As an individual, I kill those double syllables, Fuck I feel Incredible, invincible, Invisible, Make it quick though, Gotta make alota dough.
All I see is evil, In the people, This isn't heavy metal, So before I spit, Kill you cyanide bitch, Im making it famous.
Before you get shot in head, Lil Man laid to rest, Damn I didn't realize i be the best, Fuckin with Papa bear and his nest, I'm the one writing your checks.
What's next buy 20 Rolex,
Making the best paycheck,
What's the matter with your head.
Need to refill my meds, So I can get to bed,
So I can think about what I did
you fucking thinking I'm kidding, Put me on the track and im ripping.
My hand is a loose cannon,
Never really planned it, It just happens,
Get to it I'm rapping,
yea I made it and I have it,
Rolls on outta my mouth,
Never been about, Sitting round to pout,
If I'm angry I get real loud and shout,
let you know how im feeling now,
Defeated ? How !?
(Bad Guy Once)
Why do i, End up the bad guy, Who's will is to fight, Go ahead live my life, You'll know what it feels like, You'll realize I've actually tried to hide, Everything inside See the world from two eyes, I am snide, Still the fucking bad guy.
This be won't above me, Just lovely, Hug me, why won't you fuck ing, Love me, Do you think I'm ugly, I feel you are bub-bly All you think about is money, I think your really funny and pretty,
You said my lifestyle was a pity, well now isn't shitty, I think I need a tissue, your on me, like I really think that's the issue, once you leave I miss you, all i speak is truth, kissing in the phone booth, what the fuck kinda shit you been through, Get out my house kick you with, Two boots
(Bad Guy)
Why do happen to be that Bad Guy, when it comes to the punchline, You are not trying, to find it, I know it's hiding, Realizing that I'm the bad guy, This is why, I light a fire under the sky, It's my life so I make it mine.
Just need my side bitch, So I don't sit here and feel shit, I'm starting to feel sick, I just need to get lit. You know me to I'm like on the brink of loosing boo. everything and everyone it's truth, like what the fuck am I supposed to do, I'm hanging on by a thread anymore happens I may be dead, Or any less but let's, Try and remember the good times, I rap hood lines, remember the good times, Of flyin',
