| Song | Barack Obama vs Mitt Romney |
| Artist | Epic Rap Battles of History |
| Album | Barack Obama vs Mitt Romney – Single |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| i´m not gonna let this battle be dictated by facts | |
| i´m rich! i got fat stacks and super pacs | |
| we all know what went down in that 2008 election | |
| you´re a decent politician with a winning complexion | |
| you´re all barack but no bite | |
| with no change and we´re all still hoping | |
| that you´ll shut your mouth | |
| but like guantanamo bay they´re both open | |
| you´re from the citywindy | |
| where you´re looking pretty with your blowhards | |
| but come january, | |
| you´ll be left evicted and no with job | |
| raw rhymes stronger than my jawline when i spit a phrase | |
| knocking you harder than front doors in my ol´ mission days | |
| you see this silver spoon, | |
| this dug mass outta´ debt | |
| it took you four years to drop unemployment down below 8%! | |
| you feel that barry? | |
| you´re old news, everyone´s having doubts | |
| and your rhymes are as weak as this economy | |
| that you´ve done nothing about | |
| call me a vicious business man cause romney´s stealing this race | |
| i´ll go bain capital on your donkey ass | |
| restructure your face! | |
| they say your father was a great man | |
| you must be what´s left | |
| need to stop hatin´ on gays | |
| let ´em teach you to dresshow | |
| you´ve got the momma jeans and a mister fantastic face | |
| so rich and white it´s like i´m running against a cheesecake! | |
| republicans need a puppet and you fit | |
| got their hands so far up your rear | |
| call you mitt! | |
| i´m the head of state | |
| you´re like a head of cabbage | |
| ´bout to get smacked by my stimulus package | |
| you´re a bad man with no chance | |
| you can´t even touch me | |
| i got four more years (two terms) in the white house | |
| just trust me | |
| i hoped you saved your best rhymes for the second half | |
| cause right now | |
| 47% i´m through kicking your ass! | |
| whatever, that 40% thing got you real mad | |
| what, did it remind you how many decent parents you had? | |
| uh, look, i respect our religions | |
| uh, but it might get crazy | |
| if the white house has a first | |
| second, and a third lady! | |
| ha! don´t bring up wives, man! what are you doing? | |
| you got hitched to the female version of patrick ewing! | |
| uh, let me be clear, uh, don´t get it twisted | |
| we´ll see how pretty your face is after my fist has kissed it | |
| ahhuuhhhaa... you´re a stuttering communist | |
| oh yeah? we´ll you´re stupid | |
| you´re stupid! | |
| nuh-uh! | |
| eerrggg! | |
| eeeerrrr! | |
| by the power invested in me by this giant bald bird! | |
| the president shall not be the shiniest of two turds! | |
| you, i wanna like you | |
| dont talk about change just do it! | |
| i fought for what was on my brain until a bullet went through it! | |
| and you, moneybag´s, you´re a pancake, you flip-floppity | |
| it´s a country, not a company | |
| you can´t play like monopoly! | |
| i´ll properly reach across the aisle and bitch-smack you as equals! | |
| of the people, by the people, for the people, eagle! | |
| “caww!“ | |
| who won | |
| who´s next | |
| you decide! |
| i m not gonna let this battle be dictated by facts | |
| i m rich! i got fat stacks and super pacs | |
| we all know what went down in that 2008 election | |
| you re a decent politician with a winning complexion | |
| you re all barack but no bite | |
| with no change and we re all still hoping | |
| that you ll shut your mouth | |
| but like guantanamo bay they re both open | |
| you re from the citywindy | |
| where you re looking pretty with your blowhards | |
| but come january, | |
| you ll be left evicted and no with job | |
| raw rhymes stronger than my jawline when i spit a phrase | |
| knocking you harder than front doors in my ol mission days | |
| you see this silver spoon, | |
| this dug mass outta debt | |
| it took you four years to drop unemployment down below 8! | |
| you feel that barry? | |
| you re old news, everyone s having doubts | |
| and your rhymes are as weak as this economy | |
| that you ve done nothing about | |
| call me a vicious business man cause romney s stealing this race | |
| i ll go bain capital on your donkey ass | |
| restructure your face! | |
| they say your father was a great man | |
| you must be what s left | |
| need to stop hatin on gays | |
| let em teach you to dresshow | |
| you ve got the momma jeans and a mister fantastic face | |
| so rich and white it s like i m running against a cheesecake! | |
| republicans need a puppet and you fit | |
| got their hands so far up your rear | |
