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Bob Ross vs. Bob the Builder
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Freshy Kanal
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Rap battle Bob the Builder! Versus! Bob Ross! Begin! Hey! The iller builder's arriving to light a rhyme Hey! Been redesigning bridges and houses since '99 Hey! My guy, you talk so slow, your art just ain't exciting Watching your drawn out show's like watching paint drying! But in my line of work, it's a big accomplishment You're the biggest tool I've ever had to clean the shop with You're not the first ASMR dude to land on Twitch But your first marriage is something even I can't fix You used to paint dew drops on top of mountains But now you're shilling for Mountain Dew at soda fountains How 'bout you brush up on rapping sick? The ladies; you'rе bad with 'em Your first son? Talk about a happy little accident How 'bout I tеach the blueprints of verse construction? (Yeah) 'Cause I'm creative, you just follow the instructions And once you were back in unsettling action No talking vehicles could help your remake get traction Oh Bobby! There's ain't no Logic in all your physics Won't top me, ya boy's got more drip than my acrylics But looking at your sad schtick there's nothing I can diss (Why?) Your whole personality's a blank canvas Go 2deep with the smooth beats when I roll in the booth While your machines got more emotion than you I've spread the Joy of Painting to the whole generation While your show's left aging worse than your old claymation f**k it! I got better to do, but I don't care! I'll leave you sh*tting bricks, motherf**ker, I know you're scared Wow, a f**king bush painting! Daring today, aren't we? You spent your life drawing weeds, I spent my life chopping trees! I'm repping the industry, your precious nature ain't sh*t to me Sure, I'll cut down a little green, I recycle by getting green Got Psytube rhymes, dude, you can't compare us Wanna talk mistakes? How about that yee-yee ass haircut? C'mon man, just gotta keep calm Nah, f**k that sh*t! Beat the devil outta that motherf**ker! Show him how we do it on these streets! Yeah, fair enough Yo, it's Bob the Ross I pop the rocks On top of this awfully hot coffee pot! (Talk to 'em!) I'm making heads bop (Aye!) I'll take your head, Bob (Aye!) And use your red blood (Aye!) To line the dead chalk Ain't taking your sh*t like the sh*t Goblin So quit talking I'll take your whole gang made of silver, c*ck, then quickly pop 'em Save me the fight 'Cause late in the night I was painting yo' wife In fifty shades of Titanium White! (Oh!) Boom, no cap! (b*t*h, f**k you!) Blicky strapped! (Click, one, two!) Finger on the trigger, leave a b*t*h shot through 'Fore the next shoot—sh*t! The cops! Shoe! Who won? Who's next? You decide! The next rap battle! Of [?]
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