James Bond vs Indiana Jones lyrics

[Verse 1: James Bond]
Bond, James, hope you recognize the name
About to put your ass to shame, bust a cap inside ya brain
British Secret service, man, intelligence is my specialty
You've cracked your Crystal Skull to think your ancient stones could f*ck with me [Ha, American]
We all know where you're really headed
Got a bullwhip and a kid? I think someone's got a fetish
Winning ain't a lucky guess, it's down to a science
I'm a trigger finger killer, b*tch, and I've got a license

[Verse 2: Indiana Jones]
Supposed to never say never, but i'll make a quick prediction:
You'll never close the case if beating Jones is in your mission
I'm immune to superstition, a treasure hunting detective
A hero with a hobby and you're about to be collected
Drop your fancy pants weapons and we'll bare-knuckle brawl
Left hook to your jaw then watch your sky fall
Take a crack at my whip, but you know what it's for:
Protection while I'm raiding all the tombs of your Bond Girls

[Verse 3: James Bond]
A bare-knuckle brawl won't help your odds, Henry
I'm a trained f*ckin' killer, someone check professor's memory
I'm 007 and I'm not your lucky number
It's your last crusade, your temple's going under
Refined skills kicks the sh*t out of rugged
Should've have feared this snake 'cuz my flow is cold blooded
It's a gentleman's match, so take off the fedora
It's the Golden-eyed G versus Dora the Explorer
[Verse 4: Indiana Jones]
[Now you've gone and p*ssed me off]
Alright, my memories fine, how about a history lesson?
I'm a whip crackin' pimp when my class is out of session
You think you're something new? I've been droppin' Nazi spies
Drop your whack ass today because tomorrow never dies
So reliant on your gadgets and equipment
Sounds like overcompensation for failed bedroom missions...
I've got a classified message for Q
Decode this slick: f*ck You