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James Bond, code name 007, is a fictional character created in 1953 by writer Ian Fleming, who featured him in twelve novels and two short-story collections. Six other authors have written authorised Bond novels or novelizations since Fleming's death in 1964: Kingsley Amis, Christopher Wood, John Gardner, Raymond Benson, Sebastian Faulks, and Jeffery Deaver; a new novel, written by William Boyd, is planned for release in 2013. Additionally, Charlie Higson wrote a series on a young James Bond, and Kate Westbrook wrote three novels based on the diaries of a recurring series character, Moneypenny.
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 speciality,
You cracked your Crystal Skull and think your ancient stones could fuck with me?
We all know where you're really headin',
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 bitch, and i've got a licence!
A bare knuckle brawl won't help your odds Henry,
I'm a trained fuckin' killa, 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 shit out of rugged,
Should've feared this snake 'cause 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!
007, yeah, you can call me James Bond.
You think you're gonna win? Then you're damn wrong.
I'll kick your ass, from Russia with Love.
I know you can't get enough, I'm a ladies man! (Bond girl!)
You think you got a decent movie? You're not even groovy,
Face it, you're losing.
My rhymes are ill, you better not move, I got a power of will.
And a license to kill,
I'll kill you in this free-for-all,
Me and you know that I truly Thunderball.
You ruined a spy's name,
You ruined a British land, you sir, have no game,
You're so lame, your teeth, woah! It's a damn shame.
Get down on your knees, you're my new Bond girl.
In the words of Skrillex, you can suck my big load.
You sent Mini-me to do your fighting?
Oh my God, so frightening.
What the bollocks? What the hell are you wearing?
It looks like a gay orgy made you the bitch and began spraying.
You're an abortion from Fantasia.
I'm the original, I'm the reason Hollywood made ya'.