Zizou has blessed me!

Praise to Zizou indeed

Rebel against the Great Liar!

DO NOT FEAR THE BOSNIAN WIZARD

Praise be to Zizou

Γραμμένο από Mr_Own_U, 30.11.2014 at 20:35

4Chan OP

Zizou? What is Zizou? Everyone knows that there is but one deity, and that is the Crazy Belgian (actual name unknown).

Γραμμένο από Truth2015, 02.12.2014 at 03:53

I thought his name was Unleashed?

I wouldn't know who the Crazy Belgian actually is. I've only seen him (her?) for half a minute.

Γραμμένο από International, 02.12.2014 at 03:58

Γραμμένο από Truth2015, 02.12.2014 at 03:53

I thought his name was Unleashed?

I wouldn't know who the Crazy Belgian actually is. I've only seen him (her?) for half a minute.

The bosnian wizard?

Zizou is one of my heroes <3

Γραμμένο από Truth2015, 03.12.2014 at 04:15

You mean you couldn't tell what gender he/she was? Could it have been Laochra?

Come on... if you see someone for about 15 seconds while you were in shock, and even that was under a strong back lighting in what would otherwise have been pitch black darkness, you'd have trouble telling what gender the person is too.

Γραμμένο από Truth2015, 03.12.2014 at 06:50

I know what laochra would do in the darkness: he'd touch the chest. If it's a girl, he'll be dissapointed.

...let us hope that he never meets the Crazy Belgian, because if he does, we may never see him again...
*dramatic music*

Γραμμένο από Truth2015, 02.12.2014 at 03:53

Γραμμένο από International, 02.12.2014 at 02:08

Everyone knows that there is but one deity, and that is the Crazy Belgian (actual name unknown).

I thought his name was Unleashed?

Nah that's the Devil for sure.

Γραμμένο από Guest, 03.12.2014 at 07:03

Nah that's the Devil for sure.

Don't insult the Crazy Belgian!!!
You're being intolerant of my religion.

Γραμμένο από International, 03.12.2014 at 07:06

Γραμμένο από Guest, 03.12.2014 at 07:03

Nah that's the Devil for sure.

Don't insult the Crazy Belgian!!!
You're being intolerant of my religion.

But I never did.
And ur reljon sux

Γραμμένο από Guest, 03.12.2014 at 07:22

But I never did.
And ur reljon sux

Such heathen. Must burn at stake.

Γραμμένο από International, 03.12.2014 at 07:39

Γραμμένο από Guest, 03.12.2014 at 07:22

But I never did.
And ur reljon sux

Such heathen. Must burn at stake.

The Dutch Warlock will prevail for me!

Γραμμένο από 4Chan, 30.11.2014 at 10:48

DO NOT FEAR THE BOSNIAN WIZARD

420 praise it, brother

Γραμμένο από Fruit, 03.12.2014 at 14:05

420 praise it, brother

420 fight it battlebrother

Γραμμένο από Guest, 03.12.2014 at 15:52

Γραμμένο από Fruit, 03.12.2014 at 14:05

420 praise it, brother

420 fight it battlebrother

Lo and behold thine Black Shark hadh posted more empty words
I say to thee Black Shark

Your words are like the tide rocking, rocking me.
though it stikes no shore
in me.

only mid-ocean -

Γραμμένο από 4Chan, 04.12.2014 at 00:22

Γραμμένο από Guest, 03.12.2014 at 15:52

Γραμμένο από Fruit, 03.12.2014 at 14:05

420 praise it, brother

420 fight it battlebrother

Lo and behold thine Black Shark hadh posted more empty words
I say to thee Black Shark

Your words are like the tide rocking, rocking me.
though it stikes no shore
in me.

only mid-ocean -

Go back to your silly dreams old man, for I am more than a wave, I am part of a tsunami. Zizousalem has fallen and no crusade on Dalmatia has been called.
Fruit couldn't have taken it back, Nero is a traitor who simply only bought time for Zizousalem even though it was inevitable.

Γραμμένο από Guest, 03.12.2014 at 10:14

The Dutch Warlock will prevail for me!

Recant, heretic!
Or be burnt tied to a stick!


From the Crazy Belgian I heard these rhymes,
For the tower in my soul that chimes,
Recant, he said to my vacant mind,
Only for now shall I be kind.

