Rough and Tough

Who are you that I should be mindful of?

You run for refuge, and were rescued; that's a fact

Then why lie and try to bite the hands that feed you?

Yes, the good you do is after you

You could puff, puff and puff 'til you bust

It shall be rough, rough and tough on your side

So, stop lie, don't try to bite the hands that feed you

For, the good you do is after you

You could puff, puff and puff 'til you bust

It shall be rough, rough and tough on your side

So, stop lie, don't try to bite the hands that feed you

For, the good you do is after you