Rap it up

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The episode starts with Mordecai,Rigby and Nico watching CrewCrew.)

Alpha-Dog: Alright, so who's next? Who thinks they can take on the legendary CrewCrew?

CrewCrew: CrewCrew! (Big Trouble walks up.)

Alpha Dog: Looks like Big Trouble's back for more.

Rigby: Dudes, another battle's about to start!

Nico : Nice!

Mordecai: Ahh, Yeauhhh!

Alpha Dog: Man, this dude is back every week.

Big Trouble: Nah, I got y'all fools this time, hit it! (V-Tron turns on the radio.) (Rapping) You all better watch out, cause Big Trouble's on the mic now, i'll knock all o' your lights out, with my verse, y'all be cursed, blowing up like fireworks. powwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!

(The crowd is unamused)

Alpha-Dog: That's it? Blitz Comet, show this fool how we do.

Blitz Comet: (Rapping) Blitz Comet on the scene. You step to me and you gonna get creamed-corn! All up in your teeth, you reek, you're the opposite of chic, ya freak! Your ryhmes are all antiques. Nobody wants em, they throw em all away. Right from the get go like your brain is on delay. Matter of fact yo, you better get a check up. Go ask your doctor, why you be so ugly from the neck UP?

(Crowd cheers and Big Trouble walks away.)

Mordecai, Rigby and Nico: OHHHHHHH!!!!

Pops: Excuse me.

Nico : Oooooh. My gosh.

Mordecai: What is Pops doing?

Pops: A hug can be a wonderful thing. Two arms wrapped around you like a mother's wing. But we're so selfish when we are blue. Doesn't a hug deserve a hug too? Thank you.

(Nico slams his head on the wall.)

Alpha Dog: Yo, whatcha say? Nah, nah, nah, nah, hold on man.

Blitz Comet: You trying to step to us?

Pops: I'm just so excited to hear some fellow poets. I thought I come join you in the celebration of rhymes.

Alpha-Dog: Nah, nah, nah, nah, you're not celebrating nothin'! Yo V-Tron, turn it up. (Rapping) Yeah, CrewCrew's coming at you. Say it twice, don't forget it. Y'all better catch up to where we're at. You're behind the times. Can't compete with our dope rhymes. So you better say your goodbyes. We got Francois, Blitz Comet, V-Tron, the Jersey kid, on the beats. You know we rock. Then Demel-Ishun, the dopest girl on the mic. And Alpha-Dog, I bark the truth, my verses be all nice and tight. So now you know who were are. CrewCrew is the crew shining brighter than a quazar. But your bizarre. Yes, you sir, are a loser. So cover up that freakish dome and head back home and take your poems.OOOH, loser!

Everyone at the Snack Bar: Loser.

(Pops is about to cry)

Mordecai: Aw dude. Come on! Pops, are you ok?

Pops: While I appreciate their poetic skills, I am not a loser.

Alpha-Dog: (scoffs) You look like a loser to me!

Blitz Comet: Yeah, why don't you take gramps back home before he starts crying some more? [laughs] Loser.

[Crew-Crew laughs, Pops, Mordecai, Rigby and Nico walk away]

Mordecai: C'mon, Pops, let's go.

Pops: [shoves Mordecai away] No! [walks up to Alpha Dog] I'll have you know my verses won many a competition!

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