Blocked

You'd better run run run run to hell
There's an army of angry ladies at your door
Playing the meanest little games
Don't do you good no they don't
Your time as come
The dead is done you're bout
To pay for them all
They've come with clippers silver scissors
Aiming right at your balls
Don't stand a chance you been outnumbered
Bout to pay for them all you hear ya'
Whole town know you've screwed up big time
Fooling 'round with Miss
Brown, Sally, Patsy, clementine!
Molly, Daisy, Madeline!
Leagued against your dark force
Cooking quite the big fuss
And building up in powerpuss
Out to put you down for good
I tried to warn you
Tried to point you hoes get mean and weirdo
They play dumb but when you done
They 'member where u live hun
Get your kitten get your mittens
Fly them out the window
Backdoors bloked with cranky bitches pointy
Teeth in their cunts