think I'm feelin' You know why I do what I do Why should you listen to a word I'm sayin' When it's already so clear to you You tell me 'bout my bad
got Tom, Dick and Harry all lookin' at my face I know they wanna say safe but don't know how to say it Bad body language, I don't understand it When
't suck any air through Fuck with your man too, thinkin' I can't do what I plan to Vet vandal, niggaz are brand new Ain't knew I was bad news? Look at
and roll Yes, we are so ghetto, yes, we are rock and motherfucking roll Ha, I am a fighter and a lover I'm the freaky baby daddy, I'm a bad motherfucker
What's the deal? A lot of cats who buy records are straight broke But my language universal they be recitin my quotes While R&B singers hit bad notes
from the top dot cops and sirens Fresh out the shop poppin' n' stylin' Madchild, wildin' nonidentical The cynical is medical condition is critical Unforgettable Swollen Members beautiful Language
To your acres Now notify the cake makers Pagans Celebrate holidays of self hatred Controllers of the matrix Crack conspirators Cocaine distributors King of my chamber my language
t live Who I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin' got to give Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass
about your rap texture M.C. B-Boy, DJ, slash director The name was a bell that rang through the hall Popular is the tag in the bathroom stall, check it This language
first hand the excitement of video warfare as the theme song is sung in the background Sugar sweet sitcoms that leave us with a bad actor taste while
a casual blunt Granted hustlin' habits on the stumble, the mansion While bums pass, askin' for a buck for some bagged bricks Bad shit goin' down on the daily While bad
you to refrain from the language) the car goin two hundred miles an hour WHERE THE FUCK IS HE GOIN?! (Please Mr. Rapper, please refrain from the foul language
I go out and just come back full circle again You a fad, that means your something that we already had But once you're gone, you don't come back, too bad
Look around any old crowded bar You'll see a million reason, a million scars You can hear what the body language has to say A good libation in celebration
the answer I'll push you back up, its hard to stand up I'm yours, it?s on Yes, baby girl you fucking with Sean Ride wit a don, foreign languages, let
It's Bad Boy (Do it do it do it do it, do it do it do it) It feels good to be back (Do it do it do it do it, do it do it do it) I missed ya Relax your
trip wanna be painless I don't fuck with it no more that I can arrange it I was like Dracula attackin' her when I give her game Hella vein language
Fuck who you came wit' This where the game twist Seperate the Regime nigga from the nameless Hit 'em with the stainless Show 'em what pain is Speak that language