IRC-Galleria

You lost your core when you turned so whore,
And from that on I have got no shore,
No more,
These days all you do is tucking,
All I see you doing is f-fucking,

You're always ditching! ditching! because of lack
You're sort of b-b-b-ITCHING behind my back!
You dress yourself in colours, but i'm not a wack,
Of course I see inside you are pure black!

I see a slut around here, guess who's that?
It's not that hard, you player, you rat,
Impact,
Makes me think.. no shit, why you're still here,
The conclusion may be a bit severe
For YOU!

Am I normal, am I poor, am I rich?
I see bitching, b-b-b-b-itching!
You're running dozens and dozens guys every day,
You're kind is like a hay, not possible to cut away!

You fuck some guys, then you're switching,
You're bitching, b-b-itching,
I wish someday you'll forget prevention,
It would be so fu**ing right for your generation!