Lyrics: Ali Tyler
Music: Ali Tyler
Epic rap battles of the Dream SMP
Quackity vs. Wilbur Soot
Begins
Quackity:
Let's just get this over with
You're a nuisance and a bother
Who's only good at arson and disappionting his father
My presidency's popping off ruling over the greatest nation
You used to have L'Manberg but you caused its own cremation
You're just another Icarus
Wax wings melted in the sun
You light gasoline as much as you gaslight your friends and son
You act like you're a messiah but you're just holier than thou
White streak in you hair but I bet you're feeling stressed now
Wilbur Soot:
Now, now, Big Q
Don't get too cocky
I know you'll jump ship when this fight gets rocky
Like in the Manberg Cabinet
You were Schlatt's devotee
Until things stopped going your way
And you crawled right back to me
But now you've been abandoned by even your fiances
One forgot about you
The other straight up ran away
It didn't help that Techno went and ruined your pretty face
Even after his pickaxe you still need me to put you in your place
Quackity:
Sure, I don't have my fiances
But at least I have my staff
You took Tommy under your wing and then you gave him the shaft
Now you have a new kid sidekick
Oh, Ranboo's 18?
Well, let's just hope you don't blow up his homes, his hopes and dreams
Thirteen years in Limbo brought your IQ down to zero
You're a senile old man if you think Dream is your hero
You're alone and powerless
You're a washed up sleaze
You wanna join Las Nevadas?
Then b*tch beg on your knees
Wilbur Soot:
Hypocrisy doesn't suit you
You've hit a new low
Say I manipulate minors then blow up purpled's UFO
We're more similar than you think, Q
I'm the Yin to your Yang
But you get scared of little sparks while I caused the big bang
And when picking your aesthetic
I'm not surprised you chose poker
You're a simple eight of clubs
But you think yourself the Joker
I know you wanna be me but you're a cheap imitation
I just blew up the mic
Now I'm off to blow up your nation