Sour Crab
You live at the sea bottom with all the scum.
Feeding off the rest, food chain
extraordinaire.
A real fucking twat to be polite.
One of a kind straight outa a Priest song.
You're a virus that dispenses quickly.
Killing oh so fucking slowly.
Crab paste butty from the monger man.
All rancid and piled high with bacteria.
Just like your mother, whore in a dress.
All her curves say one thing:
Fuck me!
As you kill, she fucks.
Sour crab family, low life people.
From a deprived town full of scum.
Nobodies from nowhere doing no good.
Descend to hell sour crab.
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