BREEZEPELT Hey there little kitty cat prepared to get taught No more secrets you've been keeping I'll shed some light, unlike your brother's blind spot They call you a lion? Man is that ironic I've heard more roar from a week old mouse That you can't catch, but I'm on it I hear you need some prophecy to win the fights you've picked I'm an unrestrained tornado, ready to blow. Thunder let's go, you ain't worth shit I'll call you Gary. For Gary Stu Boy this rap is over, save the shit you're about to spew LIONBLAZE Now what was that? Did I hear something? Maybe it was some blown out son Who's amounted to nothing I don't need a prophecy to sеnse some daddy issues It's not my fault pops wantеd out We find you repulsing They call me lion, 'cause I'm the King Of my clan, of this rap, forest, your mate, of everything! You call me Gary? I'll call you Crowfood Wait, no, that would mean crows would actually want you BREEZEPELT Awe, that's cute You think you're all high and mighty Step down from your pedestal, sir And fight me correctly It wasn't too long ago, if I can remember Poor little Lion Was tricked and torn By his mother Her sister And his mentor The funniest part of all this is that Your mother couldn't help it And chased the tail of a WindClan cat Seems like the seed doesn't fall far from the tree What a lonely life you lead. So much for the 'power of three' LIONBLAZE I'm just gunna go right ahead And stop you right there 'cause you're making this too easy And it's simply unfair You're calling me lonely, haha! What a joke! I don't know If you recall But Heather chose me, like Blue picked Oak Breezey, you're nothing more than a poorly written side-char I'm the main cat Of the main plot You're a sad sac That we all forgot Step off now kit. You don't need to stay 'cause the comments will be filled with the name: Lionblaze