Yo,
I think about all that I see with my eyes,
I see that you ain't the one who cries,
You told me you'd follow me to hell, then sent me there,
Damn, guess we'll see how well you fare I got my,
Axe in hand, I'm ready to stand up for what I feel,
Sorry if this hurts at least the pain is real,
You told me you loved me, then filled my head with lies,
Now I'm going to laugh, because you gotta die!
Hey Bitch, I know this is a switch from I love you but,
Now you gotta die you mother fucking slut!
Hey Bitch, I know this is a switch from I love you but,
Now you gotta die you mother fucking slut!
Okay, walking down the street one day, just thinkin',
I don't need you, paired with the drinkin' all I need is my crew,
Sittin' 'round the house, fuckin' doin' what we do,
I don't need your love in my life,
Fact right now, I just need a knife,
Cuz I ain't got nothin' to stick in you head,
Dammit! Without somethin', you ain't dead,
Bitch, I hate you for what you did to me,
But as far as I can tell, I cannot see,
That you ever believed in the words you spoke,
Oops...probably should have told you that BEFORE you neck broke,
Hey Bitch, I know this is a switch from I love you but,
Now you gotta die you mother fucking slut!
Hey Bitch, I know this is a switch from I love you but,
Now you gotta die you mother fucking slut!
Okay, got my pills, I'm all settled down, NOW I'LL STICK MY KNIFE IN YOUR GUT AND MOVE YOUR GUTS AROUND! just kiddin', I'll probably summon for you, the forbidden, then it'll gnaw your face off your head...and then I'll laugh cuz you finally dead,
Hey Bitch, I know this is a switch from I love you but,
Now you gotta die you mother fucking slut!
Hey Bitch, I know this is a switch from I love you but,
Now you gotta die you mother fucking slut!
You think this is crazy? You think this is nuts? Wait till I stab you bitch, in both of your butts, I know sluts like you, do what you do, and I know that that do just be how you be, but did your lying and cheating and evil require me? Damn, I can't remember, maybe january, july, or late november, the last time that I smiled, all I know's it been a while, all because your ass needed to fill my head with love, a bunch of fuckin' things that you know nothin' of, but now it's all over, I wonder if they'll cry, Cuz after I murder you, there'll be a bullet in my eye, I got no more rhymes, so now the song's done, welcome to hell bitch population +1 |
