Letra da Música Lewis and Clark Vs Bill and Ted de Epic Rap Battles Of History

You can't be starting with Lewis and Clark
Cause we cut a path through emcees like a walk in the park
And give 'em back a whole stack of maps
and accurate charts
Showing exactly where our footprints
on their buttocks are marked
We're two travelling wordsmiths spitting hotter than a furnace
And we'll own you on the mic like the Louisiana Purchase!
You're worthless
Your future selves should've told you that
Now go back in time and give Doctor Who
His phone booth back
We discovered bears and beavers
and prairie dogs and weasels
Rattlesnakes and catfish, owls, larks and eagles
And plus flora galore!
And according to our observations
These two dickweeds right here are severely endangered
We inspired pioneers and travelers near and far
You inspired air guitar and Dude, Where's My Car?
We conquered much greater dangers
in our trek through Mother Nature
So step off, but tell Bill's stepmom
Don't be a stranger

Bill's mom is hot, but that joke was most heinous
I've heard better insults dropped from Socrates' anus
That's my stepmom, Ted Let's keep it excellent between us
And show these boy scouts how it goes in San Dimas
We're quick when we spit like Billy the Kid with his guns
And you'll be verbally kicked in the nut-Sacagawea-puns
A teen mom carried you and your troops
They should've let the baby lead
and put you in the papoose
And if those native dudes knew
What white dudes were gonna do
They woulda stopped you in Dakota
They should totally Sioux
Why don't you go back to exploring Napoleon's old swamps
Or you'll discover your Corps most triumphantly stomped

Did you hear that, Meriwether?
I think they mean to brawl
I'll take Neo
I'll take the one that no one knows at all
From the Falls of Black Eagle to the Pacific
We put the "dis" in dysentery cause we spit sick
Without Rufus you'd be useless on all the trails we blazed
You couldn't navigate your way out of a Circle K
Send over Garth and Wayne
because you turkeys aren't worthy
Suffering your raps is a most bogus journey

Man, they totally burned us
I feel like such a doofus
What do we do?
I don't know
Be Excellent
Rufus!

He's right, dude
We don't have to take this kind of abuse
From some Paul Bunyan dudes in potato sack shoes
You rode a river one direction
We travelled four dimensions
Rescued bodacious babes
And get back for detention
I've seen your future, Mr. Lewis
And I don't wanna be rude
But spoiler alert
You totally kill yourself, dude
So we offer you peace with these resplendent medallions
And we claim this battle for the Wyld Stallyns!