Lisa:
Science is organization of knowledge, and wisdom organization of life
From my analysis, you lack both, am I correct, wildlife?
The universe is made of protons, electrons and neutrons
And by your looks, apparently there's an inclusion of morons
My hypothesis, you're made of Gold, Titanium, Sulfur, Carbon to conclude
As only an AuTiSTiC would believe you can play so Loud without having your ears, as you say, screwed
Specialist suggestion, you should leave
As your skill's as long as your sleeves
Admire all the awards I've achieved
While you use your instrument to cleave
Life without music, would be a mistake
But your noises are like a cow scream when turned to steak
You claim you have rock style, all black or dark purple, outthought
I must point out you take pride with the other colors of the rainbow
Luna:
Yeah, that's right, I'm proud of who I am
I've got integrity, but you're nothing but a sham
With all those big words you pull out, you're pretentious
And a possibly scatophillic individual who never should've gotten into forensics!
You've got a big brain, and quite a mature mentality
So why don't you put it to use, and help out society?
You've got all this time, despite running around like you've got ants in your pants
You think you can breakdance?
You couldn't even do the konga
Thinking that your bars are tough
When everything about you can be mocked
When you lose, you'll be so shocked
I call you Sheldon, and you go bazzinga
But hey, at least you can do the robot
That's basically what you are, emotionless and working 'til your gears rot
Everyday I'm reaching new heights!
Can't say the same for you, I'm a scary monster to this Dwarf Fortress sprite!
Lisa:
It's definitely time for our biology class
You better pay attention to my words, or else you won't pass
Your statement with dwarfism is incorrect, my height development is ideal to my age, like my mass
Unlike your development of mammal glands and...
And no, I'm not scatophilic, I feel no pleasure at all
From what comes out your natal cleth or oral cavity when you go down the hall
However, both deserve attention to my studies.
Just like the way you behave with your, as you call, "buddies"
I've grown some expectations in this battle, but it's like your mind has a block
Which only allows you to mock science and lie how much you rock.
Sibling unit, you must understand that my favorite color isn't pink
However, you Lu-looked much better in that outfit
Undeniably, you showed so much sadness, in your tears you could sink
But we both know you actually refuse to accept you like it
Luna:
Oh you don't get pleasure from it, huh?
Then explain why you collect more samples than you can study, brah!
And my band's the best group of friends I could ask for
Including a certain special girl who makes my heart soar
Speaking of which, I wonder what you do with your only one all night
You've lost your hair faster than Walter White
Who was it, uhh, Darcy Pinkman?
Don't talk to me about pink, man!
What I wanna know,
Is who let the school-obsessed gremlin be in charge of our amount of snow?
You should really get some sleep, it's taking quite a toll on your abilities
I get that we can be sometimes be annoying
But what makes you think you'd last a day alone in a facility?
No need to act tough, we can see through your facade of hostility
You're just trying to deny that you took a spin on the spectrum of disability.
(Lincoln cuts his way into the middle)
Lincoln:
"Sometimes" annoying, you say?
I'm about to school you both, so you better start to pray-
Luna:
Oh no, we're not gonna do that this time
Now it's your turn to get destroyed with rhyme
Leaving you unscathed would practically be a crime
Annoying is right, in relation to your interruption
Now I'mma pass the mic to Lisa to finish your destruction
Lisa:
It was a giant red button you clicked
When to join this fight you picked
Now, I wanna avoid you getting afflict
But we're trinitoluene and we will conquer victory without conflict
Luna:
Ey Lis, we make a pretty good team
Lisa:
I tend to agree, older sibling
Lisa and Luna:
But I still win!
(Beat)
Luna:
Fine, it's a tie...
Lisa:
Not at all, we won and Lincoln met his lyrical demise.
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