Bonnie and Clyde:
I'll handle this, darling, I'm known to fire off some BAR's
Cause if these lovers cross me, they're gonna end up seeing stars
I mean, I'll let you go first, but [bad word] sure I'm getting licks in
On this hissy [bad word] rich kid and this prepubescent vixen
I'm sick of them, let's beat 'em then, and we can rob 'em blind
I'll stick this punk up from the front, I'll take this broad from behind
And pop a cap in the [bad word] of the last Capulet heiress
Give Miss No Nights In Paris a reason to cry to her parents
Oh! Romeo, O Romeo, wherefore you trying to flow, yo? [bad word]  you soft as a froyo, are those the drapes or your clothes, bro?
There's gonna be a tragedy
Make you ache like your balls on the balcony
Barrow gang put their money where their mouth is
Spit sick like a plague on both your houses

Romeo and Juliet:
My love, your face is beauty to behold
I will protect thine honor from these dust bowl [bad word] moment's break from your gaze is an eternity past
So together we shall both put these [bad word] on blast
En garde, thou artless beetle-headed flax wench
The only insult you have [bad word] upon me is thine stench
Why don't you twist upon these nuts? I hear you're good with a wrench
The dismal state of your raps should be a federal offense
Haha, and you there, wench with the neck of a chicken
You'll get an [bad word] ripping worse than your boyfriend's in prison
You're not a [bad word] romance, you're just a conjugal visit
Oh, but that's not even your real husband now, is it?

Bonnie and Clyde:
Hey partner, you best put a muzzle on your missus
'Fore I teach her how we handle disrespect down in Texas

Romeo and Juliet:
Do you quarrel, sir? Ho, shall I draw my long sword?
Or will you duck your chicken [bad word] [bad word] back into your Ford?

Bonnie and Clyde:
How could you beat my man in some mano a mano?
You can't protect your best friend from some John Leguizamo

Romeo and Juliet:
No, no, my Romeo will beat your beau in contest blow for blow
He will do upon thine [bad word] what you hath done upon your toe
Oh, I am killed, what irony is this?
The lead role shot down by a failed actress...
Then I shall kill myself, on my stomach I shall lie
So you louts can lick my [bad word]  thus with a diss I die...
Oop, nevermind, my flesh was merely grazed
Where's Romeo? Oh Nomeo! There's poison on your face
Oh, happy dagger, pierce me [bad word]  persuade my breath to stop
Sheath yourself inside my heart and like the beat I drop... 

Bonnie and Clyde:
Well that was tragic, that did not go as expected
Woulda done that boy some good to just wait a couple seconds
It's kinda sad though, really, so young to have just died
Well, at least we got each other, just Bonnie and-