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Mean Girls
They're coming for you
You cant ignore the blow
That sweat you slough
Anticipation is flowing
Your heart is racing
At the feel of their fists
Sound of their laughs
As no one does shit
This isnt a game
No one is coming to save
You know only pain
Ridicule and disgrace
When you look to your sister
She hides her cowardly face
Your mother is too busy, now
Its not a matter of being brave
These bitches will kill you
Mind body and soul
So get up and get mean
Dont let them bury you whole
Fuckin amateures
I hope they realize soon
Every punch
Every kick
Goes into something new
Growing within
A monster caged
Watching through bars
As their egos aged
They became sloppy
But she wasnt tired
Reaching a point
Where apathy turned to fire
So proud I was to watch from shadow
Her raise her head, a smile to follow
Blood running down an unhinged face
But it was AB negative she wanted to taste
Grabbed their leader straight by her mouth
Through the piercing that so arrogantly poked out
With a ring so the grip was tight and firm
Pulling out, one, two, three
A scream was earned
Laughing now she was strong on her feet
Kicking the bitch over and over with her knee
The spray of blood had reached such far places
The bitches crew stood there with stupid on their faces
Cackling she kissed miss long, black, curly hair
Walked towards the crowd and sprayed the air
Said 'since you guys are always so into the share!'
And they all screamed and ran home to get comfort there
It would be the coming weeks when she would deal with the rest
But there is one thing this story persists to tell or suggest
Next time you think youre a bonified mean girl just bet
It might be something your fake ass never forgets.
You cant ignore the blow
That sweat you slough
Anticipation is flowing
Your heart is racing
At the feel of their fists
Sound of their laughs
As no one does shit
This isnt a game
No one is coming to save
You know only pain
Ridicule and disgrace
When you look to your sister
She hides her cowardly face
Your mother is too busy, now
Its not a matter of being brave
These bitches will kill you
Mind body and soul
So get up and get mean
Dont let them bury you whole
Fuckin amateures
I hope they realize soon
Every punch
Every kick
Goes into something new
Growing within
A monster caged
Watching through bars
As their egos aged
They became sloppy
But she wasnt tired
Reaching a point
Where apathy turned to fire
So proud I was to watch from shadow
Her raise her head, a smile to follow
Blood running down an unhinged face
But it was AB negative she wanted to taste
Grabbed their leader straight by her mouth
Through the piercing that so arrogantly poked out
With a ring so the grip was tight and firm
Pulling out, one, two, three
A scream was earned
Laughing now she was strong on her feet
Kicking the bitch over and over with her knee
The spray of blood had reached such far places
The bitches crew stood there with stupid on their faces
Cackling she kissed miss long, black, curly hair
Walked towards the crowd and sprayed the air
Said 'since you guys are always so into the share!'
And they all screamed and ran home to get comfort there
It would be the coming weeks when she would deal with the rest
But there is one thing this story persists to tell or suggest
Next time you think youre a bonified mean girl just bet
It might be something your fake ass never forgets.
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