Epic Rap Battles of History, EpicLLOYD, Nice Peter - Bob Ross vs Pablo Picasso lyrics
[Epic Rap Battles of History, EpicLLOYD, Nice Peter - Bob Ross vs Pablo Picasso lyrics]
Epic rap battles of history bOB ROSS
VERSUS pABLO PICASSO bEGIN
I am the greatest
The modern art Muhammad Ali
I melt faces, call me MC Dali
Your whole body of work is
A fluffy mountain of crap
You're the PBS version of Nickelback
But, I think you must be a
Genius cause with zero training
You made millions teaching people how
To suck at painting
Why don't you go back home
And beat your brush, you chump!
I could make better art with my wiener, Lump!
I'm so glad you could join me today
So I could teach you how to
Feel some joy when you paint
You're moody little genius, always so serious
I know, you must be on your Blue Period
Your work is melancholic
I'm painting happy little trees
Call me Jackson Pollock
Because I splatter MCs
With the voice that soothes, so let's do this
I’ll twist you up like
You're a Rubik’s cubist
Don't use that word like you know what it is
You painted thirty thousand pictures
Of bushes and sticks
Does your audience know that you
Stole your whole show?
You just ripped off your teacher
And added an afro! My name is Pablo Diego
José Francisco de Paula
Juan Nepomuceno María de
Los Remedios Cipriano
De la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso
Backtoyoubob
Well Bob is dropping bombs
Like this is Guernica
I served twenty years, Air Force
United States of America
My technique will make your mistress weep
Put her to sleep, elbow drop her dreams
I go deep
And I keep it mellow like some cadmium yellow
I'm a bright like titanium
White kind of fellow
Don't believe in mistakes unless
You step to me yo Pablo
You just got your happy little ass beat!
Who won?! who's next?!
YOU DECIDE! Here’s a Epic… here’s a little
Rap… BATTLE OF HISTORY!
VERSUS pABLO PICASSO bEGIN
I am the greatest
The modern art Muhammad Ali
I melt faces, call me MC Dali
Your whole body of work is
A fluffy mountain of crap
You're the PBS version of Nickelback
But, I think you must be a
Genius cause with zero training
You made millions teaching people how
To suck at painting
Why don't you go back home
And beat your brush, you chump!
I could make better art with my wiener, Lump!
I'm so glad you could join me today
So I could teach you how to
Feel some joy when you paint
You're moody little genius, always so serious
I know, you must be on your Blue Period
Your work is melancholic
I'm painting happy little trees
Call me Jackson Pollock
Because I splatter MCs
With the voice that soothes, so let's do this
I’ll twist you up like
You're a Rubik’s cubist
Don't use that word like you know what it is
You painted thirty thousand pictures
Of bushes and sticks
Does your audience know that you
Stole your whole show?
You just ripped off your teacher
And added an afro! My name is Pablo Diego
José Francisco de Paula
Juan Nepomuceno María de
Los Remedios Cipriano
De la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso
Backtoyoubob
Well Bob is dropping bombs
Like this is Guernica
I served twenty years, Air Force
United States of America
My technique will make your mistress weep
Put her to sleep, elbow drop her dreams
I go deep
And I keep it mellow like some cadmium yellow
I'm a bright like titanium
White kind of fellow
Don't believe in mistakes unless
You step to me yo Pablo
You just got your happy little ass beat!
Who won?! who's next?!
YOU DECIDE! Here’s a Epic… here’s a little
Rap… BATTLE OF HISTORY!