The Bitch is Back
I was justified when I was fiveRaising Cain, I spit in your eyeTimes are changing, now the poor get fatBut the fever's gonna catch you when the bitch gets back
Eat meat on Friday that's alrightEven like steak on a Saturday nightI can bitch the best at your social do'sI get high in the evening sniffing pots of glue
I'm a bitch, I'm a bitchOh the bitch is backStone cold sober as a matter of factI can bitch, I can bitch'Cause I'm better than youIt's the way that I moveThe things that I do
I entertain by picking brainsSell my soul by dropping namesI don't like those, my God, what's thatOh it's full of nasty habits when the bitch gets back