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[Intro]
EPIC RAP BATLES OF HISTORY!
GORDON RAMSAY
VS
SIMON COWELL
BEGIN!

[Verse 1: Gordon Ramsay]
J.P., open Hell's Kitchen, it's time to smash this asshole's jaw
What the fuck are you doing, Syko? Your show's so fucking raw
It's just kids singing and retards doing foul stuff
I'd get more fucking talent out of Casting Call Club

[Verse 2: Simon Cowell & Gordon Ramsay]
(X)Shut up, I already want to leave
Your food's so bloody gross that I would rather drink bleach
Making fun of our contestants, really? That's quite cheap
Maybe you're mad that they're more talented than you'll ever be
We're live on this fight, no scripts. Your kitchen nightmare
Like fuckin' hell man, your shit's more poorly staged than Dhar Mann
Even outside the stagе, I'm surprised you're not banned
With thе racism, misogyny and visits from the taxman?
Oh fuckin' hell! Quit it you fucking cunt, you'll hear this
I'm a fair critic, you're just an asshole, get the difference?
Your hell's kitchen doesn't scare me, you're a terrible actor
And when it comes to business saving, I'd rather call up Jon Taffer
[Verse 3: Gordon Ramsay]
Wow, that's disgusting, yucky
Here, look, the verse isn't even done yet, fuck me
You've given up, see? You don't even care
I hope Britain's Got Talent, 'cause it wasn't fucking there
Had enough, have you? Quit being a fucking bellend, then
I'll wrap you up in disses, call it Beef Cowell-ington
You're fucking lackluster, all critique and no force
I spent your whole fucking verse thinking "Where's the damn sauce!?"
And fucking calm it with the surgery antics
Your face has got more plastic than the fucking Atlantic
You're like Casu Martzu; All cheese and full of maggots
I'd serve you at my restaurant, but we don't allow faggots

[Verse 4: Simon Cowell]
You don't serve faggots? Mate, I don't get you
'Cause last I checked, that shit's right on the menu
For an alleged top chef, I find it quite absurd
How you can't cook shit, even if it's literally a big steaming pile of turds

[Verse 5: Gordon Ramsay and Chefs]
My skills bred 5 star chefs across the nation
No one's ever heard an X-Factor champion on their radio station
So do spare me of your petty yappin'
Before I slam you through the wall like a raw piece of fucking salmon
And that dumb smile makes me wanna scream
I'm so feared on TV, I even haunt Marge's dreams
So gather around, teams, yeah? This one's your final test
Go fucking serve this prick a knuckle sandwich (Yes chef!)
[Verse 6: Simon Cowell]
What in the bloody hell was that? That was dreadful, my God
You've got more anger issues than a Discord mod
I gotta be honest with you, you are a right sod
With the charm and charisma of a raw piece of cod
You used to be something, yeah I know you're quite bitter
You're 50 and wasting days mocking vegans on Twitter
And now, obviously, you've lost. But don't let that detract 'ya
'Cause with that Sarah on your corner, perhaps you'll win the Ex-Factor (Ha, ha, ha, ha!)

[Outro: The Announcer and Gordon Ramsay]
WHO WON?
WHO'S NEXT?
YOU DECIDE!
EPIC RAP- Oh for fuck sakes, put in some fucking energy!
Uhh, yes chef! RAP BATLES OF HISTORY!