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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 to kick these three toed freaks back under the streets. (Ooh!)
I a turtle and I turn him into mincemeat,
you don't really wanna to da Vinci.
I the ladies, I like 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.
Born in goop, raised in poop, I 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 pass it up to my man on the ceiling!

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

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

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

I don't you wanna mess with my katana blades,
so get back in floppy 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 back in school the tip of my two Sai!

Uhh, me what you do again dude,
cause I don't Gattamelata what you do.

That's you mutants are too immature!
You wouldn't know genius if it in your 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, we'll just on by.
You guys draw more dicks New York Pride.
We're the TMNT, kicking Italy,
chowing on tower made of pizza,
save a for me!