George W. Bush vs D.B. Cooper

[Intro]
EPIC RAP BATLES OF HISTORY!
GEORGE W. BUSH
VS
D.B. COOPER
BEGIN!

[Verse 1: D.B. Cooper]
I don’t want to scare the passengers so stay calm
But Bush, you’d better look at this note, I’m the bomb
It’s D. B Cooper, scarier than any Creepypasta
I met your wife Laura, she said I was quite the charmer
I stay on the mark, unlike my 20-dollar bills
You just enter other people’s countries against their will
And watch their blood spill as you collect all of their spoils
Taking all of their oil, that really makes my blood boil!
I’ve got a question ‘bout your dad, mister
Why’d he throw up on the Japanese prime minister?
Guess it runs in the family to get foreign relations messy
Sure you might be a president; if they take out the presi
When you declared war on terror I didn’t expect to lose much
Now I can’t even board an airplane with a toothbrush
My raps are going turbulent, I treat beats rough
You served two terms, but can you serve deez nuts?

[Verse 2: George W. Bush]
Why don’t we step behind the gym, DB
And see how tough you are against the .43
G. W. B, I got the Forgis on The Beast
And I level tracks like villages the Middle East, heh heh
You’re known for flight, so you won’t fight back
Hell, you couldn’t even crack the right way to hijack
Got some cash stacked in a duffel bag, packed
Tight, leapt into the night, lost the sack and got your ass whacked
I’m a conservative with policies compassionate
I see a bill about rights and I’m passing it, that’s accurate
I like the colored and the queers, just ask Degeneres
But you can bet I won’t negotiate with terrorists
So step off before I go nucular
Commiting crimes in winter times, who are you, Hans Gruber?
Hi-jacked off to Mexico but got off way sooner
You should practice lasting longer, D. B. Coomer

[Verse 3: D.B. Cooper]
A painting politician? That’s pretty fascist
Screw the black box, I’m putting you on the blacklist
I’m mile high clubbing cause I’m fly and I bed chicks
You’re the worst thing to happen to Inside Jobs since Netflix
It’s over Bush, I can tell you’re out of steam
Spitting sauce more weak than jet fuel on steel beams
You can’t reach this fellow, shit I’m sticking the landing
You might be two towering, but I’m still standing

[Interlude: George W. Bush and President’s Advisor]
Mr. President, Cooper just hit the second verse
Man, can I just finish this children’s book first?
Mr. President, the nation is awaiting a response
*sigh* Alright, I'm on it

[Verse 4: George W. Bush]
I’m hearing you Cooper, you just ain’t impressing’ me
You throw disses like shoes, heh, missed me
My approval rating’s topped off, I’m taking this win
You know, this reminds me of an old Tennessee saying
“Fool me once, shame on, shame on you, maybe
Fool me? You can’t get fooled again, baby!”
And if I was at the PIA I would’ve stopped it
Right in the lobby like Wahlberg, heh heh, Mission accomplished

[Outro]
WHO WON?
WHO'S NEXT?
YOU DECIDE!
EPIC RAP! *plane crash* RAP BATLES OF HISTORY!