Let me introduce you to Lance, who you can hear right now.
Lance is a pedophile/webdesigner who owns a rival website to EmoEarth.
He hates emo kids, yet he runs a site called What S-C-E-N-E, funny that.

If you're an old member of EmoEarth, you'll know we've had some trouble with him before.
He decided to write a song about us, and it goes a little like this.

Lyrics

You shot me right here man, my heart!
Oh no! I have to cut my wrists;
I'm upset man, shit, but yeah;
Shut the fuck up.

Look at you Benji, you're done bitching.
You say you're mean, you say you're rude, you little emo bitch!
Go slit your wrists, keep you're claiming to yourself;
Learn who you mess with before you get emotional and run your mouth!

Cry out your heart, no offence bro, but I was 'round way before your UK ass!
You think you got somethin' down, come on my site acting hard!
Oh looky here! You finally got my attention! You happy?

Guess you didn't know who I was then!?
I got more money then you could ever hope to obtain;
With your class haircut! You like gettin' fucked in the butt.
I'm singin' you out dawg! Root my name up!

I'm populurh, topped myspace charts, back in '05!
You ain't shit to me!
I told you to get lost and fuck off, stay in your corner!
Saying your ratings are better, but look, ratings on Alexa;
Page views, no longer can I find you!

Ask around your hometown, U.K was part of my biggest fan base!
I'ma tie you up son!
I got computer skills! You PHP mySQL, greater than question mark..
Your earth is dead!

These emo kids, they think they got something right;
But what they don't got, is skills like me on the mic.

If you really wanna throw down, with some fucking grown-ups.
Then take this as a warning before I tear you up.
Dino-this and razor-that, Myyearbook copied Myspace;
Guess you thought you could do the same with what.scene, stop trying.
I told you! You're missing key-elements!
If I copied you, where is your forum integration!?
Where is your MP3 players, fully encoded;
And where the hell is your top-friends system, or even a layout system for that?!
You got temper-default son, you're <I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE> wishing you could be like me;
Timestamp is '06 versus '07 bitch!

These emo kids, they think they got something right;
But what they don't got, is skills like me on the mic.

Listen, 'gonna talk shit, make sure you gonna know who you talking shit to first.
LanceXeon music! Look it up bitch!
<asian laugh> Damn!
I'm smarter, I'm better, and I will not put up with your shit any longer.