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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Epic Rap Battles of History
Epic Rap Battles of History
Performer
Peter Shukoff
Peter Shukoff
Performer
Lloyd Ahlquist
Lloyd Ahlquist
Performer
Zach Sherwin
Zach Sherwin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Shukoff
Peter Shukoff
Songwriter
Lloyd Ahlquist
Lloyd Ahlquist
Songwriter
Zach Sherwin
Zach Sherwin
Songwriter
Dante Cimadamore
Dante Cimadamore
Songwriter
Mike Betette
Mike Betette
Songwriter

Lyrics

Epic rap battles of history Rasputin versus Stalin Begin Cool mustache, Wario Try messing with the Mad Monk you'll be sorry, yo How many dictators does it take To turn an empire into a union of ruinous states? It's a disgrace what you did to your own people Yo daddy beat you like a dog, and now you're evil You're from Georgia, sweet Georgia And the history books unfold ya As a messed up motherfucker bent in the mind Who built a superpower but he paid the price With the endless destruction of Russian lives If you're the man of steel, I spit kryptonite Big dick mystic known to hypnotize I could end you with a whisper to your wife Look into my eyes you perverted witch See the soul of the man who made Mother Russia his bitch? You think I give a fuck about my wife? My own son got locked up in prison, and I didn't save his life You got off easy when they pickled that moose cock I'd leave your neck in a noose, in a trench, and shot Your whole family? Shot! All your wizard friends? Shot! Anyone who sold you pierogi? Shot! Starve you for days 'til you waste away I even crush motherfuckers when I'm laid in state Pride of Lenin took Trotsky out of the picture Drop the hammer on you harder than I bitch slapped Hitler I have no pride for you who ruined everything My revolution was doing to stop the bourgeoisie! I fought the bondage of classes, the proletariat masses Have brought me here to spit a thesis against both of your asses! Let me start with you there, Frankenstein! Looking like something out of RL Stine It's hip hop chowder, red over white 'Cause the Tsar's wife can't do shit tonight! And Joseph you were supposed to be my right-hand man But your loyalty shriveled up like your right hand, man! Our whole future was bright, you let your heart grow dark And stopped the greatest revolution since the birth of Marx! Knock, knock, knock, knock Did somebody say birthmarks? Yo, I'm the host with the most Glasnost Assholes made a mess and the war got cold Shook hands with both Ronald Reagan and McDonald's, no doubt If your name end with "in", time to get out! I had the balls to let Baryshnikov dance, playa Torn down that wall like the Kool-Aid Man, oh yeah You two need yoga, you need a shower And you all need to learn how to handle real power Did somebody say real power? Дa, you want to mess with me? I spit hot borscht when I'm crushing these beats Blow it up like a tuba while I'm balling in Cuba Doing judo moves and schooling every communist сука I'm a president in my prime, my enemies don't distract me The last man who attacked me, lived a half-life, so comrade come at me You don't know what you're doing When you try to bust a rhyme against a mind like Putin You'll find that the ex-KGB is the best MC in the ex-CCCP!
Writer(s): Peter Shukoff, Lloyd Leonard Ahlquist, Dante Michael Cimadamore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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