[Intro]
EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!
MANSA MUSA!
VERSUS!
JEFF BEZOS!
BEGIN!
[Verse 1: Mansa Musa]
Wallah, by the holy Quran I lay my hand upon
I blaze Bezos, inflict inflammatory damage on
Amazon, burn it down like when they put the cattle on
The hottest on the map since the Atlas of Catalan
The King of Mali, with gold bars you can't escape from
Lyrically I pack heat, you pack a tape gun
I'm landing blows you can't dodge, this ain't sales tax
I left footprints in the Sahara, I know hot tracks
I bust dorks like dot-com bubbles when I hit 'em
Nah, you can't spit, you got that Al Gore rhythm (Ha-ha!)
Here's a nugget of advice to get your union problems handled
Want workers that don’t piss? Hire some camels!
I expanded horizons with libraries and mosquеs
While you chopped off the top of all thе mom and pop shops
All you widened was the gap between the haves and have-nots
Now they ordering or living in your cardboard box
[Verse 2: Jeff Bezos]
At Amazon, our product research is phenomenal
But I've never heard your story, and I own Audible! (Hahahaha!)
So go dig some more gold, there, Kanye West Africa
I'm hotter than the soundtrack to Battlestar Galactica!
Never trade blows with jazzy Jeff Bezos
Egghead with a huge set of huevos
I serve more people on the web than Spider-Man
You rap like a soccer mom, that's why you roll with caravans
You're overrated like you leave economies inflated
You're about to taste some of that salt that you traded
What's the long-term play in giving your wealth away, eh?
'Cause now I feed your whole country for the price of a cup of coffee per day!
So bow to me like you did to the king of Cairo
You're 'bout as hack as Saudis tapping my iPhone
You'll be more ashamed than when you accidentally killed your mom
When I make you shit your pants worse than Diapers.com
EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!
MANSA MUSA!
VERSUS!
JEFF BEZOS!
BEGIN!
[Verse 1: Mansa Musa]
Wallah, by the holy Quran I lay my hand upon
I blaze Bezos, inflict inflammatory damage on
Amazon, burn it down like when they put the cattle on
The hottest on the map since the Atlas of Catalan
The King of Mali, with gold bars you can't escape from
Lyrically I pack heat, you pack a tape gun
I'm landing blows you can't dodge, this ain't sales tax
I left footprints in the Sahara, I know hot tracks
I bust dorks like dot-com bubbles when I hit 'em
Nah, you can't spit, you got that Al Gore rhythm (Ha-ha!)
Here's a nugget of advice to get your union problems handled
Want workers that don’t piss? Hire some camels!
I expanded horizons with libraries and mosquеs
While you chopped off the top of all thе mom and pop shops
All you widened was the gap between the haves and have-nots
Now they ordering or living in your cardboard box
[Verse 2: Jeff Bezos]
At Amazon, our product research is phenomenal
But I've never heard your story, and I own Audible! (Hahahaha!)
So go dig some more gold, there, Kanye West Africa
I'm hotter than the soundtrack to Battlestar Galactica!
Never trade blows with jazzy Jeff Bezos
Egghead with a huge set of huevos
I serve more people on the web than Spider-Man
You rap like a soccer mom, that's why you roll with caravans
You're overrated like you leave economies inflated
You're about to taste some of that salt that you traded
What's the long-term play in giving your wealth away, eh?
'Cause now I feed your whole country for the price of a cup of coffee per day!
So bow to me like you did to the king of Cairo
You're 'bout as hack as Saudis tapping my iPhone
You'll be more ashamed than when you accidentally killed your mom
When I make you shit your pants worse than Diapers.com
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