my name is Skrillex man
welcome to the devil's den
I'm a scary monster
stomping this sprite in 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 genius
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
Amadeus
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 you 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 spacebar
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 rock 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
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 kind of drugs 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
who won?
who's next?
you decide