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lirik lagu chaotic rap battles - hank hill vs homer simpson (crb #10)

chaotic rap battles!
hank hill
vs
homer simpson
let’s go!

[verse 1: homer simpson]
let’s see, everybody already knows me as the og
you other dads bit off me; haven’t you seen peter vs randy?
i’ve always got rhymes handy, you’re not the least bit tough
now watch me down a duff and f~ck your country ass up! (woo!)
’cause simpson is fixing to give your hick ass a whipping
’cause the chance of you winning is even fatter than griffin
you’ve got to admit it, i’m spitting toxic with rhythm
i work in a nuclear plant b~tch, i drop bombs for a living!
you claim to be a texan, dude, you were born in new york
you like sports? i’m football, you’re soccer; eat my shorts
like your truck, you’ll crash and burn, i hit harder than a train
i’ll drop you faster than your wife dropped out of that plane

[verse 2: hank hill]
i don’t know what i just heard, is that a verse you just spit?
i wouldn’t drive 2000 miles to hear any part of that sh~t
when we cross paths like the alamo, i won’t fall back
i’m going to kick your ass, then re~enact kicking your ass!
this sh~t heel from springfield is out~sk!lled and out~grilled
i spit ill, you’ll get k!lled when messing with hank hill
so get the h~ll out of here and never step into heimlich
i’ll pimp slap you with raps ’cause i’m the mac daddy of rhymes, b~tch!
i sell propane and propane accessories
and in the rap game i deal the most pain excessively
drop heat aggressively; bars charred hard? definitely
i’m cooking you worse than a steak on a flame ’cause grilling is my speciality!
i spit a verse successfully, i’ve already won
you’re choking on the beat worse than you choke your own son
this boy here got more seared than a piece of well~done beef
so i’ll ask you politely yet firmly to f~cking retreat!
[verse 3: homer simpson]
d’oh! what was that? like your ass, that sh~t was flat
you and your son are a joke, and you’re both complete cr~p on the track
you constipated punk, now you’ve got a problem keeping that mouth shut
’cause you’re talking a lot of cr~p, but ain’t backing sh~t up!
your boss tried to frame you for murder, and you still kiss his ass, huh?
well, i may be a simpson, but you’re a simp, son
you’re used to being second best ’cause you never get promoted, ooh!
you can’t intimidate me when your wife is more of a man than you

[verse 4: hank hill]
no wonder you’re a narcoleptic, all you do is sleep on the beat
h~ll, i almost nod off after every time you speak
you’d think after 36 seasons, you’d at least be decent
you’re the same dope who almost caused a nuclear meltdown for no reason!
now go on home homer, so you can work on getting sober
you treat marge so poor, i don’t know how the h~ll your marriage isn’t over
at least i can handle a beer, you couldn’t even handle vegas
you f~cked up, and got drunk, and married a sl~t waitress!

[verse 5: homer simpson, hank hill, and dale gribble]
oh yeah? well, you guys are all dopes, give up hope!
all you dumbasses should have died the day you jumped off that boat
you don’t know me, i’m rusty shackleford!
shut up, dale! this isn’t the time for you to act absurd
[verse 6: hank hill, homer simpson, bill dauterive, and jeffrey boomhauer]
oh hank, i want to rap! dang it bill, get out of here!
yeah, you should leave like your wife; and yours has been cheating for years
get the h~ll off my lawn! boomhauer, give ’em your wisdom first hand
dang ol’ man, tell ya whut man, you ain’t nothing but a dang ol’ b~tch, man

[verse 7: homer simpson]
ooh, propane and lawns! dude, you’re boring as sh~t
dale’s a better father than you to a son that isn’t even his!
you want to relate to bobby, but yet you never support him, man
i’d say have another kid, but you can’t even try again!
eating donuts, giving no f~cks, ripping the flows up when i’m shooting
you preach morals, yet your town was founded on prostitution!
i haven’t seen you get this violated since that dolphin, ha! sad!
i beat you bad, but you already got f~cked up by your own dad
ptsd got hank going downhill, d~mn i’m on a roll!
i’ll grill your dog at my next barbeque, and i’ll be sure to use charcoal!

[verse 8: hank hill]
bwahh!! h~ll no! boy, you ain’t right!
but i ain’t too surprised with that iq of 55
your fate’s sealed like wakefield, you’ll be wishing you were dead when i murder this
in my cypher you’re fired; i’m your boss on the track, cause i’ll burn a b~tch!
sparking the flame, i ignite the propane, at the top of my game and i’m going insane
as i cause an explosion of triggered emotions, you’ll learn i’m a pro when i’m bringing the pain!
coming at you like a comet, you ain’t never gonna stop it
i’ll put homer back into a coma, i tell you whut, b~tch!
your show should have been over, isn’t it supposed to tell the future?
you sure as sh~t didn’t predict you’d spit the worst verse ever!
all you do is scream and whine, is that why momma left you behind?
she abandoned you once, then a second time when she f~cking died
who won?
who’s next?
chaotic rap battles!

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