Napoleon VS. Napoleon (Featuring EpicLLOYD & Nice Peter) Songtext
von Nice Peter & EpicLLOYD
Napoleon VS. Napoleon (Featuring EpicLLOYD & Nice Peter) Songtext
Epic rap battles of history
Napoleon versus Napoleon
Begin
Gosh, I can′t believe how much of a little bitch you are
When it comes to world leaders you like literally lowered the bar
I'll rip your bones apart Bonaparte, turn your horse into glue
Welcome to The Battle of Waterloo part II
I got skills, I′ll put you in a half, Horatio Nelson
You're the ugliest thing that's ever failed in Russia since Boris Yeltsin
You could keep your french fries, I got tater tots you gnome
Why don′t you crawl back in your little shell, escargot the heck home
How dare you address moi, you adolescent worm
I am French! You are a buck tooth nerd with a perm
I spit at you harder than Tina the Llama
Smacking your face ′til your lips swell up like Lafawnduh's
Doodle up some friends, you gangly freak show
Before I toss you over the mountain like the dreams of Uncle Rico!
This bastard′s about to see how bad a battle can be
After this, your buddy Pedro will be voting for me
Why don't you freaking exile yourself on your little island and hide
′Cause this is a rap roller-coaster, you're not even tall enough to ride
I don′t even care how many like stupid Prussians you've killed
'Cause to me, you′re just the emperor of the Lollipop Guild
Sacrebleu! T′as une tête à faire sauter les plaques d'egouts
I′m going to shove your moon boots right up your poop shoot
I'll whip you so bad, they′ll make a virgin meringue
You're the only type of dynamite that′s never going to bang
Who won?
Who's next?
You decide
Epic rap battles of history
Napoleon versus Napoleon
Begin
Gosh, I can′t believe how much of a little bitch you are
When it comes to world leaders you like literally lowered the bar
I'll rip your bones apart Bonaparte, turn your horse into glue
Welcome to The Battle of Waterloo part II
I got skills, I′ll put you in a half, Horatio Nelson
You're the ugliest thing that's ever failed in Russia since Boris Yeltsin
You could keep your french fries, I got tater tots you gnome
Why don′t you crawl back in your little shell, escargot the heck home
How dare you address moi, you adolescent worm
I am French! You are a buck tooth nerd with a perm
I spit at you harder than Tina the Llama
Smacking your face ′til your lips swell up like Lafawnduh's
Doodle up some friends, you gangly freak show
Before I toss you over the mountain like the dreams of Uncle Rico!
This bastard′s about to see how bad a battle can be
After this, your buddy Pedro will be voting for me
Why don't you freaking exile yourself on your little island and hide
′Cause this is a rap roller-coaster, you're not even tall enough to ride
I don′t even care how many like stupid Prussians you've killed
'Cause to me, you′re just the emperor of the Lollipop Guild
Sacrebleu! T′as une tête à faire sauter les plaques d'egouts
I′m going to shove your moon boots right up your poop shoot
I'll whip you so bad, they′ll make a virgin meringue
You're the only type of dynamite that′s never going to bang
Who won?
Who's next?
You decide
Epic rap battles of history
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