Bully Bang'n Gossip

hang'n rumors on tha line  
 
Feel'n good bout push'n
other people 'round  
 
Mis'rable married matron  
with a few on the side  
 
Jilted junkie, pitiful drunkie  
pining unrequited "love"
 
Heart a break'n bitter obseshun  
believ'n, if'n only it could'a been
 
Blam'n u'thahs for what wasn't  
say'n, Ain't none of it on me!
 
He weren't ne'vah intrested  
past a cyber whor'n dab  
 
You was jes an open windah  
in a long-ass line of tabs  
 
But ain't that how tha story goes  
behind every bully'n act
 
Their past becomes a present debt
an innocent pahty remits
 
They learn all too quickly though
nothin' numbs the hate
 
so take anuthah swig ah alcohol  
ta temporarily dull tha ache
 
Then bully bang that gossip  
hang them rumors on tha line  
 
Sell it to tha cybah sistahs  
an anyone else who'll buy
 
Crucify ya target's life
ta make ya'self feel good  
 
In tha end, mahk these words
it's ya laundry that'll be soiled  
 
An you'll wear it like a Scahlet A
'cause it's tha only thing yah sowed
 
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