wow, you rhymed crib with fibs, then next line it was fibs with crib,
What a trooper!
but to be fair to ya, you had just drunk yourself into a stupor,
you were typing with one eye closed just to see your computer.
don't worry though, i put that sh.it in the bin wit a pooper scooper
and now its time to tear you to shreds like Freddy Kruger,
i also love how you just put words in then don't rhyme with it,
like 'skeleton', it was evident that with each line you sniffed,
you got less intelligent, more irrelevant, sounding just like a whining b.itch.
you went from being American to speaking Mexican, even at one point i think you mimed a bit,
you set your precedent, and now you're hesitant, cos even you know your rhymes are ****.
but mine are sick, you're asinine you prick, so now its time to quit.
no one's ever said, "surell, yeah sure I've heard of him",
at least not unless it was your workmates on the line at burger king
or those school kids you've spent so much time on nurturing,
a few sweets, a bit of pot, then next time you're murdering.
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