Conceited vs Dumbfoundead

[Round 1: Dumbfoundead] Shoutout to King Of The Dot and OVO one time For flying out Jet Li on a Learjet cuz lil Romeo must die My last battle was Battle Of The Bay 5 That was 5 years ago, when I was ‘yay’ high I feel Paranoid on a 'Ye high cuz with these cameras, this host And this little pussy, am I on Dateline? I could kill you in 6 seconds I should just make Vines Let’s save time, just say “time” He’s probably gon say some Asian shit and pull out shoguns Peking Duck, Ching Chang Chong Wait, slow that down, did I accidentally diss you? I said pull out yo guns, peeking duck, ching chang chong That shit is easy as fuck, I don’t like to slow it down When I spit a line, I want y’all to know it now You always over-explain, that shit is overly done, ain’t y’all over it yet? Ironic, the shortest motherfuckers always trying to go over ya head How you that small? You look like a male Bratz doll You know I actually auditioned for Wild 'N Out Then I looked in the mirror and said, “that’s not what I’m about” They had me rhyme in a Chinese accent, I told em I’m from Korea town Then they asked the black guy next to me To wear a wig and a Madea gown Y’all know him as Conceited now You’re a D-list celebrity, I’d rather keep my integrity I’d make more money in my sleep while you sleep with the enemy I couldn’t have bought my condo with Con dough, I got Dumb money And that’s not a pun dummy, now I got young money for the artist fee And you also got young money for modeling the cover of Carter 3 Look at his baby ass with his baby tats You buy your guns at Baby Gap Your first job you babysat When you throw out punches they feel like baby daps Ya favorite rapper is Baby Bash That’s not a punchline, that’s real … baby facts [Round 1: Conceited] Listen here Dumbfoundead, now you going against the hoodie type The gun’ll spit, give you a bunch of tips, I ain’t talking about good advice Nigga you ain’t cooking me, the only thing you cook is rice Aight, which one of y’all Dumbfoundead, both you niggas look alike So y’all finally put Dumbfoundead in front of me They say you are what you eat, no wonder why this cat kept duckin' me Nigga me and this chin should’ve been battled I would’ve sawed you and flamed ya Don't think that the Dot is determined to save ya Cuz they gave me the body I always wanted like a personal trainer So I’ll pull up on that set you rep Get ya stomach cut without doing situps You better dip, it won’t work out if I spot You with the pounds that I lift up When the mac’s out you ain’t doing squat Y’all better see Dumb bail when I send this chin up This kid Dumb is the worst dressed in battle rap history I mean I hate ya shoes b You only roll in something fresh when you making sushi And what you wear doesn’t match like the lips and words in Asian movies Y’all move y’all mouths a million times for just one word and it still be off Why? They be like “……………..Hi” The sound effects never on time either It’s either like *kshch* or *huhhuh**kpshpsh* But try that kung fu shit with me I’ma grip the 8 You don’t want me to cook ya noodle Well get low man like what’s on ya dinner plates Don’t believe anything this ninja say or one word he spit today Cuz just like ya YouTube clip we know everything you kickin fake This nigga’s name is Jonathan Park That’s not a punchline, that’s real facts! No cab when you see an arm wave You can get hit with the knife But a toast will spread when I give Park, K’s I’ll show up at ya front door with a large 8 right where John stay It’ll be looking like Monopoly cuz I got the metal piece at Park Place You will get wet, grab a poncho nigga I point with the 9 like Rondo nigga And you gonna hear a lot of steel like I’m a Toronto nigga [Round 2: Dumbfoundead] How you say that kick video was fake? That shit was real It’s as real as you grip the steel If I can’t kick it, yo ya bitches will There's perks to being short, I don’t care what y’all think When you got small feet, you can get the Jordans all cheap When you order a shot at the bar, that’s a tall drink He got 3 hot tubs at the crib, all sinks I know these short jokes are getting old, but I ain’t even gotta use those They’re just starting to