Scottsy r muffinz0r
Written by ScottyDog
In the tune of Lose Yourself

If you had
One Shot
One opportunity
To seize all the badges you ever wanted,
Would you pay for them?
Or let it slip?

Yo, his paws are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy,
there's Pepsi on the mousepad already
Colondee's Moon-siddey,
He's nervous,
But on the surface he looks calm and ready,
To DOS Edit, but he keeps on forgetting,
C++, the forums go so loud, he clicks on 'reply' but the words won't come out,
he's choking now, waffy's got "/me banjo" now,
The cable's out, time's up, over, pow,

Snap back to SM.net,
Yo, it's Tomato's bet,
Yo, he's not ready yet,
Yo, he's so mad that he choked,
PK Fired but nope,
He won't have it, he knows, his whole board's to this code,
It don't matter, he's dope,
He knows that but he's broke,
He's so sad that he knows when he goes back to his computer that's when it's,
Back to the forums again,
Yo, this whole Starmen-net,
Better go capture this JPeg and hope it don't leave yet,

Chorus:

You better lose yourself in the Dragon, Petition, Ffish fin, you better never let it go,
You only get one shot, this is not a badge to blow, this opportunity comes once in a lifetime,
My rank's escaping, through these forums that are gaping,
This site is mine for the taking, make me mod,
As we move toward her, new forum order,
A rank and badge are boring, but avatars are
Close to post staffer, a_p's a half-op,
Can't just be on top, You half to have full ops,
PoeTrader's all on him, I to IRC,
He's known as Admin, lonely roads,
God only knows, he's grown farther from home, he's no brother,
He goes home and gives his bro the cold shoulder,

But hold your nose 'cause here goes ban from chan,
PappyCat don't want him no mo' he's cold product,
They moved on to the next shmoe who flows n00b, but sold nada, sold the avatar,
Told and unfold, I suppose CafePress sold nada,
But the site goes on, da da dum, da dum da da,

Chorus
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage,
Tear these bunny effin' forums out, like ScottyDog caged,
I was coding in the beginning, the UBB changed,
I been backspaced, and spacebarred, and booed off stage,
But it's Metroid Prime at the next right, she's the next Seifer,
Best believe somebody's payin' the reid viper,
No badges inside, amplified by the,
Fact that I can't get by with my nine to five,
And I can't provide the right type'a,
Life for my computer, 'cause man, these chips RAM don't go hyper,

And it's no movie, there's no Sephy Phiefer,
This is my life and this site is so hard,
And it's gettin' even harder tryin' to feed and visit IRC,
Plus teeter-totter,
Caught up between bein' a forumer and a chatter, clatter, the mad hatter splatter matters order too much,
For me to wanna stay at one site, it takes up megabytes,
And it's gotten me to the point I'm like Akuma,
I've got to formulate a plot, or end up kicked and banned, or not,

An avatar is my only option, a rank is not,
reid I love you but this layout's got to go, I can't watch it grow old, they say Luna is hot,
so here I go it's my shot, paws fail me not, starmen is the only opportunity that I got,

CHORUS
FADE OUT