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letra de macbeth v. macduff - baardvark

[intro: fleance]
what up, it’s your boy here, fleance, representing the real scottish hip hop. we’re here for the rap battle between macbeth and macduff. macbeth gonna go first. so alright. you got 60. macbeth, go ahead and get it

[round 1: macbeth]
let me clear up one thing up before you ask me:
yeah, cousin
yes
i cut up your family
you can take it on the chin and wait patiently
flea to england to beg his majesty for amnesty
or crew with your boy malcolm
and try to scare up some bravery

or do your best to battle me
cousin, it’s the same to me
kindness’s curdled cream isn’t taming me
i was made to be king
and my reign ain’t a game to me

so let me tell it to you
the way it was explained to me:
see, the serpents on my team
gave your family the third degree
and left all your pretty ones strewn around the nursery

your son was wishing it was make believe
the way they made him scream
mommy crying “mercy, mercy, mercy”
and sure, the murderers heard her plea
but, cuz, you gotta understand me
it’s nothing personal, i’m just not about your legacy

and to be true
you could have brought your whole crew
i still would have run through you
with just two dudes in black suits
i give ’em two cues to leave your set unglued
how i end family feud is leave your roots chewed
and the surviving few bruised with new tattoos
after the snafu’s through
there’ll be worms waiting queues dreaming: food

you know what i heard, son?
it’s cuz you can’t get wood
that you brought birnam
with your ten thousand lambs
i’m yearning to serve ‘em
but they look concerned
cuz though you came to battle
you just babble
and while i’m rippin’ up the rubble
you’re busy sucking malcolm’s nipple
leave your hitmen crippled
lying slit through the middle
with caesarian trauma…
remember momma?
but you can’t crawl up in the cradle
cuz i’ll stomp your facial
just to show ya soldiers that i’m fatal

some more womb time might have made a man of ya
instead of stranding ya family
you might have took and stand
and defended your manhood commandingly

claiming scotland like you’re righteous!
ripped from your mother’s guts
untimely, but it’s time we
got through discussing niceties
and got to bars and cuts

cuz, cousin, i let the chips fall
and all i gotta do is make one call
to leave you hanging like banquo’s entrails
trailing round the banquet hall
see, his ghost interrupted me
so i didn’t toast your health before
so, a toast, cousin!
i say let’s get close and do what we came for…

[draws.]

- baardvark

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