Napoleon Dynamite
Gosh, I can't believe how mush of a little b**h you are
When it comes to world leaders, you, like, literally lowered the bar
I'll rip your bones apart, Bonaparte, turn your horse into glue
Welcome to the battle of Waterloo, part two
I got sk**s, 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 Bonaparte
How dare you address moi, you adolescent worm
I am French, you are a buck toothed nerd with a perm
I spit at you harder than Tina the llama
Smackin' 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 ba*tard's about to see how bad a battle can be
After this, your buddy Pedro will be voting for me
Dynamite
Why don't you freaking exile yourself on your little island and hide
Because this is a rap rollercoaster you're not even tall enough to ride
I don't really care how many, like, stupid Prussians you've k**ed
'Cause to me you're just the emperor of the Lollipop Guild
Bonaparte
Sacrebleu; t'as une tete a faire, sauter les plaques d'egouts
I am going to shove your moon boots, straight up your poop shoot
I'll whip you so hard, they'll make a virgin meringue
You're the only type of dynamite that's never going to bang