I'm sorry. "I'm hungry", "I'm fat", "I'm cold", "I'm hot" The Church of Love… it’s law and disorder We’re meant to give more than we take. I was just thinking yo did I give up a rib for this? I'm hungry, I'm fat, I'm cold, I'm hot, Gives me specific directions how to fuck with you. I know that you like to think you're so macho Gives me specific directions how to fuck with you [Both: shocked silence]Adam: even. You call it a complex but yo I'd call you a mess, Read more about it. With you kissing my ass and begging me for a rub. Eve: This battles gonna end like every argument does. Writer(s): AHLQUIST LLOYD LEONARD, SHUKOFF PETER, CIMADAMORE DANTE MICHAEL It’s the little “yes yes” or the big “No! BEGIN! Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY You cry about everything but can't decide what you want! My shiny one, I’ve something to tell ya…, No secrets told, to a heart cruel and cold, I know it’s hard, let’s give it another try, You mean so much to me-like the stars in the sky, Who’s right? Got any perfume that smells like get the fuck off my back? She blew him out in baby bubbles, ’cause what goes, Her wee man in the boat was keepin’ the score, His wiggie in the middle couldn’t take much more, He’d talk if he was able, but his jaw just hit the floor, Yeah! Could you please just shut your face for ten seconds? Lyrics to 'Epic Rap Battles of History' by ADAM VS EVE : Eve: / This battle's gonna end like every argument does / With you kissing my $$# and begging me for a rub / I made a map, mother$#&@er, and I'm reading it too / Gives me specific directions how to $#&@ with you / I know that you like to think you're so macho / You decide. all I know is you're acting like a colossal bitch ADAM VS EVE Her wee man in the boat was keepin’ the score, His wiggie in the middle could take no more, If you don’t shoot your shot… she’ll love you not, So let her wee man in the boat keep a countin’ the score. The singer can sell! Adam vs Eve. Whitney Houston sang „I Will Always Love ...“? … come see it, “Not for you! I'm sorry I drink all day I’m never sober just to ease the pain, Like a ghost in my head you keep haunting me, Every promise we made, every word you said, I’m calling out… there must be something more?”, Baby let me tell ya about the teenage lie, Your lips will be kissed, stories will be told. I'm sorryEve: have it, in fact I work while you and your boyfriend Steve drink and play sports in a fantasy league, You're as sharp as a stick, that I rub on my lips Where in the world can I turn and look to? This battles gonna end like every arguement does, with you kissing my ass and begging me for a rub, I made a map mother fucker and im reading it too, gives me specific directions how to fuck with you, I know that you like to think you're so macho but you smell like ball sacks and nachos, The truth lies deep under our skin, Bite the hand that gives, kiss the hand that takes.