Bad Bad Man Lyrics
Oh you done did it now
Chaos you should have put this one in the vault man
They not ready they don’t know what’s coming man
Oh we gonna drop this on them right here
Y’all aint ready for this Y’all aint ready for none of this
Your boy’s a bad man and we invading the streets
Make unclever rappers scurred they be dropping the heat
Shocked the world now I’m standing alone
I flip fools like them clamshell cellular phones
You can’t help but nod your head to the track
f–k the watered down rap we be taking it back
Give it to me straight ain’t no chasing it
Check yourself in the mirror ain’t no facing it
Cause you playing the role and you planning to fold
This the masterplan we got the planet on hold
We all over the streets like your favorite sneaker
Breaking up your sound like a drive through speaker
Everything that I be spitting is strong
After I rock, fast forward through the rest of this song
We the monkey wrench that’s gonna ruin your plan
Don’t f–k with John Cena I’m a bad bad man
With the mic in my hands I’m a bad man
Even in a fight with my hands I’m a bad man
Living in the streets all my life I’m a bad man
I’m a bad man I’m a bad man
With the mic in my hands I’m a bad man
Even in a fight with the hands I’m a bad man
Living in the streets all my life I’m a bad man
I’m a bad man I’m a bad man
We devils rocking ambient levels
We set loose among hot tunes to instrumentals
And cats got one-liners I drop several
Man I think its funny you choose losing progress
Running in place we making moves, and y’all settle
I rip rappers and take responsibility
for making future hall of famers look third rate
Y’all are loss for words like conversation on your worst first date
And ride beats creep through side streets
loose leaf notepads that’s where rhymes leak
Punchlines man don’t even beg
I got knee slapping tracks y’all bruising your leg
You a rhyme writer buddy man that’s a joke
You aint worth of being my secretary man that’s a quote
I flood tracks like cracks in boats
And f–k rappers chocked up with their own lines and they croak
With the mic in my hands I’m a bad man
Even in a fight with my hands I’m a bad man
Living in the streets all my life I’m a bad man
I’m a bad man I’m a bad man
With the mic in my hands I’m a bad man
Even in a fight with the hand I’m a bad man
Living in the streets all my life I’m a bad man
I’m a bad man I’m a bad man
Turn up the microphone and see me I’m a beast MC’s and
they beats is what I eat Sixteen I’ll leave you in the street
My rhymes are sicker than gangrene on both feet
It’s spreading up the leg and headed for the head
Your rhymes are whack your style is proof that the brain corrosion
is f–king with your chosen flows I’m nice with mics
My hands’ll break your nose like Mikey Tyson
Fighting in his prime one rhyme
And I shake up the room one time
Boom to the jaw
Your face is a coat type raw
And the blood and snot they mix jelly on the floor
My love is cop them bricks belly on the floor
I rob you you soft and you really ain’t a problem
I solve you 357 long nose revolve you
Acid in your face bad look dissolve you
I’m a bad bad man
Yeah check it out
It’s Bumpy Knuckles baby
And I want you to say hello to the bad bad man
C’mon
With the mic in my hands I’m a bad man
Even in a fight with my hands I’m a bad man
Living in the streets all my life I’m a bad man
I’m a bad man I’m a bad man
With the mic in my hands I’m a bad man
Even in a fight with the hands I’m a bad man
Living in the streets all my life I’m a bad man
I’m a bad man I’m a bad man
