Epic Rap Battles of History - Robocop vs The Terminator lyrics

Epic Rap battles of history. Robocop Vs The Terminator- BEGIN! Robocop: Freeze! I suggest you use your right to remain silent. Before I show your Go-bot a** some Detroit violence. I'm like an X-wing commander, Cause I stay on target. I take over these streets like I'm a farmer's market. I wonder where the Cyberdine research went, That they couldn't fix your funky Hans and Frans accent. Sent you back to k** a child, But he's defeating you still. They should've made a Time Travel morning after pill. And when I didn't think I had any feelings left inside me, But my heart was surly broken after Terminator three. I'm Robocop and I got the flow to beat Roided out C-3PO. I got the mic control like Alt, Delete. Your move creep. Terminator: WRONG! I got detailed files of your conclusion in your trilogy. That movie failed Detroit worse than the automotive industry. I am T-800 Cyberdine Systems Model 101, AND I'LL BE SWEEPING UP YOUR ROBOT BITS LIKE PAPERCLIPS WHEN I'M DONE! My raping attack is a ma**ive dispatch of Bazookas and Gatts and Grenades! That rapidly bashes your brains and dismantles that puny pea shooter that fits in your leg! We're not the same! You peel away! My perfect skin you find super computers! YOU LOOK LIKE KRANG WEARING A COLD PRESS JUICER! They left off your balls when your suit was created! Ellen Murphy voice: I still love you Alex. Terminator: BULLsh*t! Your s** life is terminated! Based on my detailed an*lysis on the lyrical structure of battle raps, its time for your next sh** verse and then; I'll be back. Robocop: You don't know love, you don't know honor. You only know a programmed robot bo*er for John Conner. OCP gave me the sk**s to wreck this, I can't help it if I'm fresh, It's my prime directive. Terminator: I'll punch through your face hole, and rip out your vocal cords. Than mail your space helmet back to Geordi La Forge! Robocop: Nice try! But I'm to quick on the draw. What can go wrong for you creep; Murphy's Law! Robocop: Chill out dick wad, your emotions are wrecking your flow. I couldn't find a desent line in your lines, If I was in serch mode! Your to slow! I blow through more steam through more machines than a Barista Its Judgement Day baby. Asta La Vista.