Lynn:
It's about time I battled with you
But I have to warn ya, you're screwed
Time to put my running shoes
Leave you in the dust without a clue
I'm a girl with many talents
Winning and leaving my opponent silent
I've had to take your place in sport
And you've ruined the game with your support
Train though, and play greater
Have you ever seen me lose? Never!
I've just tried all your games and guess who played it better
Now get up, time for exercise
Being slow is not wise
I can't be beaten by any other
Is that a problem with you, dear brother?
Lincoln:
Oh, you say I'm screwed?
Yeah, the entire fandom seems to think so too
I mean, seriously, to them I'm a Casanova!
You call yourself powerful but I bite back with the force of a supernova!
And from what I recall, you have lost multiple times,
During game night, that basketball game, and now to my rhymes
I was hoping that maybe that incident would be behind us, but No Such Luck there
I can't believe I'm saying this to you, but maybe you need to grow a proverbial pair
You're a big-shot stuck-up little jock
Although I do remember the days that you used to go around in a frock,
If I showed anybody those pictures, you'd freak
Maybe next time you'll think twice before calling me a geek
Lynn:
You think the fandom will have your back then?
Most of the time, you're more fried than a pan
You call yourself the man with the plan
Well, think how you'll become a real man
I can easily see you're scared, I guess that's all
Just like your room or Armstrong, you have a lack of balls
I won't call you geek, 'cause I believe that's not fair
Even they aren't lame enough to read in their underwear.
Next time, try keeping your memories safe in the ark
I'll beat you so bad, I'll knock you out of the park
You're a lazy lame boy, I can see you rotting slowly
You're chance of wining is just like your number of trophies
You can try running, but there is nowhere to hide
I will always catch up with you, on whatever bike
Grab your jockstrap, to protect yourself from the winner
'Cause tonight we might have more then just chicken for dinner
Lincoln:
Speaking of dinner, you need more diverse
You're always inside your balls universe
Obsessed with dropping down pants but ya can't drop a verse!
Speak to Lucy, I think you're cursed,
How many matches ended with you and a nurse?
This is like that one baseball game, 'cause your shots never hit
You lose just one game and suddenly you get your jockstrap in a twist
I'll be taking my well-deserved win and bask in the uproaring applause,
While even the dog is ashamed of you because
You got lost and forgot what real sportsmanship was!
Man, you really used to have guts, but now that you prioritize luck,
Most of your episodes really suck!
You should back up, 'cause like your character development,
Your good rhymes are just simply nonexistent.
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