Wayne Brady vs. Jake Owen Drop The Mic (Ft. Jake Owen & Wayne Brady)

[Round 1: Jake Owen]
Wayne does it all, such talent is rare
He can do absolutely anything, except keep his hair
Or a show on-air, you're a walking toolbox
You make white folks more comfortable than a pair of Birkenstocks
Your rap's so weak, I'm about to eat you for lunch
You're a ratings killer, the weakest of the Brady Bunch
You dance, you can sing, you can play any part
But the one thing you can't ever be is as famous as Kevin Hart

[Round 1: Wayne Brady]
Battle a country star? I was down with that
Battle Jake Owen? Who the hell is that?
Your music, I'd rather listen to Bieber
Or drink Kool-Aid with Donald Trump watching Jungle Fever
Jake the fakey, achy-breaky, made a mistake-y
Your "jokes," jokes in air quotes, your shit is kinda shaky
I'm bald, white people like me, same old thing
Let's make a deal, I'll grow my hair back when you learn how to sing

[Round 2: Jake Owen]
Well, you're a kid-friendly nerd, man, way easy to beat
What block are you repping, Wayne, Sesame Street?
An awful career, now you sure know how to pick it
The difference between me and you, man, is I actually sell tickets
I'm taking you out and there ain't no turning back
The only soul in Wayne Brady is right there in your—
(Oh, you got that patch, you took it off...)
And I see you dancing on a game show, it makes me sad
Little kids watch and they're like, "Man, is that Nick Cannon's dad?"