Big Kannon vs. Dunn D

[Round 1: Dunn D]
I said, it’s World Domination 7
And as a celebration, they got me back for this
Greek wedding: y’all keep givin’ me a plate and I’m fuckin’ smashin’ it
And look, I understand that my name ain’t quite as big in comparison
So, either I’m a fuckin’ beast, bro, or you need to have a word with management
‘Cause the fact they got you matched with Mick, you gettin’ massacred
So, they gon’ use this as the catalyst to get rid of Kannon like a gun control advocate!
You said this would be a nice little holiday, did ya, mate?
And you’d take the easy win in this battle?
But this trip’s gon’ fuck you up for life, aye: Syd Barrett
So go ahead and start throwing, pussy, like I’m a chick magnet
Trigger-happy: I’m just itchin’ to put hands on Big Kannon
So you ain’t gonna ask if I’ve been packin’
You’ll just find out when that shit clappin’
Whether man will get messy with the toaster like Brick Tamland
You try ridin’ up on me, and I’ll empty the clip at him in a quick fashion
I’ll have that shit covered
You’ll be lookin’ like Biff Tannen when the whip crashin’!
So I hope you’re under no illusion
That I’m meant to be scared of you
Just ‘cause you’re from Chi-Town, where they’re known for shootin’
Arcade game: I’ll give him a buck-fifty for my own amusement
DaJuan Wilson ain’t gon’ pull the chrome and use it!
Fuckin’ wit’ a tool, man? Don’t be stupid!
Unless you want the audience to see Wilson
With half his face missing like Home Improvement!
Yeah! Yeah!
‘Cause while you were gettin’ ready to have a conversation to the congregation
Preachin’ to the population like your knowledge sacred
Well... I was in my hotel room
Rolling spliffs out of Bible verses like I forgot my papers
Summoning spirits, smoking dimethyltryptamine, tryna bond with Satan
So sign a deal, I’ll give him the work like an occupation
We’re gonna have the fans going back and forth like they’re oscillatin’
King think he’s sittin’ on the throne? Well, then I’ve got him strainin’
‘Cause against me, motherfucker, you ain’t movin’ shit: that’s constipation!
I mean, I just debatably beat the King of the Dot Champion!
And you gonna act like I ain’t put in work? Man, why!?
I’m as real as it gets!
Still, he gon’ play it off like I’m a nerd, and that’s fine...
‘Til I put that .38 Special to your shirt and caps fly
Big-faced ratchet singing on Kannon (cannon) like, “If I could turn back time…”
What? You thought I was gon’ talk about kangaroos and all that wild shit?
Like I ain’t on that violent shit?
But he try and swing, I’ll catch a case for fightin’ dawg like Michael Vick!
Plus, the knife I bring, I call it “Mumble Rap”
‘Cause it’s big as hell, and that shit is stupid!
So watch me cut him down to size and turn Big Kannon to a Lil Uzi!
Let’s fuckin’ GO!

[Round 1: Big Kannon]
DAMN!
I know what y’all expectin’, fans, for me to rebuttal
When I don’t even know what to tell you, player
‘Cause this nigga accent is heavier...than me and Big T in an elevator!
Now before...we get into...any lyrical domination
Just know...we ‘bout to have that conversation with the congregation
Now I’ve always wanted to say this…
Bloody wanka...play gangsta, and you will get sliced somethin’ gory, ho
With how bad this cunt bleed, he gotta get every cut seen like a 2K Story Mode!
You think this bastard spittin’!?
Well, I’ll smash than feelin’ in two rounds, like an Oreo
Because you said he has different character
But it’s still the same topics with the more he shows!
So your story goes, you an Australian battle rapper, and you’re 40, so
With this experience, you would think that Dunn done it all, like Shawty Lo!
But he had to fly to this side of the world to get exposure, ‘cause of course he knows
We wouldn’t see who was blowing up from the other side like a glory hole!
Aye, aye, aye...know your role!
‘Cause without me, this league woulda just ignored him
Lesbian sex: D doesn’t have much importance!
‘Cause his career doesn’t rival a Lux or Jordan
They were using the Kama Sutra when judgin’ this cunt’s performance
‘Cause they got this booked, and put you in a crazy position…’cause you FUCKIN’ BORING!
I’m on him...him and his wife
It’s bam or knife, let the cannon strike
I’ll put three in a rapper cap
Boy, he don’t stand a CHANCE tonight!
If I miss the shot (errrt!)
Spin the block like Vanna White
Get a pump to blow, and...the doctors gotta plug his holes with a can of Sprite!
Your advantage might be that we’re international
So dude just figures that him and Vega would come out here and blow together
Well, this ain’t a duet, nigga!
It’s FUCK Australia!
Bitch, this a danger zone that you just entered
I don’t care how it’s spelled
You can tell Australia gon’ start with "A U.S.", nigga!
Aye, but you figure you’ve had competition
You haven’t until you battled me yet
So go to the nearest bank and deposit this reality check!
First round

