[Intro: Humpty Hump (Del)]

This is a federal food fight

(You better know it!)

That means we're callin out all you kooks and crooks

(What?! We're about to rip this shit)

Oh, me? My name is Humpty Hump

(There's a party in here, baby)

I'm the original big-nosed rapper, baby

(You better get down with this, baby)

We're about to sling hot food all over this piece

(Just nothing but a food fight!)

Here we go, back in the house for the 9-whatever

(Foood fiiiiiggghht)

With the bacon and egg sandwich



[Humpty Hump]

You ain't bringing groceries, g

Your groove is getting rude over records

But can you sling the food like this?!

You better bite this

If you wanna make the people move like this

Chez wa, Allah, cheese burger

Flame broil base, my pickle make ya wiggle

You're busted, my mustard will wax your whole plate

By itself, not including all my funky condiments

Nod your head to this and DUCK DOWN

As I commence to lock and load a fresh cantaloupe

Yo, I'm illin! I'm slingin melons

Like the felons are slangin dope sacks

So max but I wouldn't stand so close up in the light

Either bring it or hide

Cause it's about to be a food fight!



[Chorus]

(You need something for the food fight!)

We hit you in the neck with a cheeseburger

(Gotta bring food to the food fight!)

Yeah, bruh, we hit you in the neck with a cheeseburger!



[Del]

It's classic

Slapping brothers with some lettuce from jurasstic

I counteract it with the Shock with ham hocks

>From brothers who might Tupac

Fifty-seven black [????] and lots of flows

Fat like hippopotamoes, still caught em though

In the face with excrements, peep my testaments

I bring the se