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[Verse 1: Betsy Ross]
I'll make this slave owner my slave
Since all he does is moan and gripe
By the time I'm done with you
You'll be seeing stars and stripes!
You've got no chance, Francis
All you are is just a drag
This district dick will be finished
Before he can wave the white flag!
I'm battling an amateur poet
Can this shit get any worse?
And with that lung of yours
It's no surprise you can't spit a good verse!
You won't be singing so loud
After I stitch up your mouth
I'll go to town smacking ya', bitch!
Prepare to go down!

[Verse 2: Francis Scott Key]
I'll show this Ross who's boss
After I hold her ass for ransom!
Raps hitting so perfectly
You could call it a National Anthem!
Thinking you'll beat this superior?
It seems you'vе been misled
Your designs are usеless
You should work the flagpole instead!
In this duel, you should start hitching
It's solid rhymes that I'm pitching
I got experience with lyrics
So I best not hear this bitching
You got divorced, you lonely whore
Elizabeth, you better listen!
All you do is stitching, bitch for real
Get back into the kitchen!
[Verse 3: Betsy Ross]
If you think that was cold
Then you're in for a blizzard!
You're pushing my limits
Don't make me bust out the scissors!
You won't win against Betsy
Go back to your Bible Society!
I get it, your dick is small
But that doesn't mean you need to cry to me!
Plus, you're speaking to a lady
Why don't you learn some manners?
Your insults are even worse
Than your Star Spangled Banner!
I'll throw this Key away
As it seems I've unlocked the victory
You'll be just known as
The shittiest songwriter in history!

[Verse 4: Francis Scott Key]
Maybe the outcome of this fight
Is something you wanna redesign
You're getting read out of this battle
'Cause girl, you rap like a swine!
Even if you did actually make the flag
I find it bizarre
That the only thing you did
Was change the number of points on the stars!
I'll beat you so bad
That all the stripes will be red!
Your only credit is that you messed around
With a needle and thread!
You can't rap, you can't sew
You're nothing, zero!
I'd defeat you for the nation's love
But I'm already its hero!