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b.a.d. - bad45 lyrics

1st verse:
you p-ssies ain’t got nuthin’ on me
my sh-t goes deep inside your wifey
she ain’t never had n0body like me
it’s only reasonable for you to not like me
so quit the bullsh-t, boy c’mon and leap
see if you got what it takes to put a man six feet deep
boy, you’re f-cking with a monster indeed
i’m on a solo creep; put your whole crew to sleep
it’s

hook a:
b! (b-lls) a! (att-tude) d! (d) direction
b! (big-headed) a! (advocate) d! (d) detection
b! (b-lls) a! (att-tude) d! (d) direction
b! (bald) a! (arrogant) d! b.a.d., muh’f-cka

2nd verse:
got the sh-t that b-tchaz wanna f-ck wit’
yea’ i’m pretty sl!ck, first date, they always suck d-ck
i’m on that pop-sh-t, yea’ i make it pop, sh-t
her bedroom turns into a mosh pit
so now that we’ve clarified who’s got the hugest c-ck
let’s shift attention to this schlock
cos whatever it is you think you’re doing it’s not hip hop
man, rhyming and sh-t, i’ve got it on lock
so don’t you tell me nuttin’ about sk!lls
cos boy, my sh-t runs on m-th-f-cking wheels
i serve my fans gourmet sh-t, yours get swills
if you’re the absolute monarchy, guess i’ll be the storming of the bastille
…yeah! an urban legend
‘bout to charge at any second
bawl like a neanderthal on top of the hill
with your m-th-f-cking scalp in my left hand
b-tch, it’s

hook b:
b! (b-lls) a! (att-tude) d! (d) direction
b! (b-ss) a! (ad lips) d! (full scale) deflection
b! (b-lls) a! (att-tude) d! (d) direction
b! (b) a! (a) d! (d) b.a.d., muh’f-ckers

back on my bullsh-t
“just hand me the mic and i’ma cut loose”
“in 10 years this song will still be up-to-date”
“i just do what i do best”
“kiss my -ss”
“they call me psycho”
“i’m k!lling y’all still”
‘bout to f-cking take over
just like every other rapper with his sh-t, man
only difference is…

3rd verse:
i’m on fire like paul walker
if rap was nasa, i’d be a moonwalker
you’re just a stalker, sh-t-talker
my guess: too much up in smoke
plus too much c0ke
yea’ you on that dope sh-t
but your sh-t ain’t dope
screaming ‘therk life’
can’t even pr-nounce the sh-t right
there ain’t no more hope
m-th-f-ckaz should be hanging on a rope
now tell me who runs the m-th-f-cking show
it’s

hook a

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