| Freestyle F Bomb: Jessica Craig By Syre Mother f***er it's time to drop the F bombs, b**** You f***ing w****, Jessica, you ain't nothing but s***! Kiss my a**, you manic b****, let go of Kyle's d*** So that f***ing c***-sucking p***y can try to kick my a** He's more f***in' perverted than your f***ing step-dad! Oh s***! I said it! What's this? Wait a minute, b****! You want your f***ing razor back, b****? Come and get it! I rolled up in this b****, willin' to do harm Play tic-tac-toe in the lines on your f***ing arms You psychotic b****! Taking narcotics and s***! You're boyfriend ain't nothing but a mother f***ing prick! You're one sick b****! Pathetic and s***, this is it The f***ing F bomb, I made for you just to hate I gave Kenny a photo of you to use to m*********! You know I don't give a s*** what you say! You can f***ing rot in hell, die b****, today! You're nuttin' but a f***in' cutter! Razors cut through you're f***ing flesh like butter You psychob****, why ain't you f***ing dead yet? You're red, wet, full of f***ing holes, you w****! Want more? I can give you a f***ing lifetime supply of s***. Tell your f***ot boyfriend Kyle to stop eyein' my d*** Like he wants it, I'm f***ing sick of his s***! You wanna rip my f***in' head off? Bring that s***, b****! I'll rip you up so f***ing bad, Jessica will turn away her head S***, she's lost so much blood, that f***ing b**** should be dead. This s***'s fun, I think I'll do it again. I've got enough f***ing F bombs, for all of your p***y friends! Until next time, b****, give yourself a gouge and let out a shout S***, I'm outta this b***, mother f***er, over and out |
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