[Verse 1: War Machine]
Let's go to war, boy
I'm a machine
I thought you knew that
Paint a picture in your blood
Everyone's like "Who drew that?"
Put any obstacle in front of me-
Going through that
Nightwing's a hummingbird
You're battling a deathcat
My cool never comes off
Breaking both your thumbs off
You stepped into the ring-
With a certified war god
They got it wrong in Gotham
When this zero was appointed
So let's be honest, B-Wayne would be
So disappointed

[Verse 2: Nightwing]
Never disappointed
'Cuz I always rise above
Taking flight in the night
A perfect fit for the glove
Of defender-
Gotham City one and only new hope
They're screaming for me in the streets
I'm feeling like the new pope
You Iron Man wannabe-
Though I would take him down too
An overrated follower
Rockin' a metal clown suit
Drop to the floor and give me twenty
For that weak verse
I'm way above your rank
You'll hit the road in a gray hearse
[Verse 3: War Machine]
You're talking awfully big
I see your size through the tights though
They're all voting War Machine
The others are a typo
Come and get your L
Since you're messing with the W
I beat you down, body bag, bury deep
And shovel you
Skilled as a pilot
King of armed combat
Instead of sending Batman
I'm battling a wombat
My arsenal is massive
I'll take you down with no fight
RIP this little bird bitch will never take flight

[Verse 4: Nightwing]
Listen Rhodey Rhodes
I'll beat you 3 ways from Sunday
Stark's got an A8
And you're riding in a Hyundai
You're playing second fiddle
Don't deny or try to fight it
You're secret truth beneath the War Machine
Is that you like it
How do you want this beatdown?
You've got the luxury to choose
It's your specialty
How many battles have I watched you lose?
You fell from the sky
On your last failed mission
I'll leave you paralyzed and broken
Just call me the second Vision
[Verse 5: War Machine]
You wanna throw in low blows?
Well, War Machine's back in action
I'll decimate this bird bitch
To my satisfaction
It's Rhodey Rhodes
Never down for long
That's how the story goes
Reaching heights that would give
This little prick a bloody nose

[Verse 6: Nightwing]
Not bad, you've been practicing
It's still not enough though
I took your old ass down with facts
No low blows
G-City thoroughbred
Verses Rhodes the Pretender
Just beat the metal off
This B-Team Avenger