Bruce Lee vs Clint Eastwood - Epic Rap Battles of History

I've got the baddest fists of fury that the world ever saw

Defeat whole karate schools and motherfuckers with claws

How can you talk more shit, with my fist in yo jaw?

Don't need words to serve ya, imma just say waaataaaw!

Your movies, they bore us, they're slow as a tortoise

I'm the king of nunchucks, i fucked up chuck norris!

I invented jeet kune do, so taste my slipper shoe

Here's my two-finger push up, kung f-u!

You scream like a girl and got moves like jagger

But i'll rip through your ass faster than a pupu platter

You're in the gym too much ringo, perfecting kicks

You should spend more time matching your voice up to your lips

You don't belong in a fight, you belong in a sweatshopSo go ahead, make my ipod

Those little dances you do don't threaten me, bruce

Fuck you dude, i event squint better than you

I beat the good and the bad, you must be the ugly

I would mess up yo face, but your mama did it for me

Go tug your pistol for a fistful of yo million dollar babies

You were cool in the 80's, maybe, but now you're just crazy

A man who argues with people who aren't even there

Is more fit to rap against this fucking chair!

Do ya feel lucky, punk? that's what i'm askin'

You can't be too tough, you got killed by an aspirin

And your one inch punch? same size as your pecker

Leave the rappin' to me, stick to chinese checkers

I'd beat you in round two but that'd be unbelievable

No one in your family ever lives to see a sequel