[Big Trouble (Tyler The Creator):]Y'all better watch outCause big trouble's on the mic nowI knock all of your lights outWith my verse, y'all be cursed, explodin' like some fireworksBow![Blitz Comet (Tyler the Creator):]Blitz Comet on the sceneYou step to me and you're gonna get creamedCorn all up in your teeth, you reekYou're the opposite of chiq ya freakYour rhymes are like antiques, nobody wants 'emThey throw 'em all awayRight from the get go like your brain is on delayMatter of fact, yo, you better get a checkupGo ask your doctor, why you be so ugly from the neck up?[Pops:]Excuse meA hug can be the most wonderful thingTwo arms wrapped around you like a mother's wingBut we're so selfish when we are blueDoesn't a hug deserve a hug too?Thank you[Alpha Dog (Childish Gambino):]Yeah, Crew Crew's comin' at yaSay it twice, don't forget it, y'all better catch upTo where we're atYou're behind the times, can't compete without your rhymesSo you better say your goodbyesWe got Francois, Blitz Comet, B-Tron the Jersey kid on the beatsYou know we rocks it, Demolition, the dopest girl on the micAnd Alpha Dog, I bark the truth, my verses be all nice and tightSo now you know who we areCrew Crew is the crew shining brighter than a QuasarBut you're bizarreYes you sir, are a loserSo cover up that freakish dome and head back home and take your poems[Rigby:]Hey Mordecry, or I mean MordecaiDidn't mean to diss you, please don't run away and hideSaw you sobbin' at that movie A Very Happy BrideHere, I'll pass you a tissue, try and have some male prideCause the ladies don't like your sensitive sideLike Margaret, for example, but I guess that's impliedShe won't get with you, she just won't get with youNever gonna get with you[Pops:]What is this place, this magical fieldIt's wide and it's open, nothing's concealedIt's scenic and peaceful for us to enjoyWhy, this is the park! Good show, old boy!A place of great [beauty] (undefined) for plenty to useIt inspires us all, so go spread the newsTo man, woman, child, or begging cowboyThis is the park! Good show, old boy!The key to this place puts a smile on your faceIt is the people that it does employWhy, this is the park! Good show, old boy![Skips:]Mordecai RigbyFriends don't let down other friendsYou guys are losers[Pops:]Your attitude is unappealing, some would say quite rudeYour shoes are... Colorful[Alpha Dog (Childish Gambino):]Come on tough guy, why are you tongue-tiedWatch out everybody, looks like grandpa's 'bout to cry[Mordecai and Rigby:]Weathering a righteous storm, the rainiest of daysFriends stick together through thick and thin, alwaysWe're sorry Pops, we were acting like foolsWe hope you can forgive us for being complete toolsYour poems aren't lame, they're really works of artIf we're gonna win this battle, we gotta do it from the heart[Pops:]Let's do this!Beauty is in the center of all that you seeSimple, yet complex and fully texturedAnd beauty be a part of all that you beFor you are the best rhymers that I've ever heard![Demolition (Mc Lyte):]Why you talkin' 'bout beauty manDon't understand what that's got to do with you, foolYou guys are like spoiled hams in a canSuper bland, expiration date's overdue[Rigby:]The canning of meat is quite a sweet treatSo thanks for comparing us soYour words are inspiring, ideas so concreteYou really put on quite a show![Blitz Comet (Tyler the Creator):]Okay, hold up, you wanna talk words and verbs?But your face is distracting, so ugly it bugs meTake care of that mess and sweep it under the rug pleaseSo trust me, you're only taking matters from bad to worseOnly solution is to turn around and reverse[Mordecai:]A gift to us, new perspective on thingsLife looking different from where you stand trueSo much to discover, so spread your wingsAnd take flight for a birds-eye view[Alpha Dog (Childish Gambino):]Okay, this be gettin' seriousYou guys are delirious, are you hearin' this?Talkin' 'bout positive things, but you ain't got no gameAnd it's plain to see, your strange to me, cause we beShining like diamonds, y'all be petty cashNice mustache, conquistadors be wanting it backIn fact, what are you?A rat, a squirrel, some kind of fat meercat who thinks he's radYour bird friend's dropping words absurd againUseless [?] rhymes that expose the nerd in himYou think Alpha Dog is gonna lay down and let you win?Head be all inflated, I guess, just like a giant blimp[Pops:]It's been some time since I felt this wayChallenged by such worthy opponentsYour rhyme-scheme is good, but you're missing a few componentsYou may say things that hurt, or some that will stingBut for you, it's all just posturingLook inside and be true to some real feelingsAnd the world will be yours, I'm assuringSo I thank you, good sirs, for this great contestIt's certainly been lots of funBut there's nothing you can say to put me to restSo really, I've already won
Songs by Tyler The Creator
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