Wifebeater - Extended from "No Holds Barred"

A wifebeater
ain't nuthin' but a tank top
wife... beater
wife... beat... her
beat her up, nice and good
so she knows her place, you pummel her face
beat her down to the ground, wife beater
drag her up and down the stairs
wrap your large hands 'round her neck
make sure you wear your
wifebeater when you beat her
so she can see the blood stains from her face
beat her when she's out of line
beat her when she's not on time
beat her when she's looking fine
beat her, wife beater
show her you're the king of your domain
be sure to wear those sexy wifebeaters
you know, the ones Jordan looks so good in
they come in... packs of black and blue
and shades of gray
wear that wifebeater under your shirt
so its imprint reminds her of
the imprints you left on her body
wife beater, beat her up nice and good
like daddy showed you, you could
shame her into having to explain
the cuts, bruises and brownish stains
flex on your woman, as life has flexed on you
force her to flinch, falter and forget
tell her she made you lose control, so you beat her
tell her its because you love her, that you beat her
beat her, wife beater, til she's numb
leave those sweaty wifebeaters about the the house
trophies of your battles won, symbols of her beaten heart
beat her in the name of respect
beat her in the name of power
beat her, when you can't stand to see her
and don't forget, to call it your wifebeater
when you beat her
so your daughter will know its name