Moses vs Santa Claus (feat. Snoop Dogg) - Single (исполнитель: Epic Rap Battles of History Season 2)
Santa Claus: Sweet robes, Obi Wan-too many days in the sun Stop preaching, homie. Teach your flock to covet some fun! I bring joy every year. Man, I represent cheer You represent sandals and a scraggly beard I'm from the North Pole. That's why my rhymes are so cold I spit diamonds, but I'm serving up some fresh coal You've been a naughty boy. You brought a plague of frogs You'd best arrest yourself; you broke your own law! Or was there something [bad word] Six I didn't understand? My list says, "Killed Egyptian dude, buried him in sand" I read your book. You got a strict religion No bacon? But mandatory circumcision? I'm a jolly bowl a jelly, giving holiday presents But all the chosen people ever get for Christmas is jealous! Moses: When I was high up on the mountain, God revealed the [bad word] of the Earth But he never mentioned a fat [bad word] Papa Smurf It takes nine reindeers to haul your fat [bad word] You took the Christ out of Christmas and just added more mass You need to stop breakin into houses and creepin' and peepin' On naughty kids while they sleepin' and keep your hands off my stocking Don't you "Ho Ho" me I'll split your [bad word] in half like I did the Red Sea You ain't a saint, you a slaver, like a pharaoh in the snow Stop with the unpaid labor and let my little people go Elves: We ain't slaves! All that sand turned your brain to mush! Claus: I think you need to stop smokin' all that burnin' bush Elves: Yeah, we're magical workers, man! We hang with reindeers Yo, here's a GPS! Who gets lost for forty years? Claus: You're a glorified secretary, so write this down Elves: Begat deez nutz Claus: Santa Claus [bad word] to town Moses: So much drama in the Israe-L B.C. It's kinda hard talking directly to the O single Hand me my chisel, I got a [bad word] for y'all Thou shalt not let your children sit on a grown man's lap at the mall I'll beat you ten times before the bread can rise, you dummy And walk of into the land of my milk and honies