[Lyric] The Rap Battle Parody Pt. 1 (Supa Hot Fire)

[Intro]
You know where we at, it's primetime rappin', so lets go head and get into it
Got our challenger over here
Yep, yep, T-Bone 225 'round my neck
225 is that area code or somethin'? Put that on map quest
T-Steak, uh
Let's go head and get it to our main man, the champion himself, no need for introduction: SUPA HOT FIRE!
First of all I'm not a rapper
So let's go a head get into this little coin toss here, good luck
Ayy, you know what I do, heads, you know how I go
Yup, tails
Ayy, ayy, ayy, huh, I go first
Ayy, ayy, silent, silent, I wanna tell 'em, tell 'em
When it comes to Supa Hot he goes first
What is this?

[Verse 1: Supa Hot Fire]
Look, look, check me out
I broke up with my ex girl
Here's her number
Sike, that's the wrong number!
Sweet dolla tea from McDonalds, I drink that
Super Hot Fire, I spit that
Two and a Half Men, I watched that (I'm not a rapper)

Hold it down, hold it down
I'm not a rapper
Aight, check me out
Glasses, jacket, shirt
Call me Glasses-Jacket Shirt-Man
Or call me Supa Hot Boy, hundred degrees, leather jacket
'Cause I'm Supa Hot, boy! (I'm not a rapper)

[Verse 2: B-Bone]
Is this what they put me up against, Supa Hot, I never heard of you
I'm lookin at him, like is he stupid, I'm 'bout to murder you
My crew ain't waiters, but still servin' you
I'm like Shaq, I get fouled and then he's back to drop 32 (shots!)
Your girl always confuse my john with a spoon, pops
Yeah she's tall enough, so she can ride, Knotts
I got the 2, but for you I keep the merchandise at the shops
They told me I had to battle, I was like this is who they set up
I'm like naw it can't be, this must be a setup

[Verse 3: Supa Hot Fire]
First of all, I'm not your friend, so stop lookin' at me
Second of all, I'm not a rapper, so stop rappin' at me
Alright, alright, check me out, check me out
I'm 'bout to end this man's whole career (damn) (what career?)
But I'm not a rapper, look
Boom, bam, bop
Bada-bop-boom, pow!