The Bad Guy
(专辑: Dangerous Minds - 2015)
He used to roam the
streets There was people suffering in pain and hunger Some people, their tongues were hanging outta their mouth He used to juggle apples He u—He used to amuse us He used to entertain us In fact, all three of us been going places (Freeway) Looking for things, searching for things Going on adventures Black shades I
never really gave a
fuck (Gave a
fuck), now I
don't give a
fuck at all (Fuck at all) Fuck 'em all, dog, I
ball when the
bucks involved (Yeah) When I
was younger, I
was ducking laws Taiwan calls in the
shopping malls, peeling dust and all Real shit, bad boy, no Will Smith (Nah) I
wear these big ass jeans, I'm tryna steal shit Bitch, niggas die, I
never ask why You worried 'bout the
cash, I
was rooting for the
bad guys Propain (Nigga), that's the
name a
lotta niggas hating (Niggas hatin') Reason being fuck with a
lotta niggas can't It ain't the
flow, it ain't the
whip, it ain't the
big estate (Nah) It's 'cause I'm a
asshole and put it in these niggas' face (What?) I'm doing shit they ain't, every night a
different state (Different state) Blowing the
type of show money niggas wished they saved (Brain) Now them boys wanna call him arrogant You damn right, none of y'all compare to him, the
king bitch I
am crazy I
don't give a
fuck I
don't give a
fuck about you, I
don't give a
fuck about Steel And I
don't give a
fuck about Raheem either You remember that, motherfucker 'Cause I'm the
one y'all need to be worried about, partner These niggas making all these threats (All these threats), where they at when you see me out? (Nowhere) Shit, it's just me and Rock, show what ya TV 'bout (Bitch) But we don't diss, that beefing is wack (Nah) I
fuck with real niggas (Yes), I
leave it at that Fact, on everything, these niggas is actors Show a
gangsta on they song, but can't live what they rapping (Nah) Gimmicks is slacking (Yeah), meanwhile my digits is stacking (Yeah) Spitting sick as asthma (Yeah), better ask if I'm killing these faggots (Ahh) But what the
fuck though, the
thrill is gone (Thrill is gone) Every rapper or killer'll claim he dealing stones (Yeah) Either that or he dropping a
fucking million songs On my timeline and don't nobody be feeling, homes (Get the
fuck outta here, nigga) Clone, you niggas faker than silicone How the
fuck you murk and you niggas can't even kill a
song? (Damn) Fake niggas better answer quick The
K-I-N-G in here, repping shit, talking 'bout You all a
bunch of fucking assholes You don't have the
guts to be what you wanna be You need people like me so you can point your fucking fingers and say, "That's the
bad guy" So say good night to the
bad guy The
last time you gonna see a
bad guy like this again I—I—I ain't really tryna gossip with ya (Nah) If you ain't a
fan, you ain't a
partner, nigga (Uh) If I
ain't never made a
dollar with ya (Then) Bottom line, you are not my nigga (Haha) So keep my name up out your dick suckers (Dick suckers) Don't hate on Propain because your bitch love him (Huh) Your trash ass on your last win You ain't never had shit, you ain't even a
has been Shit's gay, man, you never had ya big break (Big break) So you bittering on my dick, dickface Fuck you, yo—young nigga got his shit straight (Yeah) You a
disgrace (Yeah), 58, dropping mixtapes (Yeah) It's my time now, nigga, we about to pass ('Bout to pass) You spitting them old ass bars, them shits is out the
trash (Damn) Hey, a
lotta rappers can't stand the
younging (Nah) But you fall for anything when you stand for nothing (Bitch) And that's how I
see ya You wanna get mad at me for the
way I
see ya? They down get mad at me, and a
fight go with that, ya feel me? If I
was gon' diss, I
would've came right out said it, not even dissing, I'm not scared of no man I
don't see none of you niggas riding, nigga We riding, we ain't hiding, get your mind on your money, know what I'm talking 'bout? Straight business Look out, bitch Grind smell, know what I'm talking 'bout?