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letra de dumbfoundead vs. tantrum - grind time now

[tantrum]
yo, see i ain’t from here. in my world we don’t fight for peace and love
so i’m on a mission to prove your life is freaking done
i traveled sp-ce and time to meet with dumb
here i am so i can k!ll the whack version of me, so i can be “the one”
now your career’s dead you should be making a eulogy
your music’s only respected in our native community
so how the f-ck are you going to take on a true mc
when you look like the asian illusion z who failed at p-b-rty
you nerdy b-tch, you shouldn’t f-cking start sh-t
if you’re a thirsty fish, i’m a hungry shark b-tch
who the f-ck viewed this mark as a battle event
this video game freak went stark mad for dragon quest
members had to cut your allowance and leave your nark -ss with half a cent
cuz you spent all your hard cash on a starcraft expansion set
what? you think you can flow dog?
cuz you f-cking with a protoss?
you got no b-lls. just been pulled off
you’re so soft. i know we’re family, but bro stop

[dumbfoundead]
yo, battling another asian guy sure is simple
it sounds like sound took the saurus into oriental
i don’t care, man, this cat ain’t ripping me
we’re both asian, but we were both raised differently
while i was attending funerals and smoking chron
you was playing yu-gi-oh and pokémon
i was taking hip-hop beyond the limits
you was racing integras and honda civics
i was getting paid and laid by tens
you was acting g-y and go raved with friends
dropping ecstasy without pants, doing some weird-ss house dance wearin’ mickey mouse hands
this motherf-cker went from working on railroads to shopping at melrose
you and the boys locking up elbows talking on cell phones
how you gonna ditch your moms at the nail store to go to the pharrell show?
yo, this guy, he ain’t just an uncle tom, he’s an uncle wong
i’ma slap with my drunken palms till you cried of smashing pumpkin songs
yo, don’t rep the fresh coast
just rep the east, or get some better frees
’cause right now you sound like the saurus and illmac with a little bit of msg
yo, your last name, i bet it’s lee
he though rakim was a korean guy who hooked up with eric b

[tantrum]
how the f-ck are we even related?
thanks to that last verse the only thing i got for you is brotherly hatred
see for me rhyme scheming tactics is as easy as tai chi and backflips
while your p-ssy -ss eats chai tea ice cream with f-ggots
you just a right wing fanatic
who joined the swim team cuz you’re too b-tch to join the chinese gymnastics
yo he’s asian, but he thinks that sounding white will help
sh-t his crew’s the swim team. who you trying to be michael phelps?
you’re bona fide trash, wearing them boldly tight pants
you’re that kid our family disowns and rolls his eyes at
you’re only known as the asian hyped as
that supporting role in movies with a mostly white cast
this fake mc doesn’t like to make cuisine “asian themed”
he’s into frank and beans, steak and peas, crepes with cheese, and make believe
yo you better leave and hop the border
or we’ll see if this fish can quench his thirst during chinese water torture

[dumbfoundead]
this motherf-cker seems h-lla angered be mellow stranger
it’s an honor for me to finally meet the b-tch behind the yellow ranger
i tried to do some research so i did a search on google
all i found was pictures of you slurping noodles and hurting poodles
having oodles of joy. you read books on confucius and soy
you sound way too much like the saurus try to loosen your voice
i know after that battle with reverse live you wanted to reverse life
cuz you crumbled like that sh-t was your first fight
what the h-ll dude stop rapping and go sell shoes
after he lost that battle he went to his dad got down on his knees and said, “i have failed you”
yo you need to use your brain, the same way you strategize a computer game username “liu kang”
you’re the type of kid to go to the shooting range to soothe your pain
remember virginia tech? you put your school to shame
ayo look at them they all laugh
this guy let his arm slash by sharp gl-ss
because he couldn’t beat a hard -ss level on warcraft
i hope you get in a car accident when you’re at a chinese restaurant parking cars
you’re the only guy who got a pink belt in martial arts

[tantrum]
look you the one who had to go insane and leave home for days
and pursue a sh-tty battle career mom and dad would be so ashamed
you shoulda just did what you were made to do
stop ditching taekwondo cl-ss, played it cool, and stayed in school
even in here there’s segregation
i’m faster at solving test equations, basically i’m just a better asian
see i spit sicker and i rhyme fresher
i can kick quicker by a higher measure
and just to throw it in, my d-ck’s bigger and i drive better
and you being late is proof that when i’m rapping it’s real
sahtyre that’s what you get for letting this man get his hands on the wheel
i can’t believe you’re from cali you should pack up and move south
everytime you rap i just wanna bash in this fool’s mouth
don’t you know you’re that annoying? quit battling dude, bounce
we only built the great wall to keep f-ggots like you out
maybe if you added b-ss in your voice you wouldn’t sound like an alien boy
and you can’t grow to be a strong man
come across every one of life’s obstacles like aww man godd-mn

[dumbfoundead]
yo i got a lot more sk!ll and you ain’t as p-ssionate
if you’re tantrum, i’m anger management
yo why you so stiff looking like an asian mannequin
take a chill pill, k!ll bill you’re messing with the real deal
you’re the type to get an erection at a steel mill
you saw a girl naked and said, “ew ew”
i think this motherf-cker is slightly stupid and i think he might be buddhist
when the bay was bringing up to hifi movement
he was doing his own thing, the tai chi movement
while everybody else was going, “dumb dumb” he was going, “om om”
can you imagine this motherf-cker lunging blades in stunner shades
learning the jumping crane from his uncle chang
check this out y’all i’m a mind reader
you’re thinking of opening up a dry cleaner
that specializes in wife beaters
yo i don’t even know why the f-ck i’m battling this pan handling mandarin asian
you used to manhandle pandas in cages for gambling wages
in conclusion, tantrum’s a hater
didn’t anybody tell you those pants are for ravers?
how ironic you just got served in oakland by a los angeles raider

- grind time now

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