(we'll sell you the whizzle sizzle, but you'll only nizzle the edgizzle.)

Dana,

It's been quite a while
Since we last smacked the rhymes
Since your last deep denial
Of your hiphop Crimes
  against humanity:
  the lie of your urbanity
  reveals a lack of sanity
  despite your vaunted vanity.

So you're a cat up a tree,
So now I got the floor, see?
So now I'm calling you out, D
So now I want you to hear me:

I'll eviscerate you, lacerate you
I'll slice you, dice you,
  masticate you.
Dissect you like a frog
In ninth grade biology
So be careful, dog
I put the crime in criminology,
While you're barely the ick
  in ichthyology.

My cuts are the tightest
I got skills, for the Whitest

I'll cut you like nigiri;
  it's like a hara-kiri
to tangle with me, boy - I'm wasabi in soy
I put a spell on you
        with my voodoo
so don't be too hasty:
  deadly and tasty,
my rhymes are like fugu.
Yeah, I got the hoodoo,
  but what's it that you do?
  some hip hop seppuku?
Don't fall on your sword
Till I have my last word.

Whale hunting Aleutian,
verbal pollution amassin'
I got the solution
little glass knife assassin:

Like Enzo versus Raven
where hypersonics turned the tide
I'm the fighter, you the craven
now you got to run and hide

'Cause I got the straight razor
Quicker than a phaser
Cuts sharp like a laser
My words stun like a taser

So say goodnight kittycat
this the ninth of your lives
because my wall of sound
shatters all your glass knives.

love,
Dizzle-Dub

	From: Scott Ruthfield
	I am sooooo reading Flock again.

	From: Stuart Updegrave
	Awwww, yeah. Return of the Smackdown.
	How I have missed thee!
	Dana, bring it!