Ratatat tat,
I caught a ginger rat,
Been hanging with the feds,
Never thought u of like that.
The death of my mate,
Was a true grisly fate.
On my b day no less,
He walked through the pearly gates.
But the death of my friend,
U can't deny or pretend.
That u played more than a hand,
N u weren't there at the end.
I'll def pin that crime on u,
And give u another clue.
Long holiday to Spain,
Packed more than my shoes.
I treated u like my fam,
Stopped u from being a bullied man.
U were just a carry home key boy,
Til I got em 2 stop laying hands.
Ur eyesight's short, u cudn't see,
A net freak HOE, kids 1 2 probably 3.
Shagged, lied, pulled ur brain around,
But U finally chose her over me.
Your best mate, your best man,
U set light 2 the friendship can.
All for an online married chick,
UR desperate, I'm twice the man.
Got no balls, u sent an email,
As I clucked 4 u in a Baytree cell.
Her bullshit lies u believed her well,
But ur shit stunk so it was farewell.
U didn't apologise or even try,
Don't realise the tears I cried.
All them years we were best buds,
Lies over mates, so we died.
Maybe u felt some guilt,
On our friendship that we built.
But u threw it all away,
True beauty that can't be rebuilt.
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