Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Wrath (by Entity and Baby D)

Mother Fucker, you hurt me so much.
I can't believe our lips even touched.
You ass, your reputation is being a bitch.
Get away from me. Nigga you make me sick.
Pussy. You could go suck a dick.
Ima kill ya ass, and nothing more could stop me.
Keep talking shit, I'll send shots through ya body.
I will hurt you so bad, make you feel hell on earth.
Make you wish you never left me. See what I'm really worth.
You can't deny the shit you did to me.
You think you so hard, you swear you a G.
When we was together I had to take all the bullshit.
Always braggin about the girls you been wit.
It's called Karma, how could you be so dumb?
Next girl you get wit will play you like drums.

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