DandaMan: So what, so what.

DandaMan: So what, so what.

DandaMan: So what, so what.

DandaMan: So what, so what.
S.T.G.: {My page bigger than yours}

Dandaman: So what, so what.

DandaMan: So what, so what.

DandaMan: So what, so what.

DandaMan: So what, so what.
S.T.G.: {My songs are better than yours}


Dandaman:Too bad, that S.T.G. is a fag.
You stuck-up sucker.
Korn/Staind/Bizkit lover.
No where to run from your limp d***.
The site needs me save this place from Sean's anus.
I'ma show you alittle Website skills,
You best stay back cuz' I'ma kill, I'ma kill.
What'cha thinkin' Mr. Parodyman,
Doin' all that you can to sing like Korn's Jonathan.

S.T.G.: Check you out, punk.
I know you can feel it.
You write like one of those singers,
In the Backstreet videos,
You frickin' maggot.
Oh, please give me some **** to wack with.
Cuz' right now I'm all limp kid.
"Suck My Kiss" kid,
Like your fan club did.

Dandaman: Who the **** you think you're writin' to?
S.T.G. {Me?}
DandaMan: I'm known for outsmartin' little chumps like you.
S.T.G.{Whatever.}
DandaMan: All up in the site, with that...
S.T.G. {P.O.C.!!!!}
DandaMan: You freakin' retard, you can't write a parody.
You little maggot, on on-line for hours.
Lame as hell can be, just like Austin Powers.
S.T.G. {Hiya Baby}
DandaMan: What you tootin' on your weak hard drive.
I think you said it best,
It's "Like Suicide".

S.T.G.: What the heck you sayin'?
You're a pimp whatever, Dimwit.
Dandy needs some new ****,
New kind of skit.
What he writin'?
When the pacing is dumb,
Though it's all you makin'.
Rippin' up my game's Counterfiet, fakin'.
What about those pills you takin?
You can't write those songs everyday, Dand.

S.T.G.: Pimp?
DandaMan: So what, so what.
You better copyright that stupid song down.


S.T.G.:So, you hate me!
DandaMan:And I hate you!
S.T.G.:Uh, so what? Uh, so what?
It's all in the parody!
S.T.G.: I hate you!
DandaMan: And you hate me!
S.T.G: Uh, so what? Uh, so what?
It's all in the parody!

S.T.G.: Look at you, foo?
I'm gonna paste that up nice.
Writin' rhymes like mine are,
Oh sure, I'll vote for it twice.
You better download while you can.
You'll never beat me up, Dand-Mixed-It.
At least I've got a phat original song.

DandaMan: Who's hot, Who's not?
S.T.G. {You.}
DandaMan: You can't rob me, you funny little slob.
Quit your night job.
Time to take your red pills.
Calm down, you little schitzo,
Stop humpin' the damn missile.
S.T.G. {Screw You}
DandaMan: A freaky guy,
Who'll whack until he dies.
Singin' "Shoots and Ladders",
While the "Bong Song" shatters.
But ya' just can't log away.
S.T.G. {Log on gays?}
DandaMan: Cuz' it's Tuesday, kid, it's Tuesday.


S.T.G.: So, you hate me!
DandaMan:And I hate you!
S.T.G.:Uh, so what? Uh, so what?
It's all in the parody!
S.T.G.: I hate you!
DandaMan: And you hate me!
S.T.G: Uh, so what? Uh, so what?
It's all in the parody!

DandaMan: You quote that you're a singer.
S.T.G. {Yep.}
DandaMan: Flip you the middle finger.
S.T.G. {Dude!}
DandaMan: Like Billy and the Boingers.
S.T.G. {Who?}
DandaMan: And all you eat is Zingers.
You're lovin' Fruity Pebbles.
You wish you were a rebel.
S.T.G. {Anarchy!!!!}
DandaMan: It's just a drag, that you're a fag and on a lower level.


S.T.G.: Are ya' from Jacksonville?
Makin' it like Buffalo Bill.
Gettin' ripped up, by the owner Chuck.
While some writer's on her seat,
Writin' for you're little Peanut.

DandaMan: Hey, where'd you get that little prance?
S.T.G. {Right here.}
DandaMman: From jackin' off in mayo,
And put it on a bagel.
When ya' father had ya' mother,
And ya' mother had ya' brother.
It's just too bad,
Your father's mad,
Your brother's now your lover!

S.T.G.: C'mon Redneck freak,
Can you're hound do a frickin' wheelie?
Your e-mailin' down south,
DandaMan {Huh?}
S.T.G.: You just better watch your mouth!


Both: So, you hate me!
And I hate you!
Uh, so what? Uh, so what?
It's all in the parody!
I hate you!
And you hate me!
Uh, so what? Uh, so what?
It's all in the parody!
Both: So, you hate me!
And I hate you!
Uh, so what? Uh, so what?
It's all in the parody!
I hate you!
And you hate me!
Uh, so what? Uh, so what?
It's all in the parody!

DandaMan: And I'll mail you!
S.T.G.: And I'll IM you!
DandaMan: Then I won't write you!
S.T.G.: I won't write too!
DandaMan: Then I'll *****-slap you!
S.T.G.: And I'll pimp you!
And wish you were never born.
Let me slice you!

DandaMan: Say what?