John Wick vs John Rambo vs John McClane Epic Rap Battles of History (Ft. EpicLLOYD, Nice Peter & Zach Sherwin)
[Intro]
EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!
JOHN WICK!
VERSUS!
JOHN MCCLANE!
VERSUS!!
JOHN RAMBO!!!
BEGIN!
[Bridge: John Rambo, John Wick, John McClane]
Alright, I guess I'll be the one to draw first blood
Or maybe, you could draw an audience to see any of your new movies
"Come out to the coast, we'll have a few laughs", sounds sweet
But no, I'm stuck here with these two jerkweeds
About to kick their ass with bare feet
Argyle, drop the beat
[Verse 1: John McClane]
I'll set it off like it's the top of Nakatomi
Need a fire hose to swing on you, you're both so below me
I haven't stopped killing it since Karl's brother Tony
And I got your detonators right here, blow me (Oops!)
Ship your booby traps home, Rambo
Cause you'll nеver take the W without thе P and O
Does your lip hang low? Does it wobble to and fro?
Can you string that shit up on your compound bow?
And lighten up, Wick, with your brooding saga
How about a little hakuna matata, Baba Yaga?
You got the trousers: tapered, and the watch: Bucherer
But your acting falls flatter than the Hans Gruber!
Leave the underground coin game to Mario Brothers
And John, Bubbe what the fuck's with the chest butter?
That bandolier looks heavy as shit
I'm like this prick's ring finger: only need one clip, c'mon
I been sharp as shattered glass since the late '80s
And, like your late pup, I'll leave you pushing up daisies
Less is more, boys, that's my advice
You, less survival knife, you, more survival wife
EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!
JOHN WICK!
VERSUS!
JOHN MCCLANE!
VERSUS!!
JOHN RAMBO!!!
BEGIN!
[Bridge: John Rambo, John Wick, John McClane]
Alright, I guess I'll be the one to draw first blood
Or maybe, you could draw an audience to see any of your new movies
"Come out to the coast, we'll have a few laughs", sounds sweet
But no, I'm stuck here with these two jerkweeds
About to kick their ass with bare feet
Argyle, drop the beat
[Verse 1: John McClane]
I'll set it off like it's the top of Nakatomi
Need a fire hose to swing on you, you're both so below me
I haven't stopped killing it since Karl's brother Tony
And I got your detonators right here, blow me (Oops!)
Ship your booby traps home, Rambo
Cause you'll nеver take the W without thе P and O
Does your lip hang low? Does it wobble to and fro?
Can you string that shit up on your compound bow?
And lighten up, Wick, with your brooding saga
How about a little hakuna matata, Baba Yaga?
You got the trousers: tapered, and the watch: Bucherer
But your acting falls flatter than the Hans Gruber!
Leave the underground coin game to Mario Brothers
And John, Bubbe what the fuck's with the chest butter?
That bandolier looks heavy as shit
I'm like this prick's ring finger: only need one clip, c'mon
I been sharp as shattered glass since the late '80s
And, like your late pup, I'll leave you pushing up daisies
Less is more, boys, that's my advice
You, less survival knife, you, more survival wife
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