Bob Ross vs. Pablo Picasso Letra

PABLO PICASSO!
BEGIN!

Picasso:
I am the greatest! The modern art Muhammad Ali
I melt faces! Call me emcee Dali
Your whole body of work is a fluffy mountain of crap
You're the PBS version of Nickleback
But, I figure you must be a genius because with 0 training
You made millions teaching people how to suck at painting
Why dont you go back home and beat your brush you chump?
I could make better art with my wiener, lump!

Bob:
Im so glad you could join me today
So I can teach you how to feel some joy when you paint
You're a moody little genius, always so serious
I know, you must be on your blue period
Your work is melancholic, im painting happy little trees
Call me Jackson Pollock, because I splatter emcees
With a voice that soothes, so lets do this
I'll twist you up like you're a Rubik's cubist

Picasso:
Dont use that word like you know what it is!
You painted 30,000 pictures of bushes and sticks!
Dont your audience know that you stole your whole show?
You just ripped off your teacher and added an afro!
My name is Pablo, Diego, José, Francisco de Paula
Juan Nepomuceno, Maria de los Remedios, Cipriano de la
Santisima Trinidad, Ruiz Picasso!
Back to you, Bob!

Bob:
Well Bob is dropping bombs like this is Guernica
Served 20 years, Air Force, United States of America!
My technique'll make your mistress weep
Put her to sleep, elbow drop her dreams, I go deep
And I keep it mellow like some Cadmium Yellow
Im a bright like Titanium White kinda fellow
Dont believe in mistakes, unless you step to me
Yo, Pablo. You just got your happy little ass beat

WHO WON?
WHO'S NEXT?
YOU DECIDE!
Eh...Here's some epic...Here's a little rap, BATTLES OF HISTORY!