[Intro]
EPIC RAP BATTLE PARODIES
HARRY STYLES
VS
PAUL MCCARTNEY
2
BEGIN
[Verse 1: Harry Styles]
Time for round two, grandpa, I hope you are a fast reactor
We write the 'Best Songs Ever', and we've got the X Factor
Bugger off, ya bugs! All five of us got the Style
All four of you got warrants as domestic pedophiles
1D's the commotion 'cross the ocean
1 half of you are dead, we keep things in motion
There are 4 problems here, and we are the solvers
We'll shoot you down like John, with a lyrical revolver
This is a battle of the Brits, so retriеve your shields
And stop dreaming all day in your Strawbеrry Fields
You can't handle my swag, don't you ever forget
I'm the most fly swatter, just crushed these insects
[Verse 2: Paul McCartney]
I'm gonna kick you with my brown shoes, I've got nothing to prove
This boy band is so gonna lose, since their only fans are girls in their youth
You gotta choose, fool, give up or maybe try to improve
You think you're the big hit news when you literally copy our moves?
On the fame mountain we're still climbing, While you're horrible at rhyming
Harry, I will devour you like a lion, better call Big Papa Simon!
Your horrible songs keep me up at night, your lyrics suck, as usual
There's One Thing I gotta say, these buttbuddies aren't beautiful
If John would write a song about you all, it would be called five virgins
We're the greatest, while you're the gay Backstreet Boys version
It's in our name, we'll Beat you, since our skill is so lethal
You're walking towards the direction of being killed by the Beatles
[Verse 3: Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne & All]
You old stoners are haggards and fags in the sack
We'll leave you four and your chink girlfriend snapped
Who the frig knows who Ringo is? George, I'll harass you
And Lennon's been dead, so that leaves us the last two
Run away, our millions of fans will make sure you won't go far
1D is the best band in the world, we're the real Starrs
We'll be living while we're young, kicking your asses back to Yesterday
You all need help, we'll beat all these Beatles without delay
Your music is cancerous, like your good friend George!
Your fans are dead, nobody loves you anymore!
This is the end for you four, you shouldn't have made us do this
Now you know not to mess with Harry, Liam, Niall, Zayn and Louie!
[Verse 4: Paul McCartney, John Lennon, Ringo Starr, George Harrison & All]
Well these kids are steppin' up to us, we made the rock era our bitch
You're basically any other boyband, well, plus a terrorist
While we're The Beatles, so great we have stuff nobody has
We've got the most known covers, and we're the best in kicking ass
I'm Paul MC Cartney, we're known for the most hits
You're known for getting eight year olds and sucking British dick
Your "little things" will never slip up any girl on their will
Baby, you can drive my car! We'll drive you to a standstill
We're spitting hot on this vinyl! You've reached out fame? Ours is tripled
No wonder Taylor Swift left Harry to cry! He has 4 goddamn nipples
Your dads didn't use protection, now the Beatles are infesting
Rest in Pieces cause The Beatles blew your bodies in all directions
[Outro]
WHO WON?
WHO'S NEXT?
YOU DECIDE!
EPIC RAP BATTLE PARODIES