Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song JAP Battle, artist - Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Cast. Date of issue: 09.06.2016
Song language: English
JAP Battle |
| This is real deep beef from way back in the past |
| Deeper than I’ll put a foot up in the crack of your ass |
| Come on, let’s do this |
| Your little pals can witness how vicious |
| This Westchester alpha bitch is |
| I’m straight up malicious, a verbal curb stomper |
| Since we were toddlers I’ve studied every chink in your armor |
| And between your folks' divorce and that haircut on you |
| I’m really not sure which one’s the bigger shondeh |
| That means «disgrace», I’m translating for the goys |
| Our lifelines have been parallel like corduroys |
| But now, we’ll see whose bars will prevail |
| In this beef of two hard-as-nails |
| Shebrews from Scarsdale |
| We’ve got a conflict of interest |
| I’m about to give Levine the business |
| Spittin' venomous hate |
| Penetratin' her defenses |
| It’s a JAP battle |
| A what? |
| A Jewish American Princess |
| Rap battle |
| Daughters of privilege |
| Spittin' mad flow |
| Find that term offensive? |
| Too bad, yo! |
| Oh, snap! |
| It’s a JAP battle rap! |
| Look, academically, you could never catch me |
| You were close, but no match scholastically |
| Nohow, no way |
| I put the «O.G.» |
| in «5.0 G.P.A.» |
| Well, speaking of which, are you A.P. graded? |
| 'Cause these days you look a bit heavily weighted |
| And all your book crackin' don’t make up for the fact |
| That I’m strapped with that killer instinct that you lack |
| Sweetheart, here’s what you’re not understanding |
| I’m street-smart— |
| You mean, 'cause you minored in Urban Planning? |
| Bitch, I know you, that tough act’s a bluff |
| So sheket bevaka shut the hell up |
| Your temper, you lost it! |
| Oh, cute |
| Like you’re going to lose this lawsuit |
| Keeping your piehole shut would be quite wise |
| Though you kept it open wide for the AEPI guys |
| And I banged your hedge fund manager fiancé |
| Back in college over winter holidays |
| Bathroom stall at the Matzo Ball |
| And honestly, I gotta say |
| Really not hot at all |
| Finished quick, rotten lay |
| This is |
| A JAP battle |
| Bane of my existence |
| Your rhymes are facile |
| From Golden’s Bridge |
| To North Castle |
| Wipe you off the map |
| In this JAP battle rap |
| Bunch, you’re a curse, you’re a blight |
| We were frenemies at first spite |
| Think your verse is tight? |
| Then you’re trippin' like birthright |
| I’ll wipe the mirth right off your ugly mug |
| And fill you full of slugs |
| Like a straight up thug |
| Uh, that word is racist, someone ought to tell you |
| Like me, I belong to the ACLU |
| Spare me |
| I’m a card-carrying member |
| Plus, I spent a semester in Kenya, remember? |
| Well, I volunteered in Ghana |
| Well, I guess that makes us equal |
| Well, it’s settled then |
| We’re both cool with black people |
| 'Cause we’re liberals |
| Duh, progressive as hell |
| Though, of course, I support Israel |
| Audra, wait we share so many traits |
| Should we shake hands and erase the hate? |
| Created by our mothers pitting |
| Us against each other for accolades and grades |
| We were egged on like Seder plates! |
| Nah, in summation |
| You left New York |
| For this sunburnt shtetl |
| Now you’re like «Oh, Audra, let’s settle» |
| You want to get salty like the Dead Sea? |
| Word |
| But call off this suit or you’re dead, C-word |