There's a difference between you and me
Willy
I fought till I was actually free
Willy
I got my face on a quarter
you got drawn and quartered
tortured on the orders of a king
really?
how'd you get beat
by a dude named Longshanks
you hot dogged
and he cut off your bean franks
I'm money like a national bank
ain't nobody more street than Big G
stone face with a grill of sheep teeth
a Mel Gibson movie is your legacy
I got a state and a day and a DC
stroke
roll up in a boat
stroke
you're sleeping cut your throat
stroke
I watch the blood flow
now who's got that red coat
Look at ya
in your little blousy outfit
looking like a stiffer white dick
than your monument
I'll knock you the fuck out mate
you died owning slaves
I died setting men free
Scott free
that's the Highland way
this powdered prick
couldn't beat me in a foot race
I was emasculated
eviscerated
I had my head chopped off
and they put it on a pike
and I still find time to bust a Gaelic rhyme
and rip your yankee doodle arse on this mic
I'll knock your face off your moola
alba gu bràth!
gu bràth
hoo-rah
hoo-rah
founding father but no children
crossed the Delaware
but your soldiers can't swim
that's Washington
such a shit tactician
the fucking British Army
didn't even want him
I'm Wallace
and I'm flawless
stay hid in your office
or suffer great losses
I pop my kilt
strap my sword in my hilt
step on the battlefield
and I'm ready to kill
send all you politicians
straight down to hell
the only Washington I trust is Denzel
Is that the best you got for me
I chop down an emcee like a cherry tree
see power
that's what the meaning of my flag is
your nation's famous
for golf and haggis
I'm fabulous
from my head to my shoe buckle
step to me you catch a knee
to the moose knuckle
cause I know you don't wear no draws
I'm dressed like a pimp
best moves at the ball
McGlavin
McGliven
McSchool you all
cock block more Scotts
than Hadrian's wall
I don't give a shite
bout your fancy clothes
you whipped all of those
out of slave black folks
grew weed and you made hemp rope
but if you think you'll beat me
you must be having a smoke
no joke
don't tee off with me laddy
if you held my balls
you couldn't be my caddy
my style's ice cold
yours is old and shabby
you're the father of your country
but I'm your daddy
Who won?
Who's next?
You decide