This is an insult rhyme against a REAL person using fiction pieces of the PSO universe. Enjoy my anger... the person is a HUmar, EHRGEIZ, lvl 100, a 15 yr old PUNK.

EHRGEIZ

This foolish punk named EHRGEIZ
needs to stop hittin' on all them guys.
He thinks he can make a good rhyme type
while everyone knows him as an asswipe.

Right before he makes a telepipe
I kill his ass and his weapon I swipe.
Just to prove that he is a fag
I present to others his Stag.
I see him getting lagged to hell
lag being his faggot jail.
I later take the Stag to sell
I take the meseta and use it well.
Put his death in an envelope
and lick the seal, kill the dope.

Seen him again holding a Twin Brand
and beat down that bitch with my bare hand.
His bloody-ass body on the ground soon land
cuz his most powerful hack wep just got banned.
And watchin' as his blood soaks into the sand
red moisture oozin' from all of his body's glands.
Whip out that Orotiagito
and slice off every one of his toes.
Continue to maul his body with a Mechgun
why the hell not? It's just for fun.

After I kill this little bitch
while his ass is on a door switch.
I'll dump him in the nearby ditch
while watchin' his legs twitch.
His wound lookin' like he was bit
and his throat was also slit.
While I throw him in this pit, maybe,
everyone will realize he's just a titty baby.
He isn't even enough to call a lady
givin' him a nickname, uh, let's call him Sadey.

EHR, you think you got game
while your skills is lame.
All your moves are the same
I know your little ass is tame.
You can't win at this little game
your death, on me is the blame.

Take your gay Fag Cutlery
and your gay dick suck-lery.
Take your gay Twin Brand
and your Mastorbating Hand.
Take your fucking Holy Ray
and all your friends you know are gay.
Because now I'm glad to say
you're gonna die today!

Then I whip out my BLADE DANCE
doin' moves that leave EHR in a trance.
Movin' so fast the dagger looks like a lance
while I show the ultimate stance.

Finally, stop callin' me master
I'll drop you with a Blaster.
Your little army story was poor
you must of got it from your mom, the whore,
or bought it from a convenient store,
now you're pathetic EVEN MORE!
Discipline is your mission
while on your name I'm pissin',
and never missin',
might as well be takin'
a shit on your name, then
leave you wishin'
that you never messed with Ass-Kickin'.

Take a shit in your faggot sorrow
and know you have no tomorrow.
Your faggot attitude reminds me of Wario
while you get beaten down by me, err, Mario.
Talkin' about I'm slow
your ass wouldn't even know.
You always talkin' about how great you doin'
that yo ass couldn't even listen to my dissin'.
Listen bitch and listen good,
now you're nothin' but worm food,
and when on you're body they've chewed,
you're mom gets sued
for food poisoning
and the worms mutating.

Your ass is defeated
your humiliation completed.
On the forest ground your ass is seated
and all of your gay-ass life now depleted.
I'll see you in hell EHRGEIZ,
and don't worry I'll send those gay guys.
I know you need 'em
they're your pride and joy, your gem.

So the last thing I've got to say
is, EHRGEIZ, your fucking gay!