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Epic Rap Battles Of History - James Bond Vs Austin Powers Lyrics

Epic rap battles of history!
James Bond
Versus
Austin powers
Begin!

[James Bond]
I've beefed with Le Chiffre
and No and Blofeld with the cheek scar
But they were not as crooked and rotten as your teeth are
I'll go balls to the Walther on this whack twat in an ascot
Blast shots atcha like gas from the back slot of a fat Scot
Permission from the Crown to put a scoundrel down?
I've earned it
I'm licenced to kill, you couldn't get a learner's permit
After twenty-four films, I'm still reaching new heights
Your third movie died, guess You Only Live Twice
Spell my name, the ladies wanna B-on-D
Any sex appeal you might have is beyond me
I'm bespoke from my head to my toe
and after this flow I'm done
I only need one round, Golden Gun

[Austin Powers]
You look a lot more blonde in your movie, baby
That's alright, let's just keep it groovy baby! (Yeah!)
Basil Exposition told me this would be boring
But Jesus, man, even my mojo's snoring!
I've never seen such a miserable spy
I've also never seen a man with glistening thighs
I mean you can't shag properly with that waxed tush
Birds flock to the musk of my chest bush (Yeah!)
I hypnotize you with a little strip tease
And then judo chop, I'm swinging on you like the sixties
(Yeah!)
You're defenseless; my rhymes can't be deflected
You're like all the sex I've ever had, unprotected (Yeah!)
People want a hero with a little personality
No one wants to sit through your gritty reality
Maybe Q can craft some new plot lines
You've made Thunderball two bloody times!
I'm one of a kind you're always getting remade
You can't touch me, double-oh behave

[James Bond]
Ugh! Can't believe I'm wasting my time with this clown
I should be on an island with a fucking model by now
Sipping dry martinis and peeling off bikinis
Not rapping against Swedish penis pumping weenies

[Austin Powers]
Yeah that's not mine

[James Bond]
I didn't say I was finished, I'm sick of your silly gimmicks
I'm the best spy in the business; just ask all the critics
I've been through hell, so yeah, I'm a bit of a cynic
But I'm the original model that your frilly ass mimics!

(I wouldn't exactly call you original)
It's the most prominent dominant bomb spy, so pay homage
Handing out ass-whippings
I'm on some real James Bondage
Your performance doesn't stir me and I'm certainly not shaken
If I wanted shitty acting in my action film
I'd go and watch Taken
I see your modern gadgets and I piss on them all
I don't need a Q to break your balls
I'm the granddad of the brand millions of fans
have been sold on
You're so far up on my nuts I should call you Bond
Gold Bond