Miley Cyrus;

Let me guess

you're here to hate

well you can stand in the

autograph line and wait

cause I'm all twerk

I got all day

to spit harsh words

in this French maid's face

you died a virgin girl

who you think you messin' with?

It's Miley Cyrus

I'm the hottest thing since Britney

bitch

I'm getting lifted

on that molly

get that party turned up

you're getting lifted on a stake

get that body burned up

had enough?

It's my habit

when I grab the mic I milk it

you could say this rap

is like my alter ego

cause i killed it

Joan of Arc:
Lord 
forgive me for the words I speak
I know the voices of the angels


tell me turn the other cheek
but I'm about to rip Hannah Montana's
tongue out through her teeth
 

Je suis la fille en feu
call me Katniss Everdeen


when it comes to bad bitches
I'm the patron saint
but I only get down on my knees


when it's time to pray
 I came to Frenchmen's aid
in their time of need
cause I'm the Maid of Orleans
you're the Mardi Gras beads honey


my father taught me things
your daddy couldn't 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

Miley Cyrus:
Sweet burn


no pun intended
you're a cross dressing peasant


betrayed by those you defended


but when I come
, under fire I can
 hashtag handle it
 if God's in your corner


girl you need better management

Joan of Arc:
Do not take 
the Lord's name in vain


you ratchet skank 
your manager's riding you
to the achy breaky bank


be thankful for your talent
 don't just rub it on your crotch
 keep your party in the USA
 Vive la France