Hot Ones vs. Binging with Babish
Freshy Kanal, TwoHatJack, Zawesome
Rap Battle sean Evans
Vs andrew Rea
Begin!
It's Sean Evans
With hot rhymes and hot questions (Uhg)
Cross me, and I'll show you a cross-section
You're wasting your own money to make milk
Steak and try it if I told you we got beef
You would probably buy it
'Cause my success just came along
Once I flow your fame is gone
And when you lose you'll blame it
On your donators on Patreon
But let me ask this: how do
You get along with it?
Is the only boat that keeps you
Above the water your sponsorship?
That's a good question
But that verse was tragic
So welcome to my new format:
Cringing with Babish
Your skills are forgettable
So save your beef and grill it
It's like you try to roast
Me on a non-stick skillet
You meet your guests and torture
Them to greet 'em, what a bummer
You should do it like my flavors
And get to know each other
I'm baking and boiling
My basics are poignant
The only place that you'd be
Spewing flames is your toilet (Oh)
You tryna' fight's a risk, but trust me
I resist you act so salty
I could beat you with the tiny whisk
Now go and run out of the rap battle kitchen
'Cause you are what you eat:
A bland and dry chicken
Who would trust a trip to Italy
Not only as a tourist
But with a guy who watches Spongebob
To pay his health insurance?
Keep your utensils out of this
Your career is just a scam
'Cause there is no size of a
Cup that could explain that gram
I chill with Jimmy Fallon and
Colbert live on stage
Reacting to your Adsense burning
In your microwave you watch cartoons to keep
Above the breadline
And keep your camera below the neck
'cause you're Hot Ones' next headline
That was the weakest heat you
Brought since we met
Your delivery today made
My refrigerator sweat
I'm the king of cooking fiction dishes
Out for all your comfort
Put my key in your mom's turkey
That's how I met your mother
I'm slightly suspicious of this
Scrawny scoundrel's flow skills
If he thinks water succeeds in
Killing scripted scales of Scoville
I spit so ill, like Gordon Ramsay
It ain't pleasant
Your wings would be alright without DaBomb
Sean Nine Elevans
You're too sensual and weak, dude
I bite it to the bone
You're busy telling all your viewers not
To try this at home let me last dab on ya'
Give my sauce some love
Why don't you go and put these
Nuts onto your Clean Plate Club!
I thought bedtime stories were a job for me
But call me Coolio, 'cause
I almost passed out, shaun the sheep
I keep expanding formats and
My legacy will grow
Tonight you're getting served on-
Freshy Kanal's cooking show!
I got the perfect burgers and
I got the perfect kitchen
I'm rapping so sick I got-
AAAAH I got the last dab in my eyes!
Who won? Who's next?
You decide the next rap battle is on the way
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