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epic rap batles of history - john pemberton vs pablo escobar lyrics

[verse 1: john pemberton]
name’s pemberton, johnny from knoxville, georgia
ain’t a jack+ass, sonny but my knocks will sore ya
with bars you can’t escape, call it barred probation
i’m putting in the pressure like it’s carbonation
my claim to fame was a number one fizzy hit
your claim to fame was a murderous hissy fit
that made sure your little stint in politics was minimal
k!lling the competition if they hinted you were criminal (ha)
do you call that a self+fulfilling prophecy
or low self esteem and hypocrisy?
i’ve got you beat when it comes to selling coke
here’s my kola nuts, buddy, just be careful, don’t choke

[verse 2: pablo escobar]
cola? sure. coke? please
mine is pure, you barely scr+ped off the leaves
to get your snake oil soda un poquito picante
pendejo grande, you’re insulting the plant, ese
step to pablo and it’s gonna get messy
i’ll crush your empire to dust and snort it up while drinking pepsi
if you wanna kick your morphine habit
maybe don’t throw hard drugs and caffeine at it
for a doctor you’re a big f+cking dumb+ass
can’t spit a verse but i hope you can run fast
‘cause i’ve got men watching you wherever you go
ready to take a pemberton and turn him into a doe
[verse 3: john pemberton]
uh huh, you and what army?
the guys will let the search bloc pose for photos with your bullet written body
i’m sorry, you’ll have to do better
you’re the least intimidating “doctor” since pepper (woah)
your robin hood reputation means f+cking p+ss to me
i got it made while on the right side of history
but thanks for wanting to mess with me
now i can add some roasted escobar into my secret recipe

[verse 4: pablo escobar]
coca in a drink that was marketed for temperance
shouting dixie pride while you’re marching with confederates
look, i don’t give a sh+t how you made your money
but morally superior? gringo, you’re funny
i’m prescribing you a drive by, el doctor’s orders
maybe that’ll teach you not to sling coke in my quarters
and with a final sharp jab like a saber to the chest
you’ve been defeated, like your soda in a blind taste test

- epic rap batles of history lyrics

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