Leyshock:

You know I got the Primetimes chillin'

Gettin' through this day God willin

Gettin' off work early cause the music needs some killin'

The hard part, that's where to start

It's uncharted waters

Glasses and a scar on my head, feelin' like Harry Potter

Rick Deckard:

The other slick Rick

Cummin' on the track first sending dick pics

Make ya forget your favorite rapper exists

Find me dancing in the end like I got a pick six

Leyshock:

Time to start the rap battle up in this bitch

Remind little dick Rick that he dug his own ditch

If he ever starts to work, stops touchin' himself

You might learn that your boy Rick can't even spell

Rick Deckard:

Oh Tyness

Yeah I heard that you the flyest

From your own lips

Self proclaimed Leonidas

Yeah I heard your mixtapes

Err, should I say shittapes

Wrote a Yelp review on how ya own dick tastes

Leyshock:

Damn! That's nasty as hell

Not like the other Burly Boy

Like how ya nuts smell

Let's take it down a little

Leave the insults and chill

Before I drag you in the dirt and leave your mother in my will

Rick Deckard:

I'll eat your kids like Ravioli!

Always clean the plate, remember what Grammy told me

Lil' Deck keep ya eye on Guacamole

And always know the difference between ham and bologna

Leyshock:

God damn Rick

Slow down a bit

Where in the hell did you get all this Demonic Shit?

Put a lid on your face

Doin' your dog a disgrace

And I know that you play the Peanut Butter under the Nutter game

Rick Deckard:

Deck to this date

Is your greatest mistake

Cat's out the bag now the lion's takin' his place

Know where ya live, and disconnect the brake lines

Get ya ass a metronome and keep them hits on time

Leyshock:

I'm titillated that you thought you'd win the game my dude

You came into my house and so I taught you the rules

You like the lyrics "Champagne, Champagne"

'Cause One more word couldn't fit in your brain!

Rick Deckard:

See me flexin in a full court, floor press

See you stressin' in a four door Ford Flex

See me with chicks on my dick lookin' gorgeous

Show you where the door is

Invest in a thesaurus

Leyshock:

Aight, so you've got the fast rap about

Booty you got on tap around

But I'll make the paper

Sell CDs to your haters

And while you sift for paydirt

I'm creatin' the craving, come on