Geto Boys

[foul mouthed girl yelling at Bill on the phone]
[Bushwick Bill]
You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear
Gotta start with the right material, to generate a useful idea
In other words, you can't turn a ho into a housewife
Try it, the bitch'll make you sock her in her mouth twice
It started out beautiful, but you was playin possum
To me, you was just a fuck, but our relationship blossomed
Got attached to your kids, I loved 'em like my own
I loved 'em like my own
Referred to your daughter as my daughter, your son as my son
Called you my wife, even if it was common law
Never saw a better creature in my life
How could the one who stole my heart, make me reach for my knife
(Why you reachin for your knife?) Cause I'ma stab that bitch
(What if they take your freedom Bill?) They can have that shit
Now she wanna be friends - ain't that a bitch?
Fuck you bitch, I hate you bitch!
I wouldn't care if you burned in a fire
Crashed in a plane or got hit by a motherfuckin train
You make my life a livin hell, the sun's out but it's dark
You're the devil, all you need is a pitchfork
I'm too short to take shorts
I'm havin seconds thoughts, the ride's too scary, I gotta get off
I wish I never met you ho
I wanna hang you from a fuckin cliff and let go, you dirty bitch
[Chorus 2X: Bushwick Bill]
Why you wanna bring me down
Why you wanna bring me down, you dirty bitch
[Bushwick Bill]
I once believed that I could save you, emotion was squandered
Now go back to that fuckin rock you crawled from under
I did more fo' yo' kids, than they sorry-ass biological father ever had