Are you ready for bad blood?   I’ve got my share   I’m sick of them sweet, sweet nothings   Oh in my ear   Ain’t it funny I’m the honey   All your money just can’t buy?   So baby you can cry, cry, cry   Now the last laugh is mine      You ready for hot stuff?   Be prepared   I’m sick of your cheap, cheap hustle   Oh don’tcha dare   Let us pray the Lord have mercy   On your mercenary mind   ‘cos even if you cry, cry, cry   Your heart out   I won’t be kind      Are you ready for good time?   Hard to bear!   You’re stepping on holy ground   Hold it there!   I’m fading out your hologram –    A phony toothpaste smile   Remember when you cry, cry, cry   Your heart out   I did mine