She claims she's a saint but we know she's an actress,
Her sweet attitude holds no value its worthless,
Stop the innocent act we both know it's useless,
The only thing you'll be known for is your skill on the mattress.
Friendships are just a social ladder that you climb,
We know the real you ain't worth a dime,
You weren't my friend, just a waste of time,
You should know better than to challenge master of the rhyme.
My new hobby is to find and expose,
You're one of those undercover hoes,
Are we done yet, or you need more blows?
In your criminal record photo you don't get to pose.
You search for your next victim to Infest,
But I'll put a stop to it, you annoying pest,
I'll put an arrow of words through your chest,
When it comes to Revenge baby I'm the best.
What does failure taste like? Must be sour,
How does it feel knowing I destroyed your arrogance's tower?
No where left for you to hide and cower,
You should not have underestimated my power.
I can feel your heart beating so loud like a drum,
I'm done having you as a charity case to slum,
You should have anticipated this to come,
But you underestimated who you were stealing from.
Amy x
