Forget the bull in the china shop There's a china doll in the bullpen Walk with a switch, fire in her fist Forget the bull in the china shop There's a china doll in the bullpen It's all in the wrist, fire from the hip Talk a little shit, roll thick,
It's been assumed I'm soft or irrelevant Cause I refuse to down play my intelligence But in a room of thugs and rap veterans Who's acting like a gentleman All that style, not a thing to say A little of your true school Is at the shallow end of the typing pool I hope that your battery's charged Cause I found this here ladder Now your ceilings don't matter
Forget the bull in the china shop There's a china doll in the bullpen Walk with a switch, fire in her fist Forget the bull in the china shop There's a china doll in the bullpen It's all in the wrist, fire from the hip Talk a little shit, roll thick,
They love me, they love me not Pulling pedals off my bike You gotta strike while the irony's still hot No telling what the kids might like And I love this job, but ah, good god Sometimes I hate this business It's all love backstage but then the boys get brave Gotta say, I hope your mother doesn't listen Excuse me, where you going Population's growing all the time You know what the deal is Grab a chisel tip and add one to the number on the sign
Forget the bull in the china shop There's a china doll in the bullpen Walk with a switch, fire in her fist Forget the bull in the china shop There's a china doll in the bullpen It's all in the wrist, fire from the hip Talk a little shit, roll thick,