Freshy Kanal, J.Chay, Lil Secks - Little Mac vs. Big Mac lyrics

BONUS BATTLE!

Little Mac! Versus
Uh big Mac?

BEGIN!

Uh, Doc
I know you really want me working on my punch
But I didn't think you meant this when
You said "take out my lunch"!
I'm not all for cheap shots
But I mean looking at it's bill
You can call me George Foreman 'cause
I'm going for the grill!
You have some history with
Competitors and Whoppers
So I'll give this double patty
Meal my own one-two offer
I've seen your marketing stunts
You couldn't Supersize up
Now I'm dishing out combos-
Without fries and cups!

I've already sent meatheads down in the ring
Ronald ain't the only clown now
You're steppin' 'gainst the king!
Heavyweights getting murdered off their
Feet laid low bronx Bruiser beating burgers?
That's a BK-O!

Your McDonaldland cop character is
Creeping out the kids
But I guess this burger's only going
Ham when it's a pig!
Your recipe's the only thing that
I could be afraid of
They named a pony after you 'cause
That's the shit you're made of!

Oh, please! You should know that
I'm packing all beef!
Eat these! Open sesame and load
Up on my seed!

Check the sheet
I'm serving billions, flavors enticing
Now I'm serving up knockouts on
The mike like I'm Tyson!

If you weren't an assist
Your career would dip fast
Once your arcade hit smash
Brushed to retro knick-knacks
They call me the Big Mac
'cause I layer that griddle
While there's more than one reason
Why they're calling you "little"!

Oh, snap! Try to come back!
But I've seen your air game
You can't recover from that!
Once was the underdog, oh
The rookie so fearless
Now you're getting pummeled to the
Bottom of tier lists!

I'm already stacked- don't even try to top me
Bit my name off for your super move
'cause all you do is copy!
Reversing up on Rocky and I'm
Switching these seats out
'Cause it's the cold-ass meat that's
Giving you the beatdown!

Don't think I've slipped up I'm
All for the counters
Take notes from your menu- I'll
Show you the pounder!
You're gross like your bathrooms
Filled up with crap
Like the people who eat you
You couldn't run a track!

Well, I'm not the one in
This battle getting eaten
Call you Little MacBook
You're getting so overheated
I'm like your trainer on a bike
'cause you're trailing behind me
Since we're finishing with this fight
Kiss my buns and bite me!