Gandalf:
You shall not pass! I rap fast like Shadowfax!
Tom Riddle me this you b*tch, how’s your little wand going to beat my staff?
I leave mics in flames, torched by Gandalf,
touch mine, Dumbledore, and scorch your other hand off!
You fool, you got Snaped, you’re not a real fighter.
Death makes you die, It just make my brights brighter!
You *ss is like Gringotts, everyone makes a deposit.
We all know you’ve more than a boggart in your closet!
Dumbledore:
The prophecy forgot to mention this day,
When I knocked your *ss back to Gandolf the Grey!
Check your status, they call me headmaster.
You’re nothing. Nice staff. You compensating for something?
I prefer the company of wizards and I’m proud of it.
You try to win your battles with two fat hobbits!
You think your hairy-toed friends are gonna harm me?
Wait'll they get a taste of Dumbledore’s Army!
Gandalf:
Do not take me for some conjuror of cheap tricks.
I don’t give a Fawkes about your Order of Phoenix!
I’ll tie a new knot in your beard with your wrinkly balls.
For I am the one rapper to rule them all!
Dumbledore:
Your spells are a joke, not funny ones either.
Mines of Moria? Ha! More like mind of Mencia.
I’ll expecto my patronum on your face you little snitch.
And when I’m finished, Imma fly like a quidditch!
You shall not pass! I rap fast like Shadowfax!
Tom Riddle me this you b*tch, how’s your little wand going to beat my staff?
I leave mics in flames, torched by Gandalf,
touch mine, Dumbledore, and scorch your other hand off!
You fool, you got Snaped, you’re not a real fighter.
Death makes you die, It just make my brights brighter!
You *ss is like Gringotts, everyone makes a deposit.
We all know you’ve more than a boggart in your closet!
Dumbledore:
The prophecy forgot to mention this day,
When I knocked your *ss back to Gandolf the Grey!
Check your status, they call me headmaster.
You’re nothing. Nice staff. You compensating for something?
I prefer the company of wizards and I’m proud of it.
You try to win your battles with two fat hobbits!
You think your hairy-toed friends are gonna harm me?
Wait'll they get a taste of Dumbledore’s Army!
Gandalf:
Do not take me for some conjuror of cheap tricks.
I don’t give a Fawkes about your Order of Phoenix!
I’ll tie a new knot in your beard with your wrinkly balls.
For I am the one rapper to rule them all!
Dumbledore:
Your spells are a joke, not funny ones either.
Mines of Moria? Ha! More like mind of Mencia.
I’ll expecto my patronum on your face you little snitch.
And when I’m finished, Imma fly like a quidditch!