| call you mitt! | |
| i m the head of state | |
| you re like a head of cabbage | |
| bout to get smacked by my stimulus package | |
| you re a bad man with no chance | |
| you can t even touch me | |
| i got four more years two terms in the white house | |
| just trust me | |
| i hoped you saved your best rhymes for the second half | |
| cause right now | |
| 47 i m through kicking your ass! | |
| whatever, that 40 thing got you real mad | |
| what, did it remind you how many decent parents you had? | |
| uh, look, i respect our religions | |
| uh, but it might get crazy | |
| if the white house has a first | |
| second, and a third lady! | |
| ha! don t bring up wives, man! what are you doing? | |
| you got hitched to the female version of patrick ewing! | |
| uh, let me be clear, uh, don t get it twisted | |
| we ll see how pretty your face is after my fist has kissed it | |
| ahhuuhhhaa... you re a stuttering communist | |
| oh yeah? we ll you re stupid | |
| you re stupid! | |
| nuhuh! | |
| eerrggg! | |
| eeeerrrr! | |
| by the power invested in me by this giant bald bird! | |
| the president shall not be the shiniest of two turds! | |
| you, i wanna like you | |
| dont talk about change just do it! | |
| i fought for what was on my brain until a bullet went through it! | |
| and you, moneybag s, you re a pancake, you flipfloppity | |
| it s a country, not a company | |
| you can t play like monopoly! | |
| i ll properly reach across the aisle and bitchsmack you as equals! | |
| of the people, by the people, for the people, eagle! | |
| " caww!" | |
| who won | |
| who s next | |
| you decide! |
| i m not gonna let this battle be dictated by facts | |
| i m rich! i got fat stacks and super pacs | |
| we all know what went down in that 2008 election | |
| you re a decent politician with a winning complexion | |
| you re all barack but no bite | |
| with no change and we re all still hoping | |
| that you ll shut your mouth | |
| but like guantanamo bay they re both open | |
| you re from the citywindy | |
| where you re looking pretty with your blowhards | |
| but come january, | |
| you ll be left evicted and no with job | |
| raw rhymes stronger than my jawline when i spit a phrase | |
| knocking you harder than front doors in my ol mission days | |
| you see this silver spoon, | |
| this dug mass outta debt | |
| it took you four years to drop unemployment down below 8! | |
| you feel that barry? | |
| you re old news, everyone s having doubts | |
| and your rhymes are as weak as this economy | |
| that you ve done nothing about | |
| call me a vicious business man cause romney s stealing this race | |
| i ll go bain capital on your donkey ass | |
| restructure your face! | |
| they say your father was a great man | |
| you must be what s left | |
| need to stop hatin on gays | |
| let em teach you to dresshow | |
| you ve got the momma jeans and a mister fantastic face | |
| so rich and white it s like i m running against a cheesecake! | |
| republicans need a puppet and you fit | |
| got their hands so far up your rear | |
| call you mitt! | |
| i m the head of state | |
| you re like a head of cabbage | |
| bout to get smacked by my stimulus package | |
| you re a bad man with no chance | |
| you can t even touch me | |
| i got four more years two terms in the white house | |
| just trust me | |
| i hoped you saved your best rhymes for the second half | |
| cause right now | |
| 47 i m through kicking your ass! | |
| whatever, that 40 thing got you real mad | |
| what, did it remind you how many decent parents you had? | |
| uh, look, i respect our religions | |
| uh, but it might get crazy | |
| if the white house has a first | |
| second, and a third lady! | |
| ha! don t bring up wives, man! what are you doing? | |
| you got hitched to the female version of patrick ewing! | |
| uh, let me be clear, uh, don t get it twisted | |
| we ll see how pretty your face is after my fist has kissed it | |
| ahhuuhhhaa... you re a stuttering communist | |
| oh yeah? we ll you re stupid | |
| you re stupid! | |
| nuhuh! | |
| eerrggg! | |
| eeeerrrr! | |
| by the power invested in me by this giant bald bird! | |
| the president shall not be the shiniest of two turds! | |
| you, i wanna like you | |
| dont talk about change just do it! | |
| i fought for what was on my brain until a bullet went through it! | |
| and you, moneybag s, you re a pancake, you flipfloppity | |
| it s a country, not a company | |
| you can t play like monopoly! | |
| i ll properly reach across the aisle and bitchsmack you as equals! | |
| of the people, by the people, for the people, eagle! | |
| " caww!" | |
| who won | |
| who s next | |
| you decide! |