– [Nick] Yeah, D-Wrek drop that beat. (hip hop music) Uh, clap, clap, clap,
clap, yeah, yeah, uh. Oh alright, Sky gon’ step
up, we do it like this? – I’m like, the first one. – Gotta stay fly, I’m so
fresh to death I might die, and you looking like an angel no lie, so let me up in that heaven, so I can touch the sky. (audience oohs) (bell dings) (audience laughs) – I got it, come here clips, Yo, hit man, I’m the baddest around. When it comes to battle
rapping I’m the best in town, look, I leave a murder scene, is it me? Or do clips look like the
head coach from Burger Kings. Ayo, Scott,
(bell dings) I could go all night, I know you’re used to Black
Ink, but mine shoot out white. (crowd heckles) – [Nick] That’s nasty, that’s nasty. (crowd laughs) – [Chico] Alright.
– Yo. – Okay.
– B.Simone, – Oh wait, wait. – B.Simone!
– [Chico] Hold on, okay. – Yo, you as hairy as a
man, the way you looking, you could be your own boyfriend. – [Nick] Ooh.
(bell dings) – You made a song about a cow, I know you think you the bomb. Ayo Nick, chicken heads
they belong on the farm. (crowds cheers) – Doja Cat, heres something
you won’t believe, I went back stage, and found
the rest of your weave. (crowd laughs) (bell dings) And I got loot, if she don’t
wanna use it for her head, put it on your boots. (crowd laughs) – [Nick] Kiss my ass.
(bell dings) (crowd laughs) – Yo, DC.
– Oh(beep) – Every time that I see you, I say damn, you look like the blue
monster from space jam. – [Nick] Oh, monsters, the little ugly one.
– Alright, check this out. Look space jam, now that ain’t white. That’s why you look like
a fake ass Gucci wife. (audience laughs) (bell dings) – Gucci wife, fine, I don’t. – But don’t she look
like the fake version. – DJ, Cut the beat for me (audience ooh) Ah, you know I can’t catch the beat. Ah ah, Chico. Hi. Chico, I know why you slow, ’cause your head is shaped
like an Idaho potato. (audience laughs) (bell buzzes) – I had to cut the beat for that? – Yeah (laughs).
(crowd laughs) – It was very funny (fake laughs) Ay, come here baby, ay. Yeah, I’m Chico Bean and
I’m known to get cash. I got a Idaho potato, you
got them stuffed in your ass. (audience laughs) (bell dings) (air horns) – Some very intense and
disgusting Wildstyle, DJ D-Wrek, who won? – I gotta give that to the black squad, so make some noise for the black squad. ♪ Wild out, we gon’ wild
out, we gon’ wild out. ♪