text: EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!
  JOAN OF ARC!
  VS!
  MILEY CYRUS!
  BEGIN!
  Let me guess, youre here to hate
  Well you can stand in the autograph line and wait
  Cause Im all twerk, I got all day
  To spit harsh words in this French maids face
  You died a virgin girl, who you think you messing with?
  Its Miley Cyrus, Im the hottest thing since Britney, Bitch!
  Im getting lifted on that molly, get that party turned up
  You getting lifted on a stake, get that body burned up
  Had enough? Its my habit, when I grab the mic I milk it
  You could say this rap is like my alter ego, cause I killed it!
  Lord, forgive me for the words I speak
  I know the voices of the angels tell me turn the other cheek
  But Im about to rip Hannah Montanas tongue out through her teeth
  Je suis la fille en feu, call me Katniss Everdeen
  When it comes to bad bitches, Im the patron saint
  But I only get down on my knees when its time to pray
  I came to Frenchmens aid in the time of need
  Cause Im the Maid of Orleans, youre the Mardi Gras beads, honey
  My father taught me things your daddy couldnt teach ya
  Your highest calling was a text from Wiz Khalifa
  You gotta die for something, Miley, just picture your epitaph
  Had the world watching, chose to show them all her flat ass
  Sweet burn , No pun intended
  Youre a cross dressing peasant betrayed by those you defended
  But when I come under fire, I can hashtag handle it
  If Gods in your corner, girl, you need better management
  Do not take the Lords name in vain, you ratchet skank!
  Your managers riding you to the achy breaky bank
  Be thankful for your talent, dont just rub it on your crotch
  Keep your party in the U.S.A., vive la France!
  WHO WON?
  WHOS NEXT?
  Y-Y-Y-YOU DECIDE!
  EPIC!
   RAP!
   BATTLES!
   OF HISTORY!