I’ve attempted not to be violent But it’s wrong to bear your spit You think i’m frightened as i am silent As i don’t prevent you from talking shit
But i’m not. You’re just a small man With a big mouth
Nothing to prove You’re just making it rough I’m giving you time To drown in your slough mothafucka
No need in high words Arguing with you is moving downwards You’re lame and weak You spin around the bottle – you’re sneak
Your pathetic hate, is it declaring of war? Your neglect and whining will always be abhored Your words have no weight, but you’ll get what you deserve You’re scorned and will never be deplored
But you try to debase me So you force me to be hostile And foster my hate You better back off before it’s too late