[Verse 1: Iron Man]
Call me the Iron Man
But I'm about to take
The Iron Throne
Also known as a playboy
So don't leave your kitty
Home alone
He's visibly upset
Get the guy a box of tissues
And considering his past
I understand his sad trust issues
Guilt and Hatred
Are healthy motivations
If you don't consider things
Like class or reputation
This is your final battle
Hope you've written up a fresh will
I'll make you feel so cold and abandoned
You'll call me Joe Chill

[Verse 2: Batman]
You're speaking to the Batman
Or Gotham City's General
You keep on talking trash
I'll leave your ass in Gotham General
Yo
You're headstrong
You need to ease up off the throttle
And I suggest that while you're at it
How about you ease up off the bottle?
Speaking of the past
How was your stint slinging weapons?
I call it dirty money
And I think your wanting seconds
The Iron King?
You ain't never been crowned
Take off the jumpsuit
You wouldn't last a single round
[Verse 3: Iron Man]
Look
I'll light a candle
For Martha Wayne and Thomas
But the Dark Knight steps
To the Iron King
You're dead and that's a promise
Women treat me like Adonis
My Pepper is like a goddess
I'm trying to be modest
Next to me, you're hooked on phonics though
I'm sorry, Bruce
I had to hit you with the suit
'Cuz I'm electric on the mic
And I'm electric in the booth
Look at our backups:
I got a War Machine to call in fights
You got a teenage boy
In red and green who's wearing tights

[Verse 4: Batman]
Look
I'm the number 1 detective
In the case of the Iron phony
Better call up Jimmy Rhodes
'Cuz its Doomsday, Tony
I'll blast you to oblivion
Just give me preparation time
And then I'll attend your funeral
To use as meditation time
You hate on Robin?
I suggest you watch your mouth
Because the Nightwing cometh
And he'll put your light out
Yeah
I'll end you in the dark
And watch your imitation heart break
And after I'm done
I'll put some Pepper on my tube steak
[Verse 5: Iron Man]
Pepper on your steak?
Ha, How original
This bat is stuck in analog
I'll kick his ass to digital
The last thing you'll see
Is me waving the Stark banner
While I stand over the Bat
In the rubble of Wayne Manor

[Verse 6: Batman]
It's the Metal prick against the Knight
He really doesn't get it
Take your crazy talk to Arkham
And I'll this chump committed
Beat ya down like Cap and Bucky
And teach you some humility
Then I'll take off the gloves
And slap you with my utility