Bitches want to talk shit,
only knowing,
that I don't talk shit.
She wants to keep runnin her mouth,
knowing,
I am going to knock
all those nasty teeth
right out your mouth.
I will chase you down
just like the last time
except this time when I catch you,
you better hope you
have a weapon.
I'm going to open your face
like a can of sardines,
stick my hand down your throat
until I feel your insides.
That won't bother you,
your use to deep throating.
I don't loose my cool,
only when it comes to you.
Keep running your mouth,
and you will feel my wrath.
I'll make sure it gets wired,
so you can't talk shit anymore.
I might just slap your boyfriend,
if he has something to say.
Keep runnin your mouth and you will see,
when Misty comes swinging,
you will duck out like a clown.
I caught you before,
I'll do it again.
This time with more pain,
I think you like it that way.
You think you are bad,
for the prison time you done,
prison ain't got shit on this bitch,
I will leave you in the cold.
So, quit runnin your mouth,
before you get knocked out,
I'll be at your door
be ready here I come.