[Round 2: Dunn D]
I said, rest in peace, Steve Irwin!
Any of you fuckwards mention him tonight, and that’s a blasphemous move
Say his name, you’ll leave the venue and get attacked by a crew of jacked kangaroos
Steve Irwin got stabbed in the heart by a fuckin’ dog-cunt STINGRAY!
But there’s no chance of that shit ever happening to you
‘Cause I’m pretty certain the stinger wouldn’t make the distance through all the fat in your boobs!
You fuckin’...you fuckin’ Barry-White-in-the-face-lookin’ CUNT!
How the hell you get so fat and sloppy!?
I mean, no shit, I’m the underdog
And most of y’all think he’ll snatch this battle from me
‘Cause...how the hell am I meant to catch the body!?
Take a look at him! It’d be catastrophic!
I’d end up flattened from it, looking like Wile E. Coyote after that anvil squashed him!
Facts, bro! Facts!
I heard you go out to events just to get in fights with hefty women
Real shit, I heard you and O’fficial once had a punch-out over who had the bigger set of titties
You bloody heavy-figured sweaty dickhead!
With the dimensions of your breasts, I’m thinkin’
It’s best you give up all the Pepsi-drinkin’
And get yourself a solid meth addiction!
But aye, it ain’t his fault, is it? Just bad parenting
I blame your useless friggin’ mother
You could search the lands high and low
And won’t find a stupid bitch that’s dumber
I mean, you musta knew she didn’t love ya when
Instead of a name, you just get a number
‘Cause she called this cunt “DaJuan”
And I’m guessing that DaTwo’s his little brother!
Fuckin’ dumb cunt she is, bro
With the retarded slut that raised you, I am sure that life ain’t easy
And look, I understand that every time you eat something, there’s a certain comfort that you find appeasing
And look, I ain’t no medical expert, but…
I don’t need no encyclopedic type of reading
To know that your violent feeding is the underlying reason
Why your freaking size impedes your life in eating
Highly sweetened, fried and greasy diet leads to diabetes-like diseases
So, King of the Dot basically turned this into an assisted suicide, it seems
‘Cause they keep giving him a plate, knowing full well if he takes another bite, that he could die this evening!
Ya know how many big cunts I’ve knocked out, bruh?
What makes you think that you’re different?
Don’t worry about the support I brought, dickhead!
I got amigos swinging if he caught slippin’
Backing up a soldier, boy, gon’ see how far the talk gets him
When we leave Sean Kingston on the fucking floor with his jaw kicked in!
Let’s fuckin’ GO!

[Round 2: Big Kannon]
Once again...DAMN!
Me and O’fficial talk about our titties and shit
I was mad that you was making them comments
Well, the fact that we do that
That only means that we could double the profits
Aye, nigga...you from Australia, so let me help ya
You know, you gotta stay in tune
‘Cause out here, there’s no poppin’, spraying tools
‘Cause you know it’s clear it’s not a lot of gangsta dudes
So, for me to compensate the room
I’ll just talk about how you’re not a famous dude
‘Cause most your country populates their views from boxing kangaroos!
Boy, I’m not for playing, dude
I’mma ROCK you if you try to make a move
I could spray with two twin Glocks, so you’ll get shot with a doppelganger view
You need a doc and operating room- (WOOOOOOOO!)
(*chuckles*) Damn, that was long as hell!
You’ll need a doc and operating room
‘Cause how he flop with every shot that ring into him?
They won’t know if he tryna block and save the wound, or do a Macarena move!
But, twat, why fly-!?
Aye…cunt...why fly this way to lose?
Dude, when I think of Australia
I think you bitches is failures
‘Cause you’re the birthplace of Iggy Azalea
This doesn’t help ya! You’re not fascinatin’
But he’s at World Dom...congratulations!
But you’re not sick, ‘cause if you get a shot to go to another country, isn’t that a vaccination!?
I have to say this, in Toronto
I’ll spaz and bash his face in
‘Cause play King like Martin Luther, and in the Six, D’s ('60s) gettin’ assassinated!
I get aggravated, and you get money in the back? I'll have my niggas rob you
Oh, I got a petty team
They thought process is Blac Chyna
That's "take and (takin') Rob for everything!"
Aye, but, Dunn, you remember me...talkin' about that boxing kangaroo shit?
Well, that was somethin' that I did on some fun shit
But you still boxin' a kangaroo, comin' in to this function
'Cause I'm the animal to get it jumpin', and add vicious kick with the punches!
You wasn't competition, and you ain't none if you ain't battled me yet
So go to the nearest bank and deposit this reality check

[Round 3: Dunn D]
Now this fuckwit had the nerve to say this battle marks his King of The Dot dynasty
Bruv, you can't lose every single match you're in and claim you're makin' history
You far from Jordan with Chicago or the Yankees back in '53
If you've got a dynasty, well, then so's the bloody 2015 76ers team
It- It doesn't work like that, mate
You can't just call that shit a "dynasty" like you're on a major winning streak
When Little League's the last time you got yourself a victory
You were still lookin' for that first dub at KOTD...and then you got given me
Now any step he tries to take, I'll light him up like 'Billie Jean'!
You wanna transcend? Then meditate and think about it while I give him heat
Clear your head
You'll see the answer to enlightenment was in a piece (inner peace)
Sleepin', sleepin'
You wanna blow up and do it literally?
I'll blast him into smithereens
And put Kannon (cannon) in the ground like fortified artillery
'Cause you ain't blown up yet