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letra de borgia pope vs warrior pope - mc delta t and da bomb

[verse 1: mc delta t (borgia pope)]
the name is borgia rodrigo or alexander the vi
innocent causing grit the church was no easy fix
you can’t rise to my level, i’m a pope with four kids
your only elevation is sistine chapel you pr-ck
i’m a patron of the arts, add those paintings to my cart
you wouldn’t know the difference between renaissance and real art
supporting rome university and the castel sant’angelo
you can’t even get on good terms with michelangelo
1500 the holy year of jubilee
i’m chrism oil you’re water, so you’ll always be below me
rapping against the god like me, how could you act so foolishly?
the only battle you’ll win is when the french invaded italy
once in borgia, expanding borders
evangelization, call that new world order
now the south americans hear the holy father
mail me when you’re jesus and can walk across the water

[verse 2: da bomb (warrior pope)]
representing albisola i’m giuliano rovere
italian advantage so you better prepare
i’ll destroy your son cesare till there’s nothing to spare
do your homework b-rod, so nate will think that it’s fair
you’re the spanish flu that plagued the entire state of italy
nepotism, indulgence, and rampant simony
you’re so weak you have to hide behind the holy league
you might have won the war, but i have the hegemony
prime time, it’s the rhyme time
four kids, not celibate, that’s a holy crime
support the arts and beating france in the meantime
you’re getting annihilated, it’s not even halftime
i provided all the good arts in the holy see
got my tomb designed by the main homie mikey
buy your way into heaven, but you forgot the key
i’d split your crack open like moses did with the red sea

[verse 3: mc delta t]
my boy cesare borgia is romagna’s duke
my children get places, your felicia was just a fluke
what about your two other daughters, even god had to rebuke
in his kingdom up in the sky, skywalking like luke
you sold indulgences in germany because you needed money
your papacy was a joke, even your children look funny
call me sweet, i got more honeys in my hive than a honeybee
you descended into the grave with your nose a little runny

[verse 4: da bomb]
you wanted me to tell you just who i am
well, let me tell you something ‘bout the warrior man
born into poverty, from the bottom now we here
an independent man, don’t need no puppeteer
i earned my position, didn’t buy my votes
i’m the fearsome pope, put a slit in your throat
paved the way through reformation, even the animals know
you got milked liked a cow, and they call me the g.o.a.t

[verse 5: mc delta t]
i destroy dissidents in my family lore
i got a chalice of poison call it the grail of gore
now julius you screwed up, thought i told you before
your papacy was a failure get your cross out the door

[verse 6: da bomb]
germans against the franco-venetia, that should trouble you
bars hotter than stalin when he had a ‘do
you lost this battle ‘fore it started, you already knew
cuz you can’t spell warrior without a w

- mc delta t and da bomb

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