Now I ain't I violent guy,
Im a loving son of a gun
But when a girls gonna lie,
That ***** better run.
No more Mr. Laid Back
No more easy goin
I wanna get some pay back
I'll hunt her down till that blood, it be showin
'Cuz sometime you just wanna smack a *****
Pull a Chris Brown and Whack a *****
Find her at night, slit her throat, n stand over the *****.
While she bleeds to death and you watch her twitch.
Maybe it's somethin I'd live to regret
This goes without bein' said
But Ill never live to forget
All those lies that she said.
And how does one just forgive and forget?
i git better, but then i start to regress
They say time heals all wounds, wanna bet?
I'd feel better, if she too, had her heart ripped from her chest.
'Cuz sometime you just wanna smack a *****
Pull a Chris Brown and Whack a *****
Find her at night, slit her throat, N stand over the *****.
While she bleeds to death and you watch her twitch


