Bob Ross VS Pablo Picasso

[Pablo Picasso]

I am the greatest, the modern art Muhammad Ali

I melt faces, call me MC Dali

Your whole body of work is a fluffy mountain of crap

You're the PBS version of Nickelback

But I think you must be a genius cause with zero training

You made millions teaching people how to suck at painting

Why don't you go back home and beat your brush, you chump!

I could make better art with my wiener: Lump!

[Bob Ross]

I'm so glad you could join me today

So I could teach you how to feel some joy when you paint

You're moody little genius, always so serious

I know! You must be on your Blue Period

Your work is melancholic, I'm painting happy little trees

Call me Jackson Pollock, because I splatter MCs

With the voice that soothes, so let's do this

I’ll twist you up like you're a Rubik’s cubist

[Pablo Picasso]

Don't use that word like you know what it is

You painted thirty thousand pictures of bushes and sticks

Does your audience know that you stole your whole show?

You just ripped off your teacher, and added an afro!

My name is Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula

Juan Nepomuceno María de los Remedios Cipriano

De la Santísima Trinidad

Ruiz y Picasso!

Back to you, Bob

[Bob Ross]

Well Bob is dropping bombs like this is Guernica

I served twenty years: Air force, United States of America

My technique will make your mistress weep

Put her to sleep, elbow drop her dreams, I go deep

And I keep it mellow like some cadmium yellow

I'm a bright like titanium white kind of fellow

Don't believe in mistakes unless you step to me

Yo Pablo, you just got your happy little ass beat