Lana:
Sweet dress, goth girl
Looking like a black beach
White skin, dark clothes, I'll ask Luan for some bleach
Me and my pets bring joy to everyone, I represent fun
All you represent is darkness and sadness, hun
I'm a wild tomboy, I can bring a plague of frogs
But I'm not crazy enough to lie to our own mom
Now come to the family and drop the mic
Maybe you can learn some joy in your life and take a hike
I've heard all your poems, your style is hard to adjust
No emotions? But feelings for a bust full of dust?
You call me disgusting, when I come home covered in mud
Well at least I don't have a recipe for homemade blood
Step off, go back to your poems and pens
But tell Fangs we'd like to have a new friend
Lucy:
Look what the cat dragged back from the trash
Must've been where your rhymes came from
Both as annoying and gross as a rash
So I'mma have to Tommyknock down this little "tom"
Hard as I drop bars like atomic bombs
First off, let's stop here and take a lesson
You have no idea with whom you're messin'
Back In Black 'cause I pen fat stacks
Everyday I crank out a new story or poem
And I don't need to clog the toilet to drown you with my flowing
Oh yeah, you never did get to do that, did you?
Your side of the room looks and smells like a whole zoo
People call me grotesque,
But I'm not the one who spends my time wallowing undressed
Lana:
Sorry, couldn't listen, you'll have to speak Louder
Live up to your name girl, or you don't have the power?
I'm quite a doubter, and after seeing your skin for a few hours
I can already guess what happened to Lily's baby powder
I think I have a good idea of who I'm messing with
The fifth youngest sister, who solves problems using a myth
I like you, sis, and this tip might come as a shock wave
But believe me, you have to change the way you behave
Maybe that way, your lines you'll be able to save.
Oh, forget it, I just remembered you like digging your own grave
On the rap race, I'm winning from you by a mile
Yo Lola, come here, this girl needs a new style
(Lola stands up and walks over to Lana's side with a make up kit, and a stack of clothes)
Lola:
Black is so last century, it'll make you stink
We need more brightness, how about pink?
You hair is so dark, we gotta make it mellow
Just one sec, and we will change it to yellow.
You need to stop using make up to look creepy
Use some blush and eye liner, you'll stop being so freaky
Believe me, with my hints, on social life you will rise
Now give me a smile and let's see those pretty eyes
(She reaches toward her bangs but Lucy slaps her hand away)
Lucy:
Nobody touches my hair!
Try me and I'll have the spirits put more darkness in your soul than you could bear
Send you deep underground in the depths of despair!
Guess I'll have to put you both in your place
Lola, the way you behave is a disgrace
Forcing us to pamper you and keep your princess image to save face
While under that, you're a glittery nutcase
As for cat in the hat over here
I couldn't help but overhear
Apparently you played dress-up and went all prim and perfect
After all that bragging about being the opposite,
I can't help but see you as a bit of a hypocrite
Now I'm done with you two
'Cause you're as finished as Lana during Finishing School.
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