Napoleon D. Gosh I can't believe how much of a little bitch you are; When it comes to world leaders You like literally lower the bar. I'll rip your bones apart Bonaparte Turn your horse into glue; Welcome to the battle of Waterloo Part 2 I got skills I'll put you in a half Horatio Nelson; You're the ugliest thing that's ever failed In Russia since Boris Yeltsin. You can keep your french fries I got tater tots you gnome; Why don't you crawl back in your little shell And escargot the heck home. Napoleon B. How dare you address moi You adolescent worm; I am French You are a buck tooth nerd with a perm. I spit at you Harder than Tina the llama; Smacking your face Till your lips swell up like Lafawnduh's. Doodle up some friends You gangly freak show; Before I toss you over the mountain Like the dreams of Uncle Rico. This bastards about to see How bad the battle can be; After this Your buddy Pedro will be voting for me. Napoleon D. Why don't you freaking exile yourself On your little island and hide; 'Cause this is a rap rollercoaster You're not even tall enough to ride. I don't even care How many stupid like Prussians you've killed; 'Cause to me Your just the emperor of the lollipop guild. Napoleon B. Sacrebleu, t'as une tête a faire Sauter les plaques d'egouts; I'm going to shove your moon boots Straight up your poop shoot. I'll whip you so bad They'll make a virgin meringue; You're the only type of dynamite That's never going to bang.