She's comin' up from Comin' up from, comin' up comin' up from behind

You'd like her hanging
Like a sneaker on a live wire, dangling
While your Wall Street pockets are jangling
With the hollow jackpot of your rich kid games
It's a long shot
She's got the truths and a tongue for a slingshot
But she's takin' steady aim
At the big shot
It's hard to miss the rolling bullets
On the blacktop
You better watch your turf