[Trixie Lulamoon]
Bow in awe of The Great and Powerful Trixie Lulamoon
If she ever sees you again, it'll be way too soon
You say you're famous? Trixie can't help but sigh
The only fame you've ever had is on 1000 Ways To Die

Trixie's bested the most powerful and dangerous of beasts
She travels across Equestria, telling people of her epic feats
You've escaped from boxes? Yawn. What a bore
Right now, Trixie's dropping rhymes that shock you to the core

Guess what? Your useless tricks aren't even real magic
You have appendicitis. My my, that's so tragic
Trixie's healthy enough to pull her cart around the world
Just sit back and watch the story of TGaP Trixie unfurl

[Harry Houdini]
Boast Busters proved you're just a filthy, little liar
You have more air in your head than a pneumatic tire
You're mouth's writing checks your ass can't ever cash
Your feats compared to mine makes you worth lower than trash

I've escaped from handcuffs, prison cells, and from underground
All three of them at once, underwater, before I drowned
Take a step back, lady, and I'll show you how it's done
There's no one thing that can stop me, zip, zilch, nana, none

You can try and hogtie me, but I think that way too kinky
I'll even escape from a car trash compator before I get turned into a slinky
You ran out of town alone and humiliated
Here's a stack of papers of your failures, compiliated

[Trixie Lulamoon]

Trixie sees that stack of papers, and she can make them better
[Trixie turns the papers into fly paper and uses her magic to stick them onto Houdini]
There! Perfect! That's a real nice sweater
Trixie wonders where you got it, she must know
So she can hand them out to hecklers DURING HER NEXT SHOW

Face it, your magic's a sham, stick with being a pilot
You think you're so good? Fly that airplane through a small eyelet
You weren't the first person to even fly to Australia
Trixie doesn't even require excessive paraphernalia

She appeared in a single episode, and poof! Millions of fans
They want her to return, always giving a show of hands
But this rap battle's gone on for way, way too long
Trixie tires of you now. Get lost! Begone!

[Harry Houdini]
I won't be going anywhere, not until I've truly won
You'll be so red with anger, you'll turn into a plum
I can escape from this flypaper, it's so easy [He starts doing so]
Being around you will make anyone queasy

Tara Strong has over three mil hits, way more than Kathleen Barr
If you still think you're all that, I call you bizarre
All the boasts you make are just bad misquotes
[He finally escapes from the flypaper] Oh look! I'm no longer wearing a sticky flypaper coat

See? No situation's too hard; it's all easy peasy
I even did it while feeling a little queazy
...Actually, I'm going to take a minute and lie down
But make no mistake, I've won, you foolish clown