I knew you was f--kin around.
Playing all innocent and hoing since the foundation.
Don't make have to pound his tin crown face in and risk being jammed up like traffic inbound from space in.
There's been a place for you in my heart since we first met; a teenage love that didn't feel no hurt yet.
My boys warned me you was poison like BBD first cassette.
And still I put all my chips on the worst bet.
Gave up the skirt, now I gotta hear it from the street.
How dare you drag my name in the dirt and cheat.
You could of broke it off and ended it and dipped.
And if you spoke soft you could of still preserved the friendship.
Now you apologize, thats why they all say.
You wasn't sorry when you sucked him off in the hallway.
But have it your way, raw no foreplay.
That's you, if you want a dude who wear a mask all day.
And just think; I used to be proud of you.
And you had some real good power.
Probably kissed me later that evening; I should be hurling.
Matter of fact, gimme back my bracelet and my stearling.
I rather waste it or give it to your girlfriend.
She did let me stab it last week while you was working.
Remember our vacation out to Maryland?
I dooked the maid Carolyn; she made me throw the towel in.
Like all foul men the times I hit ya moms off.
I told her knock it off, but she had to set the rocket off.
Ain't enough room in this f--kin town.
When you see Tin Head, tell him be ducking down.
I'm not rompin around; He better be ready and prepared to be stomped in the ground.