[Dirk may not be participating in the battle himself, but he's enjoying it all. He's pretty sure that even his pathological overthinking can't find a way to fuck up the simple, absurd enjoyment of this moment.]
Your prime is past, you're running in last, better sit down, this ripdown'll make you wish you were fast gone, your old song? I've computed probabilities that it's all wrong, and guess what? You're done. So keep dreaming of AJ, 'cause Wiz in the hiz won't give his when it's payday!
[Another faint whirring noise, however, and in fact, the droid tries to produce exactly that: a cup of AJ. The tone shifts dramatically as it inquires... but still in verse.] Try it? If the taste is wrong, don't have to buy it. Let me know if it go with what I owe, but if the taste is off-base and no-show, I'll retrack, take it back, learn what you say and reapply it.
[From the top of Dirk's opaque glasses, one may spot the hints of raised brows.]
It looks like Wiz has selected you as his teacher in the taste of apple juice, on top of his mentor in the art of the sickwicked rap.
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Your prime is past, you're running in last, better sit down, this ripdown'll make you wish you were fast gone, your old song? I've computed probabilities that it's all wrong, and guess what? You're done. So keep dreaming of AJ, 'cause Wiz in the hiz won't give his when it's payday!
[Another faint whirring noise, however, and in fact, the droid tries to produce exactly that: a cup of AJ. The tone shifts dramatically as it inquires... but still in verse.] Try it? If the taste is wrong, don't have to buy it. Let me know if it go with what I owe, but if the taste is off-base and no-show, I'll retrack, take it back, learn what you say and reapply it.
[From the top of Dirk's opaque glasses, one may spot the hints of raised brows.]
It looks like Wiz has selected you as his teacher in the taste of apple juice, on top of his mentor in the art of the sickwicked rap.