Drop The Mic, Anthony Anderson, Usher - Anthony Anderson vs. Usher lyrics

Before I start this battle and
Get in your biz
Gotta thank you for your music
That helped make my kids
Before I gas you up and
Make your head any bigger
How'd you make a career fallin'
In love with strippers?
Usher has had a little
Problem with most women and "problem
" I mean he breaks up a tradition
I know it's hard to hear
But I have a burning question
How'd you get caught cheating and
Call it a confession?

Anthony Anderson, the star of Black-ish
This supposed to be a celebrity
Battle – I got catfished
You lost some weight yeah, your body
It speak tracee must be happy
She carries you every week
You host Animal Nation
Where you and pets chat
And I got a confession: nobody watches that
On another note, I know what that's about
But don't think we'll ever
Ever, ever, ever, ever
Ever forget you up in Big Momma's House

Daaamn, bad movie-movie

Make some noise if you've
Seen Big Momma's House! Drop that shit!

Usher's Justin Bieber's mentor since
He was eight
Ooh, Usher, that looks like it's going great
You think you got me beat? C'mon now, really?
You need Pepto
'cause yo ass couldn't even handle Chilli
Usher accidentally Snapchatted his penis
But half the women in Atlanta said
"I've already seen this"
And the shame of that mistake, Usher
You've gotta wear it
And embrace that your dick looks
Like a burnt baby carrot

Uh, you been nominated for
Golden Globes and Emmys
Year after year you come, but man
You still ain't won any?
Me, I won eight Grammys
What you think about that?
It's unbelievable that you ain't
Win for Kangaroo Jack
You can't dress, got no swag
Whole style is ruined
Hairdo look like a cockroach family reunion
You 'posed to tell the truth
But your life is false
The only checks you gettin' is when the
Doctor holds your balls and says "Cough"

I heard your latest album
I knew something was wrong
It's called Hard to Love
Which describes every song
You were a judge on The Voice
That gig is recyclable
They only needed you to
Make Adam Levine likable
Many of your songs I hold near and dear
Like "Let It Burn
" that song about your movie career
I won this fair and square
Admit you got beat
Because unlike you, Usher, I don't cheat

Game show, talk show, actin' – aw, hell
Is there anything that Anthony
Anderson does well?
I know what that make you
And it needs to be said
Yeah, you lost a lot of weight
But still got a big pumpkin head
Nowadays you fit, but you used to be sloppy
You lookin' like you Photoshopped a
Head on yo body
If I had it my way, man, I'd battle myself
'Cause your rhymes, they make
Me wanna, wanna, wanna kill myself