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Epic Rap of History!

Donatello,
Michelangelo,
Leonardo,
Raphael,

VS,

Leonardo,
Michelangelo,
Donatello,
And Raphael!

BEGIN!

dude,
so get it on,
reptiles the fathers of the Renaissance.
We got the classical technique to kick these three freaks back under the streets. (Ooh!)
I a turtle and I turn him into mincemeat,
you don't really step to da Vinci.
I love the ladies, I to keep it mellow,
so let me the mic to my man Donatello.

Hard shell, but you're in the middle.
Wouldn't touch you with a 6 foot chisel.
in goop, raised in poop, I slice through a group of ninjas like fruit, oops.

Yo! and I came to flow,
deemed dope by the and I boned till I croaked.
I'm an Shredder, but I get the feeling,
I should it up to my man on the ceiling!

Oh! and I'm a giant!
I made David, but I you like Goliath!
I'm a rap God and you quite touch me,
this battle's your Judgement, trust me!

We science!
We got the mathematics!
The architects of are rap addicts!
You the Foot, but it won't go well,
when you an Italian boot to the half shell!

The of our master, (Splinter)
taught us not to to violence, (Master Splinter)
but our master, (Master Splinter)
ain't dude!

I don't think you wanna mess my katana blades,
so get back in your helicopter, fly away!

I can bebop a rock mic sucka,
I'm a pristine nun chucka!

Oh hi! I'm a cool but guy,
put you in school with the tip of my two Sai!

Uhh, Dona-tell me what you do dude,
cause I Gattamelata clue what you do.

That's because you are too immature!
You wouldn't know genius if it pissed in sewer!
We got the talent, and the minds, and the so sweet,
We're like NES games, cause we can't be beat!

Yo go ahead and hate, just skate on by.
You draw more dicks than New York Pride.
the TMNT, drop kicking Italy,
chowing on your tower of pizza,
save a for me!