Jake Paul vs Mike Tyson - Ego Rap Battles

LYRICS:

[Jake Paul]
Hunnid grand, everyday bro, another bag
If it’s Tyson Imma fry him, ohio fried chicken, like the nugget brand
All your fans gon’ want they money back
Like the IRS, debt’s what you rack
Passed the competition, iron (i run) laps around mike, like i was Evan’ (a van/evan) id slap you)
How the fuck I on park south with a southpaw in a rap brawl
Need a better fuckin stance dawg, if you wanna dance, keep your pants on
Disneyland flow’s what you channel, but this shits about to get a lot worse
With the way you Neil deGrasse (kneel to grass) Tyson, turned the weed farm to a god church

[Mike Tyson]
Someone tell Jake he gonna need some insurance, cuz I’m gonna go for the throat
But like Logan Paul you ain't out of the woods yet, till after i show you the ropes
Corny ass Little Mac Lethal, I know that none of the shit that you got is your own
But fuck please forgive me, you’re not Eminem, you’re more like a “we got Jack Harlow at home”
(Ding ding) Hear the bell sound
Ain’t Dirk dares, but you scared now
Leave him sleeping on the floor like team 10
You the Walmart mr dream, kid
Beefing with a vegan, will be devastating
This the last mis-steak that you’ll be ever making
Like I’m Hearn, get this hearing settled, make it
Like I bit his ear, this shit is deaf-amation

[Logan Paul]
YOOOOOOOOOOO BROOOO U GOOD???

[Jake Paul]
Bro???

[Logan Paul]
Damn bruh I'm so glad you're okay, I thought you were done for…

[Jake Paul]
I’m down for the count, you must avenge me brother. This is so not litty…

[Logan Paul]
Shh, second verse is coming SECOND VERSE!!
LOGANG, can’t compete with this FLOW GAME, dab on haters
Like a glass of joe shattered opponents you’ve faced with
But ain’t beat him or those allegations ‼️
Old ass man, hope you got your prescriptions
Iron mike nah you iron deficient (YUP)
Out your Prime, shit was limited time
Now I’ll drop the mic, link in the description! (MAVERICK!)
Weed smell loud as fuck

[Jake Paul]
Is that ya boys cologne?
Lisp like cartman, if we catch you on park south “I’m going home”
Mama in the brothel, but addiction’s a hard pill to swallow

[Logan Paul]
Like you Can’t decide whether to hit your wife or hit the bott-

[Tiger]
*tiger eats logan* (AHHHHHHHH)

[Mike Tyson]
Thought I was down for the count, huh? Should know by now that you can’t do it
Got me thinking when you gon’ learn? same thing all your fans was asking with Edfluence
Now you creeping on kids, I hear
That’s not cool, your fans might get sick ideas
You ain’t got the sauce, lil Disney punk
I like my bars dissy, bruh!
So “So sorry” ain't gonna cut it, keep talking dirty to me, Jake, I LOVE IT
Your whole career is a series of several severe and continuous lapses of judgment
Jake be nimble but he’ll never hold a candle
So keep throwing shade but you’ll never escape your brothers shadow