Bugs Bunny, dressed in a rapper's outfit, is snacking on a carrot in the restroom. Daffy enters the room.
Daffy: B-Rabbit, you're on.
Bugs: Eh, I told you, Daffy, my name is Bugs.
Daffy: No, your MC name is "B-Rabbit"! We've got to appeal to today's kids! No longer Looney Tunes, we're "Lizooney Tizunes"! Woo-hoo! Real hip-hop, dawg!
Bugs vomits in the sink.
Daffy: Sufferin' succotash!
Bugs: Eh, I'm nervous, Daffy.
Daffy: Listen, brother, you've gotta get out there! And don't choke again!
Bugs: Eh, which way is the stage?
Daffy: Just look at the sign!
Daffy points to a sign reading, "Pismo Beach" and "The Stage".
Daffy: Get ready for the rap battle of the century! First, let's have a hand for DJ Bacon Bits!
Pan to Porky Pig in a DJ's outfit.
Porky: Eh, blee-blee...Put your hands in the air like you just don't care. Heh heh.
Daffy: All right! Our first challenger tonight, hail from 8 Carrot Road! Put your hands together for B-Rabbit!
Bugs enters the stage in his usual manner of digging underground.
Daffy: And, first on the mike tonight, is the reigning champion, the MC Hunter, Elmer Fudd with a PH!
Elmer Fudd: I'll get you, wabbit! Go! I'm taking you to school, call me the Professor, you're sexually confused, 'cuz you're a cross-dresser. You like to kiss men, and that's real funny. Call up, Hugh Hefner, you're a gay-boy bunny! You're lost on this stage, you need a map, j*rky, you made a wrong left turn at Albuquerque. One more, one more. I'm a pimp, 'cuz my hunting apparel's hot, son. You'd go diving down your hole with my double-barreled shotgun.
The closed captions of this skit render the final line of the above as "I'll do a dwive-by on your hole with my double-bawweled shotgun."
Elmer fires at Bugs with his shotgun.
Daffy: Now, hold on a second, Mac! It's not rabbit-hunting season yet! See?
Daffy points to a sign reading, "Wabbit Season (Not Yet)".
Daffy: Okay, your turn, B-Rabbit!
Bugs: Eh, ee, yo! Eh, heh, uh...yo...
Crowd: Choke! Choke! Choke! Choke!
Crowd Member: Ah, you suck!
Bugs: Yeah! Yeah! I know that you call me a "Wascally Wabbit", you say your R's like W's, that's a really bad habit! It's room, not woom, trees, not twees, you replace so many R's, I thought you was Chinese! You're so stuck on yourself, I'll call you Elmer's Glue. I got you some coffee, one lump or two?
Elmer Fudd: Two? (Bugs whacks Elmer on the head with a mallet, twice.)
Bugs: I only dress like a girl to prove that you're gay! Would you like a kiss, handsome?
Elmer Fudd: Really? Okay!
Bugs: Elmer packs Fudd, you heard what I said. He's so bald, I'll put a "hare" on his head! I'll sit down on your head just like I was a Thinker. Hmm... (farts) Ain't I a stinker?
The crowd goes wild.
Daffy: Holy Toledo! B-Rabbit wins! B-Rabbit wins!
Elmer Fudd: (sobs) I'm a disgrace!
Dr. Dre: Yo, B-Rabbit. It's me, Dr. Dre.
Bugs: Eh...What's up, Doc?
Dr. Dre: Ain't nothing but a 'G' thing baby. I'd like to offer you a record deal. You're gonna go down in history as the first gray MC.
The Looney Tunes circles zoom in on Porky Pig. The words "That's all b*tches!" appear in front.
Porky: Eh, blee-blee...That's all b*tches!