Skrillex:
My name is Skrillex man,
welcome to the Devil's Den.
I'm a scary monster,
stomping this sprite and frilly pants.
You're a weirdo Wolfie,
you're into powdered wigs and poop.
And your cousin blew notes
on your little magic flute.
Your daddy issues make the Jackson 5
look like the Family Circus.
You might have been a genious
but you died baroque and worthless.
I'm rich, acclaimed and famous,
I'm on playlists, I'm the A-list,
You're the lamest, kiss my ass,
A-a-a-a-Amadeus.Mozart:
Was that a verse,
or did you just get the hiccups?
I'm a prodigy Sonny,
and I'm about to smack a bitch up!
My music is two hundred years old,
and it's still excellent!
In two more months,
the world will forget about your Skrill- excrement.
I can't believe the way your dress
when you dubstep out of the house.
You're like an emo Steve Urkel,
and you reek of dead mouse.
I am the world's greatest composer,
no one knows what you are,
except a lonely little troll
who knows how to press a space bar.Skrillex:
I attack.
You decay.
Can't sustain my releases.
Sidechain, Wolfgang.
Bangarang you to pieces.
I'm a self made man,
you're a slave to your papa.
I'm a ro-o-ock star,
mix you with the bass and
DROP YA.
Global.
My strobes glow like Chernobyl.
Kids explode and get mobile.
No one even knows you.
I make the whole world move,
you play community theater.
I gained your same fame from home,
on a blown out speaker.Mozart :
Oh yes, I've heard that EP.
And see I've transcribed it here.
Tell me what comes after,
the sixty-eighth measure of diarrhea?
What king of dugs does it take to enjoy this?!
I've no idea!
I've seen more complexity in a couch from IKEA.
You go piano,
to fortississimo.
That means soft to very very loud.
Cause I'm guessing that you didn't know!!
Why don't you put down your cubase,
and pick up a real bow.
I rocked harder than you,
when I was five years old...
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