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Dropping Bombs

This song was created for Game of Bands round 105 : "Epic Rap Battles"

Lyrics:

Comin’ in hot dropping bombs like you're Syria
Platypus here causing mass hysteria
Terror to your face
See the error of your ways
Cause I’m here to lay waste to your life

And you know that I’ve paid the price
Damn I’ve paid it thrice
So you know I’ll be doing it right
So you better head off for your bunker
Cause the siren’s singing
And death from above I’ll be bringing

You’re not prepared for this type of warfare
Bombs from the air, horsehair, vicuna knitwear, fanfares, silverware spoons,
You’re just goons, and pretty soon, you’ll be leaving the room

With tucked tails, and no tale to tell, but I wish you well,
Cause I’m bout to turn your world into hell
With bombshells. I’m spittin hot fire
Lyrically superior, your rhymes are just tired.

The death knell’s ringing, you haven’t got long
Good luck keeping calm and carrying on


[Save yourselves]
Yeah I’m going to war, I’m gonna settle the score
[I’m not like anybody else]
Dropping bombs overboard, storming the shores


You motherfuckers think you can step to me
And mess with me? I’ll turn you into refugees
Cause you nigga’s don’t compare, look to the air
You’re underground, and I’m up here

This ain’t no cold war, with rhymes this hot
Leave your body burning, like flaming shots
B52’s, absinthe, napalm on your asses
Better call home so they can order your caskets

Cause looking at your records, I ain’t impressed
I_likethings, your tunes just leave me depressed
Peterkin couldn’t even last one minute at best
And RandomWords? Go back to school and learn to

Express yourself, and test yourself
against a weaker opponent or you’re just gonna blow it
You know it, I ain’t fucking around,
I run this town, and I’m gonna burn you to the ground

I’ll keep it raining fire till the break of dawn
So good luck keeping calm and carrying on


[Save yourselves]
Yeah I’m going to war, I’m gonna settle the score
[I’m not like anybody else]
Dropping bombs overboard, storming the shores
[Fire from the skies will fall]
Death from the skies, yeah, I’m burning your lies
[Can you hear the siren’s call?]
Team 1 going down, I’ll drop you to the ground


You don’t have the badges to battle this gym
But even if you did, you know that you never could win
Cause I got that Charizard, straight up burning your asses
Call me Khaleesi cause my rhymes please the masses.

And in this Game of Bands, you win or you die
Hear the rifles rapid rattling, look to the sky
Where I fly, by, and leave the sky simmering
In the shadow I cast you’ll be cold, shivering

Everything I do is so noble: dynamite.
The Ottoman to your Constantinople: kryptonite
History’s gonna be kind: Churchill
I’m writing history with my rhymes: Overkill

I know you wanna be me, cause I’m hot like Jughashvili
But I am so much more than that, Manhattan in my veins like Robert
Oppenheimer. Rhyming with my might unfurled
I am become death, the destroyer of worlds

I’m coming down on you like an atomic bomb
So good luck keeping calm and carrying on


[Save yourselves]
Yeah I’m going to war, I’m gonna settle the score
[I’m not like anybody else]
Dropping bombs overboard, storming the shores
[Fire from the skies will fall]
Death from the skies, yeah, I’m burning your lies
[Can you hear the siren’s call?]
Team 1 going down, I’ll drop you to the ground
[Apocalypse]
I’m bringing napalm strikes, so run for your life
[Soon the sun will be eclipsed]
You’ve got nothing to save, start digging your graves
[So surrender now]
I don’t need a fucking team to bring you to your knees
[Cause you’re not winning anyhow]
Team 1 you’re going down, so don’t make a sound

[Exit]

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