I Spit On Your Grave
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I Spit On Your Grave
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Bold of you to think that I won't eat you alive
Kinda creepy, kinda ugly
Alligator but I'm fluffy like a bunny
I see the big picture
And no you don't fit, sir
I haven't done shit, sir!
You think you're too slick, I understand
You talkin' big shit, I'm such a fan, well
I got a big dick and dirty mouth
Spit your blood into my cup and then I'll gulp you down
So when you see my face remember to run
And when you hear my name go load up your gun
You should be scared of me, son
Oh, you so candid, oh you so witty
Oh, you manipulating fans in different cities
He wouldn't do that b, he too damn pretty
I was twenty when his fingers brushed across my little titties
See, these men they got money
Don't matter, won't stop me
Can't let you abuse it
If you don't know how to usе it
So when you see my face remеmber to run
And when you hear my name go load up you gun
You should be scared of me, son
I got receipts stuffed up my sleeves so fat
They shatter your solicitor's spine
And when they break the news, your mum gonna cry
You should be scared of me, son
Run
If big boy wanna step to me then he can do it quietly
If needs an answer, tell him I got a variety
You want me to be nicer, but I'm angry justifiably
Public about the things that these fuckers get up to privately
Just deal with it silently baby, aren't you grown up?
Well undeniably, but I still gonna fuck shit up
I might encounter some rivalry and a couple of bugs
But compliancy's too vanilla, mummy likes it rough
These boys they don't know how to act
That's why I got a baseball bat
I fantasize about their brains exploding on my welcome mat
Spit my blood into my cup and then I'll gulp you down
So when you see my face remember to run
And when you hear my name go load up you gun
You should be scared of me, son
I got receipts stuffed up my sleeves so fat
They shatter your solicitor's spine
And when they break the news, your mum gonna cry
You should be scared of me, son (run)
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