Whitestorm:
Of all the clans
And all the cats
Out there to battle against me
They picked some fishy half-bred cat
Who calls herself a 'deputy's
Does your mother know that
Your way out here?
I doubt she'd approve.
Oh-wait, Sorry Love!
I forgot
She gave you up,
Your kinship she refused!
And now that I mention it
It's really quite a shame
That kinship bond was up and gone
'Cause you were in her way to rise to fame.
You were pushed out.
Of your mother,
Then her clan.
Broke the rules!
Sorry dear, looks like you're no more wanted then a toad stool.
Mistyfoot:
Let me just give it to you straight.
This is not a battle you can win
You can't even touch me
Best be calling for your living kin
But wait!
Your air-head mommy up and died and sacrificed
In the name of Thunderclan pride
All before you opened your eyes
I win the prize for
Uncontested
Greatest
Bravest deputy
I survived the rise of Scourge
You had to kick it
On the scene
As for being half-clan
I don't see no shame in that
Did you manage to forget?
Your one eighth Windclan cat?
Whitestorm:
Well I'm really not surprised
By your overactive mind
Seems like truth and lie
In your head is combined
Greatest?
Bravest?
More like lamest.
Cats follow me 'cause my courage is contagious.
Fought in that war
Like no one's seen before
We brought Scourge to the floor
Hundred cats adore
Me!
Keep this rhythm and rhyme in mind
While you sit inside
The peace I supplied
You've done nothing more
Then be a mistake
'Cause nothing but grief
Blood-shed and heartache
Do us all a favor
And go jump in the lake
Come on now Misty,
Or is that all you can take?
Mistyfoot:
Ooooo
You really wanna go there 'cuz?
Lets talk about lakes
'Fore you call quits
I jumped in to save my kits!
You didn't even know your own daughter was in danger
You let her wander off with a stranger!
I guess the bad parenting
Comes from genetics
Your daddy had some issues your mommy couldn't fix
Thanks you him my litter had to go
Now someone has to deal with his oversized ego
Don't wanna rub it in
But you were over hyped
Anyone could tell you
It should've been Graystripe
But still you had to have 5 minutes of fame
All in hopes
Will remember your name
And speaking of names
I've got some good news
Or maybe this one will give you that blues
I've gotta go now to get my nine lives
Cya Whitey on the other side
Credits To Blixemi!
