Whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do bitch
Rrrah
When this deep pain is from those who I call my own
No bliss when I sleep, I complain about my foes full-blown
That's why I'm pissed off and fear the dangers to my withstood throne
Now I cry as I missed those near, it's not strangers I should disown
How can you politicise this, stab me in the back and rain on me stones
Now I recognize this crab like a throwback, a drain when I'm in the zone
No people of substance, rife with just pussies who shall to fear succumb without grit, And have a petite backbone
Slow Feeble glance as the knife is thrust, to my knees I fall and clear become doubts as Hits the concrete my cheekbone
A Seed of distrust and paranoia this experience has sown
Greed, lust and flamboyant expense is all that is shown
Beginning to think it's better to live worshipful, playing footsie with my fate left me a demagogue pacing all alone
Sinning made me sink tryna get her to give, tryna pull that pussy like a primate, like a dog chasing a bone
But back to my antics, the ego is king and the body's overbearing with testosterone
Cut the slack & the semantics, you ain't neo, you just a bling wearing clone
Jewels and ice sparkling in your face like I got these diamonds from Sierra Leone
Fool's paradise, purchasing this showcase and visits to dream islands all financed by a loan
No self-awareness, full of arrogance, getting vexed coz I don't like your tone
Always the victim of unfairness, ignored this romance and seeking the next like a Mindless drone
What you sure knew is not what is now known
Cut through your purview, ascesis you must now hone
Whatcha gonna do bitch
When these cuts are from the rose
How can I moan about the thorns
Family and friends turned out to be foes
Tryin not to despair but all I can do is mourn
This world is full of snakes who look at you with scorn
Bitch you better run bitch
You better run bitch
Bitch you better
Bitch
Bitch you better
Bitch you better
Bitch you better run bitch
You better run bitch
Right behind you with that gun
When these cuts are from the rose
How can I moan about the thorns
Family and friends turned out to be foes
Tryin not to despair but all I can do is mourn
This world is full of snakes who look at you with scorn
Bitch you better run bitch
You better run bitch
Bitch you better
Bitch
Bitch you better
Bitch you better
Bitch you better run bitch
You better run bitch
Right behind you with that gun
Regret is a muthaf*cker
I bet you wish you didn't f*ck her
No need for real relationships
Relationships just to serve a need
Reminiscing over old video clips
Becoming your hearts drip-feed
Bitch you better run bitch
You better run bitch
Bitch you better
Bitch
Bitch you better
Bitch you better
Bitch you better run bitch
You better run bitch
Right behind you with that gun
When these cuts are from the rose
How can I moan about the thorns
Family and friends turned out to be foes
Tryin not to despair but all I can do is mourn
This world is full of snakes who look at you with scorn
Bitch you better run bitch
You better run bitch
Bitch you better
Bitch
Bitch you better
Bitch you better
Bitch you better run bitch
You better run bitch
Right behind you with that gun
I'm always laughing coz deep down I'm depressed
You think I'm happy but inside I'm all messed
I gave you my heart and soul to make this relationship rich
I love you more than you'll ever know, but you're a bitch