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EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!!!
BABE RUTH
VS
LANCE ARMSTRONG
BEGIN!

[Lance]
Before I let loose
With this ruthless aggression
I’ll let you be the second
Fat woman hearing my confession

I admit it
I did what I had to do to win
I’m an athlete
You’re a specimen of sin

With your drinking, and smoking
And choking down food
I know French dudes
With better manners than you

So swing batter batter
Show me what a fatter rapper can do
I beat cancer
I can sure as hell crack you

[Babe]
You lived strong, beat cancer
Congratulations!
Now I’ll drop your ass faster
Than your own foundation

Third base with an Olsen Twin;
That’s the sin, face it
She’s just a little girl
What’d you give her a bracelet?

The whole nation knows you ride
Too tight in the crotch
You’re as boring as your
Tour De France is to watch

So come on little buddy
Don’t look so pissed
With all that blood and attitude
You’re like a menstrual cyclist

[Lance]
You set records before black men could compete
Are you kidding me?
That’s like having a pasta contest
Without Italy

You’re an orphan who found his way
To fortune and fame
Just think what you could’ve done
If you would’ve actually trained

I’m the pinnacle of physical condition
While you dip your stick in prostitutes
And call it foul tippin’
Are you trippin’?

You’ll be nothing but a skeleton
Messing with the fellow in yellow
Who will be pedaling
Like hell up in the peloton!

[Babe]
It’s the bottom of the ninth
Against the Texan in a bathing suit
Filled with more artificial ingredients
Than a Baby Ruth

It may be way too soon
But I’m calling my shot
And I’m not talking about
Those Italian syringes you brought!

The Sultan of Swat will knock you
Right outta the park
And round the bases to the sound
Of uproaring applause!

While you hang your head in shame
And disgrace because
You got lost and forgot
What real sportsmanship was!

You look tired, kid
You got Sheryl crows feet eyes
Pedal home to France
And maybe bring me back some fries

Cause if you step to Ruth on the mic
I’ll fan your fancy bike and all
YERRR 0UT! With three strikes
And just one ball

WHO WON? WHO’S NEXT? YOU DECIDE!
EPIC RAP BATTLES *CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAPCLAPCLAP*
OF HISTORY!!!

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