ERB - Artists vs TMNT. Epic Rap Battles of History Season 3 Finale Lyrics

Epic Rap Battles of History!

Donatello,
Michelangelo,
Leonardo,
Raphael,

VS,

Leonardo,
Michelangelo,
Donatello,
And Raphael!

BEGIN!


Cowabunga dude,
so lets get it on,
reptiles against the fathers of the Renaissance.
We got the classical technique to kick these three toed freaks back under the streets. (Ooh!)
I take a turtle and I turn him into mincemeat,
you don't really wanna step to da Vinci.
I love the ladies, I like to keep it mellow,
so let me pass the mic to my man Donatello.

Hard shell, but you're gross in the middle.
Wouldn't wanna touch you with a 6 foot chisel.
Born in goop, raised in poop, I slice through a group of ninjas like fruit, oops.

Yo! Raphael and I came to flow,
deemed dope by the Pope and I boned till I croaked.
I'm an emcee Shredder, but I get the feeling,
I should pass it up to my man on the ceiling!

Oh! Michelangelo and I'm a giant!
I made David, but I slay you like Goliath!
I'm a rap God and you can't quite touch me,
this battle's your Last Judgement, trust me!

We drop science!
We got the mathematics!
The architects of rebirth are rap addicts!
You beat the Foot, but it won't go well,
when you catch an Italian boot to the half shell!


The wisdom of our master, (Splinter)
taught us not to rush to violence, (Master Splinter)
but our master, (Master Splinter)
ain't here dude!

I don't think you wanna mess with my katana blades,
so get back in your floppy helicopter, fly away!

I can bebop a steady rock mic sucka,
I'm a pristine Sistine nun chucka!

Oh hi! I'm a cool but rude guy,
put you back in school with the tip of my two Sai!

Uhh, Dona-tell me what you do again dude,
cause I don't Gattamelata clue what you do.


That's because you mutants are too immature!
You wouldn't know genius if it pissed in your sewer!
We got the talent, and the minds, and the rhymes so sweet,
We're like your NES games, cause we can't be beat!


Yo go ahead and hate, we'll just skate on by.
You guys draw more dicks than New York Pride.
We're the TMNT, drop kicking Italy,
chowing on your tower made of pizza,
save a slice for me!
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