Mortal Kombat: Epic Rap Battle

[Intro: Raiden (DashieXP)]
Yo, Baraka, you're my man and errythang
But, yo, I got all of these people in front of me
And we go way back, you know, like I said
Mortal Kombat II, yaibabayai, you know all that shit
You know what I'm sayin', um, but check it, yo!

[Verse 1: Raiden (DashieXP)]
Yo, Baraka, you my right-hand man
Neva had a girl; you use your right hand, man!
It's not your fault that you're ugly as fuck
Broke so many mirrors, you're forever bad luck
Look, don't get mad 'cause I go hard, pause
Your grill lookin' like you're related to Jaws!
Anyway, but that's besides the point
You don't even need to rap 'cause I just killed you in this joint!

[Interlude: Baraka (DashieXP)]
Raiden? You're really gon' do me like that, Raiden?
It's okay, don't worry about it 'cause I got a little somethin' about you
Check it!

[Verse 2: Baraka (DashieXP)]
Hi, Raiden, or should I say "Gay-Den"
I know you got a crush on me, that's why you hatin'
Remember that one time you tried to kiss me!?
Now you in front all these people tryna diss me!?
It's OK, we all know that you gay
And that's why you don't even order food from Chick-Fil-A
Look, playa, you don't wanna test me
I can't be your right-hand man 'cause I'm a lefty

[Interlude: Liu Kang (Peter Chao)]
Uh, turn my headphones on, bitches!
Let's do this!
Liu Kang!
Uh, uh, uh

[Verse 3: Liu Kang (Peter Chao)]
Baraka, you so ugly, I feel your sorrow
Sonya move right past you, she'd rather hit up Goro
Liu Kang, bitch, I bicycle kick your head off
I'm the Steve to your Bill, Apple to your Microsoft
Round one's flawless, round two's the same
Bitch-ass muthafucka, you got no game!
It's all just formality, get ready for fatality
You bald baby bitch-ass, I might score a babality!

[Interlude: Baraka (DashieXP)]
Well, well, well, that was cute, Liu, it was cute
But don't think I forget about that fatality you did to me back on episode two!

[Verse 4: Baraka (DashieXP)]
Yo!
Liu Kang, go fry some wontons
Buy some new pants and throw a shirt on!
Ain't nobody here tryna see that shit
I block all your punches and bicycle kicks!
So, please, you can't out-do me!
And for God's sake, you are not Bruce Lee!
So shut up and bake me fortune cookies
So I can feed 'em to my groupies!