Bitch Bad

Bitch bad, woman good

Lay it better they misunderstood

They misunderstood

Now imagine that there's a shorty

Maybe fatherless or optionless

Grinding from checks depositing

Trying to get on public housing list

Mother meets a man with ample ammount of funds

But in order to get that she's gotta give 'em some

So he treats her like a beats her so he cleans her up

to keeps her

Like a scream in your in zits her

Like a bitch well

You wonder how she got the whole idea

Her ear to the wall she could hear him pretty clear

Oh you make me mad bitch shut up or get slapped bitch

Roll over or stand bitch who's a fucking man bitch

See what I'm saying is the bed you make you lay in

But what you put out well it kinda remains the same

Well you might not be beliving what you hear

But the objects they tend to mirror be closer than they

appear so

To sit instead she learned it from her mother

But imagine how it all affected her little brother

Bitch bad, woman good

Lay it better they misunderstood

They misunderstood

I'm killing these bitches

Bitch bad, woman good

Lay it better they misunderstood

They misunderstood

They misunderstood

Now imagine how little brothers maybe 9 or 10

They have no idea exactly what's relaying on his end

Until one day he's out and probably playing with his

friends

And to beat and treat a woman like a bitch is what he

pretends

We thought that his sister would be the peon in all his

drama

But mixed with misconceptions it's hatred for his mama

He grows up to hate the weakness in a woman

Thinks that if he beats her it will potentially make

her stronger

Ah the plot thickens

Little boy in by stand gets infected with a sickness

See he grew up wishing his father would come and fix it

With his mama awaiting she'll abuse meant power

But the abuse to put his fist in all the little boys

dreams

Till he shifted it and mixed with shit and

To be what he hated wasn't the aim

But his hatred really made him exactly what he became

Bitch bad, woman good

Lay it better they misunderstood

They misunderstood

I'm killing these bitches

Bitch bad, woman good

Lay it better they misunderstood

They misunderstood

They misunderstood

Ok bitch was just a weapon I'm using it to suggest that

The primary example is usually the parents see

Mama didn't stand up 'cause mama couldn't lift her chin

up

With all the shame she carried she figured they won't

forgive her see

Mama didn't notice that the baby wasn't old enough

She couldn't really show em that there's nowhere left

to go but up

All mama had to do is look and listen

Mama as afraid as both of her little children

So she let 'em hear it, let 'em see it

Let 'em grow up let 'em be it

When all she had to do was just show up and help 'em

beat it

Now as they grew up in the world

The little boy's lost and has him a little girl

And his life chaning in hurt again he don't ever wanna

see hurt by men

To protect her from everything on earth if he can

And that moment he understand

Women should never be hurt by words or hands

And just like that that little boy becomes a man

Bitch bad, woman good

Lay it better they misunderstood

They misunderstood

I'm killing these bitches

Bitch bad, woman good

Lay it better they misunderstood

They misunderstood

They misunderstood