The Bad Guy

(álbum: Sick James - 2019)

Brainsick, man, means a lot to me, man
It goes with every mood
When I'm fucking depressed or I'm happy
When I broke up with my girlfriend, Brainsick told me that [?], quit acting like a bitch, you know
He always kept it real

I'm living in the Hell
And even though I slipped and I fell, still landed on my feet
And so I quit drink
Telling myself, "What was I think"
Liquor still whisper to me
Despondency got me in the [?]
Hair looking a mess, and, blood, I ain't showered in days
They told me just spit and it went ablaze
I'm Optimus Prime, divine power with age (Fallin')
And ain't no net
I'm on a toilet being trolled on the internet
I guarantee this fo' fo' get your pillow wet
I wish you niggas all get smoked like a bigarette
No, I ain't getting wet
I ain't going nowhere, considered burning my silhouette
Everyone against me will fucking die with the Benjamins
Niggas start to pass, blood I don't even remember him
King of all Kings, I do not speak on this membership
I wash my hands from the bullshit
You lied to my fans and the foes
Called up the [?], then Tech N9ne hit me back and
Told me I was banned from his shows
When someone that you used to look up to tell you, "Fuck you"
And you feel like the family's gone
I mean, I'm here
But some days I'd rather be gone

When they always label you the bad guy
When they always label you the bad guy
When they always label you the bad guy
Pull up on me, I be riding
Homie, ain't nobody hiding
Feeling like you'd rather die when
When they always label you the bad guy
Pull up on me, I be riding
Homie, ain't nobody hiding
Feeling like you'd rather die when
When they always label you the bad guy

Standing with a full clip
It's fuck 'em all, I'm really back on my bullshit
I never fall, I shoot 'em, but they are too quick
But it is all too easy when you is ruthless
I'm on some new shit
Realized my mistakes
Separated myself from the fake
Cut the fat off the steak
They said that I was only sealing my fate
It's really funny, 'cause the feeling is great
That's real shit
I'm back on good weed and ill spits
I got a beat for a feature, man, I'mma kill this
One of the greatest, I mean it, now they gon' feel this
The same lane to maintain my realness
Hop off the [?] freeway, I'm back home
I'm feeling great, finna celebrate with a fat zone
I hit the homies and tell 'em, "Pull up, it's back on"
I hit my family, then got hit with a sad song (Damn)
I fell to the ground and
Put my head in my hands, so sick
Wasn't a sound, stuck with no one around me
Blade was touching my wrist
Open up my Instagram and I got a message from a fan saying he was going through the same shit
Damn, that's a trip
The world will drive you to quit

When they always label you the bad guy
When they always label you the bad guy
When they always label you the bad guy
Pull up on me, I be riding
Homie, ain't nobody hiding
Feeling like you'd rather die when
When they always label you the bad guy
Pull up on me, I be riding
Homie, ain't nobody hiding
Feeling like you'd rather die when
When they always label you the bad guy