Luyện nghe bài hát Anthony Anderson vs. Usher

Drop beat, baby!

1: Anthony]
Before I start this and get in your biz
Gotta thank you for your music that helped my kids
Before I gas you up and make your any bigger
How'd you make a career fallin' in love strippers?
Usher has had a little problem with most
And "problem," I mean he up a tradition
I know it's hard to hear, but I have a question
How'd you get caught cheating and it a confession?

Huh? Huh,

Wow. Yo, let me get beat

[Round 1:
Anderson, the star of Black-ish
This supposed to be a celebrity battle, I got
You lost weight, yeah, your body, it speak
Tracee must be happy, she carries you every
You host Nation, where you and pets chat
And I got a confession, nobody watches
On another note, I know what that's
But don't think we'll ever ever ever ever ever
Forget you up in Big Momma's

[Beatboxer Joshua
Daaamn, bad

Make noise if you've seen Big Momma's House! Drop that shit!

[Round 2:
Usher's Justin mentor since he was eight
Ooh, Usher, that looks it's going great
You you got me beat? C'mon now, really?
You need Pepto, 'cause yo ass even handle Chilli
accidentally Snapchatted his penis
But half the in Atlanta said, "I've already seen this"
And the shame of mistake, Usher, you've gotta wear it
And embrace that yo dick looks like a burnt carrot

Put it away! Put it away!

I'm about to rip yo ass apart. we go

Go! Do you do

Congratulations. we go

[Round 2:
Uh, you been nominated for Globes and Emmys
Year year you come, but man, you still ain't won any?
Me, I won Grammys, what you think about that?
It's unbelievable that you ain't win for Kangaroo
You dress, got no swag, whole style is ruined
Hairdo look a cockroach family reunion
You 'posed to the truth, but your life is false
The only checks you is when the doctor holds your balls and says "cough"

Beatbox, drop beat

[Round 3:
I heard your latest album, I knew was wrong
called Hard To Love, which describes every song
You were a judge on The Voice, gig is recyclable
They only needed you to make Adam likeable
Many of your songs I near and dear
Like "Let It Burn," that song about movie career
I won this and square, admit you got beat
Because unlike you, Usher, I cheat

You bringin' up old shit, all good, alright. But let's talk about some new shit. Yo, let me get that beat

Then bring it!

[Round 3:
show, talk show, actin', aw hell
Is there that Anthony Anderson does well?
I know that make you, and it needs to be said
Yeah, you lost a lot of weight, but got a big pumpkin head
you fit, but you used to be sloppy
You lookin' like you Photoshopped a head on yo
If I had it my way, man, I'd myself
'Cause your rhymes, they make me wanna, wanna, kill myself