Post by fallendemon on Mar 4, 2010 22:06:41 GMT -5
"Duh Nut (I'M AN ELITIST MO-FO!)" - Dave.
"Why you always be trollin' me foo'?
Why you always be riding me dood?
Where's my slice of duh Rping cake?
Or is it to late for me to shake and bake..."
Bitch, I be tired of your ignorant drizzle
It makes me want to make you a snizzle.
So when I hear your voice, annoying me now;
I pack away my post and go "Boom boom, POW!"
We hit your channel like we're going for a drive by,
Just look at us go, squelch and put on stand-by.
Our seven-post intervals make you look like a ditz.
I guess all the sex-time made you full of piss.
("Yo what's with all this OOC, BITCH!")
I always see you ridin' my ass like you duh shiz.
But you mo-fo fags can't take my Elitist mix.
I always correct your grammar,
before you swing dat hammer.
You know me by my typin' skillz,
and how my writing just thrillz.
My ego's bigger than your fucking house,
We make you scream like an anthro-mouse.
That's right, you're a sex 'tard and know it.
Damn right, I'll show -you- how to show it.
First: get off your nice new bot.
Second: don't even let the rhythmn stop.
Third: Type up your entrance post.
Fourth: Remember who you hate most.
Fifth: Look again at that channel spot
Then turn around and watch us fucking it up!
("Yo what's with all this OOC, BITCH!")
I always see you ridin' my ass like you duh shiz.
But you mo-fo fags can't take my Elitist mix.
I always correct your grammar,
before you swing dat hammer.
You know me by my typin' skillz,
and how my writing just thrills.
My ego's bigger than your fucking house,
We make you scream like an anthro-mouse.
Just take a seat and start typing away,
Meanwhile me and Gabe will fucking rape your name.
("Yo what's with all this OOC, BITCH!")
Break it down, mother fuckers!
Yo, La Flor, where's your bartender now?
Yo, Mistmyr, where's the fucking cow?
Hey Delain, what's your fucking deal.
Can't decide? Well just try for your meal.
I motherfucking hate those spammers and those dipshit trolls.
Even though I act like them, and that's slightly how I roll.
Just look at me, I'm the king of the world.
Let my ego slide, and I'll marshall your field.
That's right, we know you can survive without our shit.
But that's pretty sad, when you think of all we've had.
We've all started low, and we've even gotten higher.
Just think of our corrections as our freeze-frame for hire.
You know it's getting closer, to the end of this beat,
So why don't you sit down...Just take the fucking seat.
You bitches never listen; what we say is right.
You take our corrections like we're trying to make a sight.
Yeah, just flashing our egos, like the mo-fos we are...
That makes a bunch of sense, I guess I'll crash my car.
"Yo what's with all this OOC, BIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"