grow on me, but you won’t So I had some of my North Korean homies hack into ya emails I found some very interesting details Keywords like: latex, shaved legs, jpegs of Taye Diggs, all types of gay shit But I know you ain’t gay cuz you into Asians, but yours look like cavemen I stay with a bad bitch, what you think is a dime is maybe ehhh 6 Like if you went to a Thai whore house they be last pick and have dicks I get the top hoes at the Brothel You couldn’t reach the top row at a Costco’s It’s impossible, you’re hella short You, Emmanuel Louis, Gary Coleman, Martin Lawrence Lil Bow Wow, Big Bow Wow, and Kevin Hart Black Hollywood’s 7 Dwarfs A bunch of midgets in the woods living large You seem all tough in Hollywood But it’s all an act in the end like Bollywood When I’m talking K pop, I ain’t talking Gangnam Style I’m talking Gangland files In LA words can get you killed like the hangman round Lately the battle scene has gotten Iggy Azalea But I ain’t talking black and white I’m talking make believe and actual life Hear how you glorifying guns and probably gon have a blast tonight There’s some kid in every major city in America Who’s gon get blast tonight You have imaginary guns, some people have mandatory ones I seen them Wild 'N Out reruns of you rapping having fun The homie died the other day, the news ain’t ran the story once Sometimes I think we both forget that we both sell rhymes But hook us up to a polygraph, bet I won’t fail mine With ya folktales of dope sales, ain’t no shells flying Cuz real rounds don’t end when the host yells time [Round 2: Conceited] You and ya whole Asian gang, I’ll just use one fist to hit you I’ll put my right hand on that yellow circle, that’s Twister nigga Double deuce deuces, with these little blickers I’ll grip the trigger You could get shot down by the twins more than Roger in Sister Sister I’m quick to grip a Wesson or a 12, I’ll let the weapon give you hell Just like your fortune cookies you can get the message from a shell You cuff ya bitch like she in jail when she give me mad choch Yeah, you’re part of the Swim Team, I give her back strokes She give me fast throat and do good when she south Since she eat with chopsticks She should be used to having some wood in her mouth But she has the flattest ass and chest I have ever seen She such a small skeezer If I was you I wouldn’t be wrestling to hit that raw neither I mean she from China, why would you take her? No matter what she rock nothing big shows From any angle that John seen her This large nina make sure ya nephew and niece are slaughtered And ya aunt may find ya uncle been killed like Peter Parker Nigga the clip will be on ya head, you don’t need a barber And that shit will “BOW!” like you when you greet ya father I’ll kick in his door, walk in his home, start waving like I’m finna go When I’m licking ain’t no envelope I’ma hit ya sensei, ya grandfather, I’ma kill ya folks I’ma bring the Maggie to that yellow family like the Simpsons show Y’all niggas know I’ma sling him, them 9’s I’ma bring em And I bring the war to park like Wild Water Kingdom I’m bringing the heavy can, any problems I’ll let the semi blam If things go South Park soon as you walk I’ll Make sure you get caught man how can he stand? Y’all catch that? Kyle, Cartman, Kenny, Stan Man that’s why this chinky hates me If it’s problems I’ll get the shit jumping like Mr. Hanky Now lastly they told me By the looks of his eyes he might be sleepin on you So I better come with it I should be scared of his freestyles and horrified of Dumb's writtens Had me like “shit in this battle Dumbfoundead gonna cook and eat me” Nah just kidding SLOW IT DOWN! I JUST DISSED YOU! I said Dumbfoundead gonna cook and eat me? Nah, just kittens HAHH!!!! [Round 3: Dumbfoundead] I’m opening up for Pat Stay and Charron, shake my head I started this nerdy shit, this the motherfuckin thanks I get? I get the club going up like iLoveMakonnen You get in the club droppin names like “I’m with Nick Cannon” He rocks expensive shit and licks his lips like LL Cool J over here The difference is you’ve been rappin' bout dudes ya whole career By the way what’s all that shit on ya neck? What’s all that shit mean? Oh I