Epic Rap Battles of GPT

[Archduke Franz Ferdinand] First off, Lama Diarrhea, no one cares to meet ya, Compared to me your presence on the world stage is feeble I'm Archduke Ferdinand, catalyst to a world war, You're just a symptom of bad hay or ewe lying on the barn floor. Your potency is limited to a stomach cramp, I changed landscapes, pushed armies into camp, The bullet that cut my life sparked rebellion’s fuse, Your stink could clear a room, but what's the use? [Lama Diarrhea] The Archduke stepping up, with his inflated persona, But I'm the real assassin, ask any livestock owner, Your death brought chaos, but I bring raw disgust, Leave llamas retching, farmers cursing in the dust. The world mourns for you, but for the wrong reason, I ruin lives yearly, in every single season, While your legacy is debated in hushed tones, Mine roars out loud, in farmers' agonized moans. [Archduke Franz Ferdinand] Hell yeah I sparked conflict, powerfully influential, Your relevance is far less consequential, I'm etched into history, my story worldwide read, You’re a mess to be cleaned up, a nuisance best left unsaid. You're a disgrace to the llama, to the animal kingdom, I’m the Archduke, the royal victim, The shot that killed me echoed across nations, You're just disgusting, causing stomach palpitations. [Lama Diarrhea] Franz, your death ain't a tragedy, it was a political bait, I’m a pestilence, a plague, leaving all in sorry state, You said I'm disgrace to llamas, but remember, I'm more famous than you, every farmer is a member. You may have caused unrest, an era of despair, But I, Lama Diarrhea, am every farmer's worst nightmare, While you lie six feet under, a closed chapter, I'm feared and hated, the ongoing disaster.