[Round 1: Nocando/Rhetoric]

Nocando:
Okay Okay okay okay
You came with lisa left eye lopez
Thinkin your so fresh
Two cokeheads, go to your homestead, before your both dead
Yo Johnathan park
You don't got a shot in the dark
You got to be crossing your heart
Like a catholic passing a crash with a dead baby's body caught in the car
That would be where Rhetoric comes in

Rhetoric:
That would be where rhetoric comes in
But i couldn't say nothing
Cause i couldn't rap forever
I ain't gonna battle this mother fucker
When he lives his dad and pays his rent-er
You thinking your better
You dont look the same without your helmet, your coloring book, and your fucking suspenders

Nocando:
Kill'em with this rap shit
You little whack bitch can't even spit my name
Unless sayin it in the past tense
I fathered you
Both you get your ass kicked
Hes wearing his shirt
Cause you spit 20 milligrams of whackness
You ain't going against me
Who is this?
You stupid bitch
I smack the fuckk out of ludacris and bruise his lips
Ain't nobody beatin No
You all mutherfuckins smoke tweak and blow
Your facial features decomposed a weak ago

Rhetoric:
Y'all dont have the surgery or the technology to fade me
Nice choice of partnership
Both of you look like affirmative action slavery
[Round 1: Dumbfoundead/Sahtrye]

Dumb:
Shut up your the whackest armenian
Stop using rap as a medium
You hat is a map on expedia

Sahtyre:
Yo im rapping for the people
This what i like to see
An immigrant in the shadow of a negro
I'll stab him with a steeple
Imma sit this battle out so this battle could be equal

Dumb:
Yo all of your shit is whack
Like P Diddy's tracks
Nocando had to carry you piggyback

Sahtrye:
You can't really rap, shit
Its broke lenny kravitz with a coke sniffing habit
Im bout to tear you in fours
Your a square in the door
You couldn't comb your hair with a fork
Your an aryan lord
Youre just a little tan
He won scribble jam
What are you doing little man
Dumb:
Yea, you won scribble jam
Too bad your alcoholic father doesnt give a damn
I have to communicate through both of them as the middle man

Sahtyre:
Im killin cats
This fool ain't bustin
He raps for 17 bars and dont say nothin
And it can still be that simple
Ill pop you like a little black pimple
Your fucken bimbos
Temples
Sick flow

Dumb:
What are you expecting from me
Im the freshest MC

Host:
Time!
Dumb:
Those are the designs from Penny (?)

[Round 2: Nocando/Rhetoric]

Nocando:
Mother fuckers are talking like they're doper than us
You sit the fuck out
You motherfuckers are posers and suck
I punch your friend in the sternum
And i bet your shoulder'll touch