Obama laid down the first rhymes:
'You're all about the self
No health. Care for the people
Sheeple, follow you blindly
You don't treat them kindly
Money from the oil
Makes my blood boil
All you want is a gun
Drive-bys aint no fun'
Boehner straightened his hair piece and responded:
You're all bleeding heart
Makes me want to rip you apart
I'm making money, honey
A'int no loser
I'm a chooser, of cash and guns
Flash and fun is what I am
No flim-flam, fuck the poor
They can go on being whores.
It was a tough contest but the gathered crowd in the Beat Down club chose Obama as their victor.
Asked for his reaction, the President said 'Don't try to beat me when I have my game on. I can always lay down rhymes and phat beats and Boehner didn't stand a chance.
Speaker Boehner responded 'My rhymes were cool and steady and there is no way Obama won that. He stacked the crowd with supporters. This ain't over. I want a rematch in the House of Representatives. Game on.'
