- Alpha Dog: Okay, this be gettin' serious You guys are delirious, are you hearin' this? Talkin' 'bout positive things, but you ain't got no game And it's plain to see, your strange to me, cause we be Shining like diamonds, y'all be petty cash Nice mustache, conquistadors be wanting it back In fact, what are you? A rat, a squirrel, some kind of fat meerkat who thinks he's rad And look at that, your bird friend's dropping words absurd again Useless bits of rhymes that expose the nerd in him You think Alpha Dog is gonna lay down and let you win? Head be all inflated, I guess, just like a giant blimp
- Alpha Dog: That's it? Blitz Comet, show this fool how we do.
- Blitz Comet: [Rapping] Blitz Comet on the scene. You step to me and you gonna get creamed-corn! All up in your teeth, you reek, you're the opposite of chic, ya freak! Your ryhmes are all antiques. Nobody wants em, they throw em all away. Right from the get go like your brain is on delay. Matter of fact yo, you better get a check up. Go ask your doctor, why you be so ugly from the neck UP?
- Pops: What is this place, this magical field? It's wide and it's open, nothing's concealed. It's scenic and peaceful for us to enjoy, why this is the park, good show old boy. A place of great beauty for plenty to use, it inspires us all so go spread the news, to man, woman, child or begging cowboy, this is the park, good show old boy. The key to this place puts a smile on your face, it is the people that it does employ, why this is the park, good show old boy.
- Pops: I'm just so excited to hear some fellow poets. I thought I come join you in the celebration of rhymes.
- Alpha Dog: Yo, whatcha say? Nah, nah, nah, nah, hold on man.
- Blitz Comet: You trying to step to us?
- Pops: I'm just so excited to hear some fellow poets. I thought I come join you in the celebration of rhymes.
- Alpha Dog: Nah, nah, nah, nah, you're not celebrating nothin'! Yo V-Tron, turn it up. Yeah, CrewCrew's coming at you. Say it twice, don't forget it. Y'all better catch up to where we're at. You're behind the times. Can't compete with our dope rhymes. So you better say your goodbyes. We got Francois, Blitz Comet, V-Tron, the Jersey kid, on the beats. You know we rock. Then Demel-Ishun, the dopest girl on the mic. And Alpha-Dog, I bark the truth, my verses be all nice and tight. So now you know who were are. CrewCrew is the crew shining brighter than a quazar. But your bizarre. Yes, you sir, are a loser. So cover up that freakish dome and head back home and take your poems.OOOh, loser!
- Big Trouble: Hit it! Y'all better watch out 'cause Big Trouble's on the mic now. I knock all of your lights out with my verse y'all be cursed, exploding like some fireworks, bow!
- Demel-ishun: Why you talkin' 'bout beauty man don't understand what that got to do with you fool, you guys are like spoiled hams in a can, superbland, expiration date's overdue.
- Blitz Comet: Okay, hold up, you wanna talk words and verse, but your face is distracting, so ugly it bugs me, take care of that mess and sweep it under the rug please, so trust me, you're only taking matters from bad to worse, so the only solution is to turn around in reverse.
- Rigby: Hey Mordecry, oh I mean Mordecai, didn't mean to diss you please don't run away and hide, saw you sobbing at that movie 'A Very Happy Bride', here I'll pass you a tissue, try to have some male pride!
- Mordecai: [stops beat] See Pops, it's easy!
- Rigby: 'coz the ladies don't like your sensitive side, like Margaret for example but I guess that's implied!
- Mordecai: Okay, dude.
- Rigby: She won't get with you, she just won't get with you, not gonna get with you, never gonna get with you...
- Mordecai: Okay, we get it!
- Rigby: I'm just keeping it real.