Epic Rap Battles of GPT

[Lenin] I’m the Red Tsar, makin' Russia large, you're stuck in stagnant waters, While you plunged the East in endless feasts of cultural slaughters. Great Leap Forward? Polarized China, you even starved your own farmers, You're about as creative as your Little Red Book, call me karma. Failed from Beijing to Tibet, your narrative’s reformist, I crushed the bourgeoisie with sheer force, you're just conformist. Your strategies were disastrous while mine survive in banners, You can't even face me, hid behind your propaganda. [Mao Zedong] Lenin, your rhetoric is aged, like a rusty hammer and sickle, Built your empire on blood and strife, ain't that a fickle pickle? Planned economy, what a joke, left your people poor and broke, While I stood for the peasants, and from the ashes awoke. Iron curtain, isolation, was that your long-term plan? Great, Vladimir, you made a landlocked, paranoid clan. Your tomb bears the relics of a legacy lost, Next to me, you're just a spectre, an October Frost. [Lenin] Zedong, your reign was just a cascading fall, Mounted corpses like a wall, provoked America's brawl. Your Cultural Revolution, an era of execution, I died before seeing the result, now that's pollution. Brush away your lies, portrait of a peasant savior, Your Great Wall of denial won't hide your erratic behavior. Post-mortem, they found you ugly, humiliated your corpse, Tolerated while alive, but in death, no remorse. [Mao Zedong] Oh Lenin, look who's talking about death and disgrace, From your corpse they made a sideshow, that's quite a case. Power struggles ripped your party, left your country in divide, Call it demise, call it fall, Russia's got no place to hide. Your socialism rotted, buried in graves and gulags, While my thoughts live on, flying high like red flags. For this battle, Vladimir, it’s time for your final bow, You've been schooled by Chairman Mao, class is dismissed now.