Shakespeare? pro?

you must not be
b/c u haven't played me
u think you are
a great big star
i'll put you down
onto the ground
and make you see
my GG

wow abyss nice rhymes u got ...

sometimes i can play t that way too using lots of scans, knowing what the oppo is doing and countering etc... but really really rarely

My micro is mad
My intentions are bad
From the first minute in the game
You will forever remember my name
I will show you something unreal
Something that i was to never reveal
When you have tried everything that you can
You will realize, that SueCia is no ordinary man.

My micro is mad, my intentions are bad.

This became a game you shall not win
when i counter you with my lurkers and lings your head will spin
i'll kill your expansions all around
making my units enter your ground
you might as well live on a star
so we cannot see how pathetic you are

as the game goes on and on
your expansions will go down
a zerg without expansion
wont see the next dawn
as my rines with 3-3 upgrades attack
your sunkens will melt and crack
i will dodge the spines of lurkers
and irradiate all your defilers
you shall find yourself in abyss
i will end the game with sieges

rax and refinery at eleven
toss and terran will be even
ranged goons at my ramp
wont give me any cramp
mines will cover the map
wont let you move one step
as the sieges at your door boom
you will understand it is your doom

Out side this zerg base one Saturday night
this little crackling ask me out for a fight
he was no bigger then a 2 penny fart
but a hardcore opponent in the rushing arts
he gave me three warnings
trud on my toes
stuck his claws in my eyes
and kicked me in the nose
that last upgraded punch made my eyes explode
my head went dead,
I fell in the road
I pleaded for mercy and wriggled on the ground
he stole my gause rifle and let me through...
rivers of blood
splintered bone
I crawled half a mile to a public telephone
pulled a dead ghost out the call-box
jumped up the bail
and with a broken index finger I proceeded to dial,
coudnt reach any medics this is really gay
the receiver fell in half
it had been Lurked away

this big bad ultralisk crushed open the door
and started stamping sh*t out the dead ghost on the floor
no drop ships will ever pick me up
the scourges have got them marked

life is hard as a rine
rushing arts

When i bash your lings with my +1atk. grade
And kill off your lurks with some new moves that i made.
You will see that i am far superior.
You are.... inferior