Running Your Mouth
Your mouth is running, you better go catch it!
Shit stains on your lips
From all the shit you talk
But you can't walk
You stumble and fall
You'll lose it all
When you run your fucking mouth
Blood shot eyes from sleepless nights
Of making up lies, you'll fucking die
You'll lose this game
A fucking shame
You should really stop running your mouth about now
Shit stains on your lips
From all the shit you say
You can't stay around here any longer
Bitch, I'm stronger
Quit running your fucking mouth!
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