but can't sin Theodore Saidden: You've already mentioned twice me s**ing your dick Now, that's two times that you've said gay sh** Our country's not a b**h, it's the land of the free Your whole nation couldn't even survive the GFC Acting tough with your guns but we're tough in the heart Your mouth is just a bum so when you're rapping, you fart All you talk about is b**hes, hoes, money and cars But the only thing you're doing is s**ing on lard How does it feel to have an image that's based on a lie? You're like a rich, fat kid who paid his way out of a fight You're not as tough as us, even if you tried Like Kelly said, such is life: Aussie pride Theodore Saidden: So, uh, how're you getting home? Nathan Saidden: I don't know, man. Theodore Saidden: It's a bit late. You can crash at mine if you want. Nathan Saidden: Well, whatever. Theodore Saidden: But I've only got water, alright. Nathan Saidden: Don't push it. You're an embarra**ment. You're an embarra**ment. Theodore Saidden: Why do you sound like Vin Diesel now? Why?