Spiky like the holly
Bitey like a snake
I can be a bitch too, make no mistake
Though I am a nice girl
To those who mean me well
But to adversary, I will bring you Hell!
I’m not just all talk either
I can fight like a geezer
Because that’s how I was raised
War torn and grazed
Fighting in the backstreets to save my brother’s life
Being beaten with shovels
Yeah I’ve known strife
I’m not a spoiled brat living from the banks of mum and dad
I’ve known real life and it made me bad
But I move away from those rotten things
But haven’t forgotten how to sting
So please spare me your childish jeers
I’ve been toughened up over the years
You are boring and predictable too
You spout the same shit like it’s new
Bet you think you are cool for doing that
I don’t, I think you are scat!
You are sad and bored and that’s why you do it
You don’t believe in yourself that’s why you spit
I am yawning here coz I’ve had enough of it!
Come at me if you dare
Fight me in my corner right here in the square
Let’s see how you fare, when you’re in the ring
Let’s see how much shit then, you’d want to sing
Bet you’re all talk and wouldn’t want to do it
Why is that?
Because you are full of shit!
Now I’m getting real
I have had enough
But don’t think for one second, this is a bluff!