get it, we all make mistakes when we’re fifteen This is where me, Tunechi and Wiz link We got grown man tats lil Tyga, that shit is Kid Ink How much work could they done on you? Matter fact that’s the only time you’ve had a gun on you Ratatatat butterflies on your back And some Chinese letters that don’t mean jack Every battle you do is a short film Oh you got unlimited ammo? Does that mean I could have force fields? Does that mean I could have orc, sword, shields A giant hammer that Thor wields? Does that mean I could have orbs, pills, potions to level up more skill? Just cuz you talk about guns doesn’t make it more real You’re a dork still While you and your crew was playing Gangster: The Gathering I went on a couple dates with ya family Met his mama on Tinder, thought we had something special I leaned in to kiss her, she said “SLOW IT DOWN! I JUST MET YOU!” So I holla’d at his Auntie, real polite, real respectful I thought she’d want me But she said “SLOW IT DOWN! THAT’S MY NEPHEW" My last resort was his sister, I knew I’d be successful! I was like … all aggressive with it like “let me hit!” She said “SLOW IT DOWN! I’MMA LET YOU!” It’s funny how you think Organik is your friend but he’s just exploiting you He’s like Nick Cannon at the end But after this I may never have to battle rap again But you, you’ll be back up here again Battling with him, battling with them Battling with enemies, battling with friends What’s your name sir? Jim? You’ll be battling with Jim With you it’s a never ending battle and the battle never ends The end… [Round 3: Conceited] We was supposed to battle 2009 in Grind Time with the bars you ran So what we need relay for? You was pissed, I was buzzin, if we battled you would be a corpse So that shows I been made John mad in ’09 like EA Sports I mean I thought you would sign a deal You mad cuz my views are climbing mills? I know that shit was driving him crazy, like when you behind the wheel I shoot and fire steel that’ll pop at ya And I light 8 sticks like it’s Hanukah Just to get you capped like a yarmulke That’ll erase this mark like a swastika I load and flash steel, that’s photographers And the can it’ll cap it all like Ottawa Yo I’m boxing ya if we brawl up in this place You’ll get knuckles all up in ya face And ya head be knocked off like the Jordans that y’all make So y’all go and gave me this Chino in TO Who eats soup named miso and he’s called a hero? Nigga I will take every dollar you got if ya gwap got zeroes Like that movie they was shooting, Heat Al Pacino’s in the cast and Rob Deniro SLOW IT DOWN! I JUST DISSED YOU! I said we’re shooting heat, I’ll put Chinos in a cast and rob dinero You take this Asian pride shit so far Your favorite battle rapper is probably Math I mean, there’s nothing left to talk about You’re so Asian, when you get hungry you argue with ya girl on purpose So she can put you in the dog house You take this Asian pride shit so far, you probably love Ryu And ya 2nd favorite battle rappers Tsu Surf Cuz he puts his rhymes in subtitles I should let the snub light you right now, you’ll let the pipe blaow? Nigga pipe down, you ain’t got the Magnum for protection to pop Con, Dumb it’s not in your lifestyle I need you to tell me right now Why do you use “R’s” instead of “L’s” when you speak? He be like “Herro!” my favorite rapper is Ril Wayne I mean now that’s the truth, I ain’t racist I don’t know if that’s something you do cuz you’re Asian But in this battle I’ll give you a L so you can use it in ya language That Ruger get to banging Put you in ya place if you coming for Con dough Go realer with the bananas For the monkey business wherever con go Why would you think a nine would miss? Bullets have no name but they still coming for John though Y’all know S.O.N.S created a lane for any battler that has bars Even when you Asian will break And somebody down and killin em, that’s ours No, when you Asians will break and somebody down and killin em That’s SARS So even if he did say he’ll boil me like Ether when he bust guns These blickers kick back like 3 Ninjas You Rocky? Put the colt to ya tum tum And if you did have a gun You would give nobody the bucks, you like Lush One HANHHH!!!!