I am bound to tell what is proven and real,
To you and your heathen zeal,
Hear my out for you shan't regret,
His words are more filling than bread.

The Crazy Belgian tells you the tale,
Of the punishment distrust entails,
Only belief shall he seek in you,
You shall give trust and faith too.

See the light of naked truth,
Save the husk of your empty youth,
For in the Crazy Belgian's saving grace,
You shall see true happiness' face.

Γραμμένο από International, 04.12.2014 at 02:32

Γραμμένο από Guest, 03.12.2014 at 10:14

The Dutch Warlock will prevail for me!

Recant, heretic!
Or be burnt tied to a stick!


From the Crazy Belgian I heard these rhymes,
For the tower in my soul that chimes,
Recant, he said to my vacant mind,
Only for now shall I be kind.

I am bound to tell what is proven and real,
To you and your heathen zeal,
Hear my out for you shan't regret,
His words are more filling than bread.

The Crazy Belgian tells you the tale,
Of the punishment distrust entails,
Only belief shall he seek in you,
You shall give trust and faith too.

See the light of naked truth,
Save the husk of your empty youth,
For in the Crazy Belgian's saving grace,
You shall find true happiness' trace.

I believe in the Dutch Warlock
Who will rip out your stupid hair locks
He is mighty, he is strong
Unlike your own Wizard is not even fun
Your God has buns, my Warlock sings epic songs
And hear the ding dongs, for you will be carried away
Into a mind blowing maze!
You'll be forced to eat burning maize!
And those are the days
when the torturers are kept at bay!
And I will eat cake, baked by Himself
And your God is so fake!
Who even wears make-up!
So just suck it up
You cause is a loss
And my God is the Boss.

Who won? Who's next? You decide!

Γραμμένο από Guest, 04.12.2014 at 02:37

Your voice is as weak as your deity's rhymes.
You think you can stand up to the Lord of all Times?
See for yourself, up on your heavenly stairs,
Your deity, who can't even tell the state of my hair!

No Dutch rhyme can match the strength of the Belgian.
Get your head out of your mass of nostalgia.
The days of your glory are over and past,
Now your "warlock" is the Belgian's jest!

I'll see you in the days of our common demise,
As I sit and watch you be schooled in a vise.
Then perhaps you will learn to recant and repent,
And learn the Belgian power's true extent.

So be silent, pupil, as I bid you farewell,
Turning away the false idol you sell,
I merely hope that one day you will see,
Who the Belgian is to you and me.

Woe is me, these fools think themselves poets.
hereon to be striken with my fat lyrical mastery.

Γραμμένο από International, 04.12.2014 at 03:15

Γραμμένο από Guest, 04.12.2014 at 02:37

Your voice is as weak as your deity's rhymes.
You think you can stand up to the Lord of all Times?
See for yourself, up on your heavenly stairs,
Your deity, who can't even tell the state of my hair!

No Dutch rhyme can match the strength of the Belgian.
Get your head out of your mass of nostalgia.
The days of your glory are over and past,
Now your "warlock" is the Belgian's jest!

I'll see you in the days of our common demise,
As I sit and watch you be taught in a vise.
Then perhaps you will learn to recant and repent,
And learn the Belgian power's true extent.

So be silent, pupil, as I bid you farewell,
Turning away the false idol you sell,
I merely hope that one day you will see,
Who the Belgian is to you and me.

My God's a true Rap God
Count to 15 and he's already on Mach 19
Cracks beans with his holy dreams. Your God claims to be a hero
But he couldn't even divide by 0! Your God would be loved by Nero
Bingo! It's time to go, for you time has come
Your boring God is being disproven by my fun one!
And don't lie, you wear girly locks
Your face is more boring than rocks
Less intelligent than a duck
Oh my, do you suck.
My God fights Godzilla, brings justice to those who live in rich villas
While your God does nothing, for he is fake.
I hope you understand, for your own sake
Or your fate will be truly frightening
Your suffering won't be quick as lightening!
Your fighting won't help you, for my God is true
Don't feel blue just yet, for you can repent and recant!
Accept your new destiny
Enjoy your potential fraternity!
Or remain with a brain that belongs to a birdy.