Picture a child sitting next to a projector

learning from your films

to become a much better director

now picture a 3 billion dollar

dream machine

who can block bust all over

your crop duster scene

try to Duel with me Alfred

you must be Psycho

I'll bring back JAWS

and take a bite of your LIfeboat

I'm Always so on top of my game

I get the Vertigo

my jet's in the Terminal

waiting for me to Murder! ya

I rock the Academy and the DGA

you rock as many Oscars

as that schlep Michael Bay

next time you're filling up those jowls

with three steaks and soufflé

check the trades

see me Amblin to my next big play

I produce cartoons

and make games for all ages

you produce Jimmy Stewart

making one of two faces

maybe next time I visit

you'll be a bit more gracious

now kiss my full moon

and just bask in my greatness

that was a close encounter

of the turd kind

but there won't be

a pretty ending this time

half your billions

should go to John Williams

now brace yourself

as I reveal my brilliance

I'm the master

of suspense

so intense

no defense against Hitchcock

once he presents

my skill is enormous

orchestrate brilliant performance

you're more horrible than

Megan Fox's acting in Transformers

c'mon

fish puppets and Muppets

to stir the fears up

I squeeze screams out of chocolate syrup

I'm the best mamma-jamma

ever stood behind the camera

damage panderers

and haunt you like the last Indiana

Cut gimmie a Tylenol

stop rhyming y'all

Alfred you got no style dog

I'm the king of dialogue

there's only one movie I know you from

and I've seen more blood in the shower

when I stubbed my toe in one

you tried to fight in World War I

but couldn't do that

the British army wouldn't let you join

cause you were too fat

look it up it's a true fact

Wikipedia that

now allow me to attack

Steven the hack

due to War of the Worlds

a failure's what I label you

it looked like some sellout bullshit

Michael Bay would do

ask anybody

what's your favorite Sam Jackson part?

no one's gonna say

what's his name from Jurassic Park

the scripts that I write ain't the

cleanest

but when I grip mics I'm the

meanest

Quentin Tarantino is a

genius

a bad mother fucker

from the wallet to the penis

Genius is a powerful word

but there's no reason to use it

less you're talking about the Kubrick

then there's really nothing to it

everything I do is visionary

every single frame a painting

made exactly how I wanna make it

do another take and get it right

127 times

I'll make you learn to love me

I'm the bomb

drop ultraviolent rhymes

like Clockwork

make you all hurt

beat Spielberg The Color Purple

A.I. is the worst waste of potential

since the Ninja Turtles

That's enough

I've heard enough crap from all of you

why don't I come down there

and show you what a real star can do

I swoop low with the telephoto

no Bruckheimer I work solo

if there's one thing I've learned bitch

this game is about

mother fucking money

I make that dollar y'all

mother fucking money

even make Mark Wahlberg

make some mother fucking money

I set up shop and got a few drops

of that Got Milk money

rose to The Rock

now I got that socks made of silk money

I ain't got that guilt money

I don't give a fuck

I take my checks to the bank

and I sign'em with my nuts

I give the people what they love

while the critics say I'm evil

got no time to read reviews

while I'm working on the sequel

got a gift from above

and the eyes of an eagle

when it comes to blowing up

no director is my equal

Who won?

Who's next?

You decide