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epic fanmade rap battles of history - henry ford vs alexander graham bell كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: alexander graham bell]
ring, ring! it’s your destiny calling, pick up you bloke!
i spit rhymes so amazing, you’ll end up with another stroke!
mister ford, come here, put your dukes up once and for all!
you’ll be the one coming up short even though i’m not as tall!
see, this is my impression of you:
“i blame this sock, this unbrella, and this beat on the jews!”
this battle’s only just begun, but i’ve already won!
’cause fact is, i hate you more than you hate your own son!

[verse 2: henry ford]
i’ll snap you like a graham cracker and erase you with one smear
but what are you going to do, douchebag? you can’t even hear!
go back to scotland, laddiе, and try to create a bettеr way to taunt!
why would you even invent something you don’t actually want?
facing you is most defenently not all it’s cracked up to be
what’s the buzz? oh, it’s just the engine from my new model_t!
you suck alex, here, i’m simply going to be blunt
you only have abilities if you put a dis_ in front!

[verse 3: alexander graham bell]
you’re going down henry! on destruction i’m h_llbent!
it’ll take more than your whole assembly line to even make a dent!
you’re getting hydro_foiled sonny, i’ll wreck your machines
then knock you right off the cover of time magazine!
i’ll write the story of your defeat and send it to national geographic
forget about creating cars, you’re just the creator of traffic!
we all know you wanted to say “yes” to kurt ladecke
every one of your rhymes: now that’s what i call a car wreck!
[verse 4: henry ford]
i spit rhymes colder than metal but you still can’t detect it, son
was i not speaking into your good ear? oh wait, you don’t have one!
i hope you stroll down the the retirement home and call it quits
i’m worth 200 billion dollars, you aren’t worth a piece of sh_t!
i spit rhymes faster than a light beam, so go back to the place you like to dream
cause this is a mass production of disses; fordism at it’s extreme!
oh alexander, your rapping’s even worse than i had feared!
so hop on one my inventions and get the h_ll out of here!

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