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the mcdonald's vs. chick-fil-a rap battle - kyle exum lyrics

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[intro]
(choir)

[verse 1: mcdonald’s]
first off i’m right at the end of my shift
so don’t you act like that
that water cup got it some fizz
you gon’ get tapped like that
now what in the arby’s is this?
you want beef bad like that
a star flashing lights and the cam
now where’s the action at?
who’s next in line?
we top of the food chain get that order fixed
ain’t slide you slipped
sauce it costs a quarter you ain’t bouta dip
your pieces peaked
gotta deal with you i’m going 3 for 3
closed sundays? still your customers will come to us religiously
across the street? ain’t crossing me
lord knows you’ve been behind
say why’d the chicken cross the road?
to get thе better fries
you’rе half as real as happy meals
you lie on every thigh
want beef? you can’t till we on 10
oh would you check the time
it’s artificial your smile your glow got every gmo
ol’ mcdonald’s farm with our goats no you can’t see my e i o
what we’ve got you’re missing by miles ain’t gotta wait till halfway home
hands on waffle house? let’s find out
pop out till clock out we on go
you know your drip ain’t this
rizz all in the fizz these numbers come with ease
you lost your lead
all you make our fouls you ain’t gon’ start with me
they switching sides
think we plagiarized the way i take your lines
i’ve seen your cup, half full or empty either way it’s mid to mine
it comes to mind it comes with fries
you ain’t still serving purpose
the ice cream machine is broke
we still got sunday service
took the signs we let you slide
you ain’t as lit as ours
we out of patience, line and fries
this here’s the final straw
[verse 2: chick*fil*a]
if i may
sunday ain’t today so you can get the work
we’re here to serve
chicken or the egg both ways we coming first
you heard the boss
get worked every week y’all mad we taking off
i peeped you making beef it’d really only help to stir the pot
don’t think we ride? just step outside
we’ll serve you face to face
ain’t got no more mcdollars left
but they still pay fil*a
your company’s on chuck e cheese
bk in every way
got every deal and value meal
and still ain’t getting saved
chicken? i make and dish it
chicken turned me to a goat
goat it turned me to a legend
legend has it ronald knows
you never had it in the bag
a grain of salt is missed we catch it
think you’re apple with the mac
you’re windows how you pull up second
we above the mean
fries baptized in grease we save in every way
my order’s wrong
daily we gon’ pray for y’all since y’all our prey
we running things
we’ve been dashing action on the day to day
your future as a food truck is a sunday service day away
now who had said you’re welcome here?
no pleasure left behind
don’t matter in or out the bag
you still got missing fries
don’t wanna wait? drive*thru valet
you’ll never catch our drive
serve juice out your communion cups
it’s worth the sacrifice
*breathes*
[verse 3: mcdonald’s and chick*fil*a]
repeat that sir?
go ba da ba on mcops
static at my spot so i don’t know what you heard
you’re talking to a mcboss
what you run, i walk
no you don’t want this work
we’re building macs on our block
so you know you’re made for playing you angry birds
your soggy fries could traumatize
your pick*me*chicken’s haunting dreams
been coming up, you’ve seen the signs
they went the extra mile for me
you macfish, all of that beef you’re faking
talents, all of those things you ain’t get
travis, sicko mode meals ain’t jack
no you ain’t scott free how you’re trying us lately
tea mid let that sink in
noah’s ark can’t save you chickens
tony stark can’t fix your business
ain’t a shark so why you in it?
4pf they’re throwing 4’s up
soggy fries they throwing yours up
christian selling soul
you’re selling out with yours and still got shown up
‘l*a i hope a flock of karens come a minute before you close tonight
i hope your meal and all your sauces spill the day you’re wearing white
hope there’s mcfood at home but your lil sibling eats the wrong one twice
i hope you win a car
a car?
to make starve sunday service time
you’ve got the h*rns don’t make you goats
you sheep ain’t off the hook
mold’s greener on the other side
but we gon’ let you cook
takes 1 mcrib to end your biz
i call to get you booked
[outro: kyle]
can i just get my order please?
on 2nd thought i’m good, wait!

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