You think you can win?
A tired old dinosaur like you; who joined in 2002
Your fossils belong in the mud
You can't compete with this new blood.
I'm bringing change to this ol' game
you're just promising more of the same
It won't cut it no more, the by the book rhymes
You're going to have do better and adjust with the times!
You occasionally impress me with your so called thunder
But just like Tommy Tutone you're a one hit wonder
The rest of the time bro I'm just groanin'
And like an idolater you're in for a stonin'
You're the warts under the Phantom of the opera's mask, all bloody and peeling like a fish being scaled, cooked, and served while still alive to eager young patrons like they do in East Asian countries.
As a self-proclaimed Socrates you know full well the metaphor of the cave
well crawl back inside because you've just been gutted at the nave!
Like Abraham Lincoln I can't be called a liar,
I said you'd burn and you did, just like the Great Chicago Fire.
The lanturn may have been knocked over by a cattle,
but needless to say I've won this battle.