Doc Brown vs Doctor Who Epic Rap Battles of History (Ft. Watsky & Zach Sherwin)
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[Intro]
RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!
DOC BROWN!
VERSUS!
DOCTOR WHO!
BEGIN!
[Verse 1: The 10th Doctor]
Ooh, actually, if you don't mind, it's just The Doctor
Doesn't even really matter who, who am I even talking to? Oh yes, you
The wannabe Einstein minus the 'stache, travels through time but with no class
I'm saving the world while you dilly-dally, you can't even invent a way out of Hill Valley
And calm down, will you? Everything is going to be fine
You're not going to tear any wonky holes in any fabric of space and time
Actually it's a lot more like a rug really, never mind
Let's just say there's an infinite number of me simultaneously kicking your arse with rhyme
[Verse 2: Doc Brown & Dalek]
Great Scott, you're great—not, I spit it hot
And generate way more power than one-point-twenty-one gigawatts
I'm not sure what sort of scientific authority you purport to be
But I'm a real doctor, where'd you get your degree?
Despite all of your companions you couldn't be having less sex
I don't know what's lamer; your fans or your special effects
You don't get another turn to debate, time to face your permanent fate
Now Dalek my balls! Exterminate!
RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!
DOC BROWN!
VERSUS!
DOCTOR WHO!
BEGIN!
[Verse 1: The 10th Doctor]
Ooh, actually, if you don't mind, it's just The Doctor
Doesn't even really matter who, who am I even talking to? Oh yes, you
The wannabe Einstein minus the 'stache, travels through time but with no class
I'm saving the world while you dilly-dally, you can't even invent a way out of Hill Valley
And calm down, will you? Everything is going to be fine
You're not going to tear any wonky holes in any fabric of space and time
Actually it's a lot more like a rug really, never mind
Let's just say there's an infinite number of me simultaneously kicking your arse with rhyme
[Verse 2: Doc Brown & Dalek]
Great Scott, you're great—not, I spit it hot
And generate way more power than one-point-twenty-one gigawatts
I'm not sure what sort of scientific authority you purport to be
But I'm a real doctor, where'd you get your degree?
Despite all of your companions you couldn't be having less sex
I don't know what's lamer; your fans or your special effects
You don't get another turn to debate, time to face your permanent fate
Now Dalek my balls! Exterminate!
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