B-Wombat takes the stage
with his latest rap
Concert review of Esunes's latest
by our roving reporter Irma "Koekenpan" Fricken-Kant
Just so we know
Lyrics by Shmooey Schmokelberg (aka Fat Splotchy, Esunes [es-uhn-es], B-Wombat, Shlomo, Es)
(the Scammer Jammer Spammer Damner)
Let’s spam and jam the scam god damn
May I have your attention please
May I have your attention please
Will the real Fat Blotchy please shut up
I repeat. Will the real Fat Blotchy please shut up
We’re gonna have a problem here
In fact we didn't have a problem at all when Fat Splotchy took the stage and unveiled his latest rap; a friendly dig and shout out to his good friend and colleague, Lizard Of Oz.
I've reproduced the lyrics here so we don't forget the message or the genius that is Shmooey.
Verse 1:
Just so we know
even though he has a go
His fro is way too slow to grow
And so is no match for the fros
Of the Quimbo and Shlomo bros
So uh oh what a blow, the fro’s a no show
But he goes online
and calls the scammer’s phones
He still feels how unreal
are the deals they try to seal
But still he can’t reveal
the shit that they conceal
And sure, that’s not ideal
but he knows that the appeal
Of them tugging on the reel
and the ordeal he makes them feel
Is fucking so surreal
that it doesn’t seem so real
So he can keep up the fight
though it’s all through the night
Sleep can wait for the light
‘cause he loves to feel them bite
When he shoves the bait in sight
and despite the victim’s plight
They hang on extra tight
‘cause they don’t know wrong from right
Or they do, but they don’t care
once a victim is in their snare.
Chorus:
You gotta bite your tongue
And let the scammers run
Their crappy scripts until
The fools reveal their mules
Then you can pull the plug
But then they’ll act all smug
And say they knew the sting
Right from the big ning (yo)
Verse 2:
He must allow their lies
And keep his powder dry
‘cause he needs to waste their time
and document their crime
‘til the money trail’s revealed
and the mule’s fate is sealed.
He has to keep it real
Though it’s hard to see or feel
He just can’t believe their shpiel
So he has to stash his deepest fears
Pretend he craves their sleazy deals
When he just wants the big reveal
Where he gets to hear them squeal
And the abuse gets diabolical
Incestuous and gynaecological
It’s all so obvious and banal
Involving insertion that’s always anal

Esunes [es-uhn-es] on stage unveiling his latest rap to a wrapped audience
Chorus:
You gotta bite your tongue
And let the scammers run
Their crappy scripts until
The fools reveal their mules
Then you can pull the plug
But then they’ll act all smug
And say they knew the sting
Right from the big ning (yo)
Verse 3:
I won’t buy gift cards
that grift is way too hard
I wanna kick ‘em in the nads
the cads they had the bad
To say they’re dads and that's
Just a tad too sad
But it’s the latest fad.
They’re gonna lose their job
So they abuse and sob
I have to bite my tongue
and hold my nose
These arseholes are among
the lowest of the lows
Now I’m not highly strung
but my revulsion shows
The dung they flung it clung
but that’s just how it goes (yo).
The thing that really stung
is that these fuckers choose
The lowest rung to scam
but I suppose they can’t disclose
How truely fucking stupid
they really are (god damn)
I can waste their time
but my distaste for crime
Can’t erase these slime
nor remove the grime
These fuckers leave behind
Chorus:
You gotta bite your tongue
And let the scammers run
Their crappy scripts until
The fools reveal their mules
Then you can pull the plug
But then they’ll act all smug
And say they knew the sting
Right from the big ning (yo)
Spoken outro:
[And we all live to fight another day
But somewhere a victim doesn’t lose it all
And the scamming scum gets a cut in pay
And fewer fight for the diminished haul]
