Bilbo frees himself from a door frame and buzzes down the hallways clocking at least two miles per hour. He spins a wicked wheelie and then clears his throat.

"Hey yo, someone gimme a beat."

A black janitor drops his mop and quickly starts beatboxing.

"Yeah... uh... yeah... yeah... uh huh...

Yo Jack Cain, wack maing, rorschach face got me thinkin' I'm insane

Bitch you ain't main event you nothin' but low rent

Look at you standin' there, I know that you shook

Got more dead kids in your mouth than Sandy Hook.

Jack Cain I drop bombs, I go to bed with your moms

Like a bitch on the pill, Cain got the weak flow

Fat face and a sad soul

Fungus on both toes

Bring your mom and your wife I'll be bouncin' on both hoes.

BITCH."

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Hey there spacker, that was quick, surprised you ain't suckin' on Bitch Doctor's dick.

Why you gotta bring this attitude down? All you gonna do is make me frown?

But maybe you'd like that you sick little fuck? Not half as much as me if you got hit by a truck.

I ain't no rapper, but I ain't no fool, I ain't waistin' my time talkin' about your tool.

So hop back in your chair and back through that door, before I cut your cock off and nail it to the floor.

Word to your fuckin' mother B-Dog.

"Oh my god is the for real?

I'll take him to Deliverance and teach him to squeal.

Like a pig, na meen? Yeah you feel me.

You woke up from a nightmare now this is the real me.

That shit was weak, Cain, do you need more time?

60 seconds or so to come up with a good rhyme?

Call Chris Chaos up, use his Wiki for reference

Then get down on your knees and show me some deference

Your time's running out like the hands on a clock

But I'm more concerned about your mouth on my cock

Now I got somethin' to make you all smile

Jack Cain's parents had a daughter and he's an only child."

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On the contrary you cumstained little shit, I'm enjoying this more than suckin' Jenny Myst's tit.

The whole point is you strated this battle, now you wanna cry like a baby with a fuckin' rattle?

The best part'a you slithered down your momma's leg, she didn't even want ya so the nurses had to beg.

You got no style, you got no class, all you think about is cock and ass.

So I'm gonna solve your problem, pretty easy to do. It'll take five minutes if you sit still too.

I'm gonna get a machete, sharpen the tip, then castrate you, you dumb fuckin' crip.

But even that'd get you off, so here's part two, I'll mail it to Boston, and there's nothin' you can do.

So poor old Bilbo will be alone, just watchin the clock - cos we all know he's nothin' without his festerin' little cock.

"Clock and cock! This nigga's rippin' me off!

Plus his enunciation sounds like an HIV cough.

Put your seatbelt on, Jackie, this landing is rough,

I was going easy on you but enough is enough.

You're a sad old man with a low sperm count

Let's not even get started on your T cell amount

You got another appointment jerkin' off into cold jars

Gettin' your prostate checked, drivin' home in your old car.

Meanwhile my rap's like Fort Knox because I'm rollin' out gold bars.

Don't be sad cuz your soft while my dick's rated four stars.

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T-Wish shows up outta nowhere giving the two guys encouragement.

Keep it up guys, I say it is close between y'all battle rappers.

"Tommy come over here and put my balls in your mouth."

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Nah... you can have your balls in someone elses gullet.

Tommy walks away before he gets in to deep.