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down bad - bill wailey lyrics

[verse 1]
i never shot a human ever in my life bro
i never raped a pretty lady ever in my life bro
call me a bad guy at times, but i got self*control
man, i jus’ can’t seem to fix this remote control
so i can reflect on the various abuse of women
now their faces gotta be covered in s*m*n
you see ’em lockin’ themselves in rooms
prolly afraid of the danger that looms
you hear ’em cryin’ and screamin’ in terror
bill wailey jus’ cannot stand this sight of horror
n*ggas k!llin’ women jus’ because they dump ’em
now n*ggas think women have no choice to f*ck ’em
even thou wailey was smokin’ weed and gets high
he shall never force himself to touch a lady’s thigh
i know i’m great, but i’ll never be perfect
jus’ like i’m totally okay wit’ not being a prefect
n*ggas like to show some f*ckin’ testosterone
women be sufferin’ from post*menstrual syndrome
this whole situation scares the sh*t out of me
now women wanna take the pain out of me
trust me, i know what these women are goin’ through
i hope i can stop this sh*t for good, i know it’s true
women scared to leave their house for a night out
there’s dumb n*ggas tryna squeeze ’em real tight
on their necks until the woman don’t breathe and sh*t
man, and you wonder why men can be such a tit
i wonder what happened to women flyin’ a kite
and n*ggas lovin’ ’em like dove ’cause it’s white
but y’all still wonder why wailey don’t fight
he’s jus’ a young n*gga tryna see the light
shout out to every women out there, love you all
i just wanna see young women standin’ tall
[verse 2]
now we got little children livin’ in broken homes
they forced to stand still like sum’ f*ckin’ gnomes
yelled at, gettin’ beat, treated like f*ckin’ trash
kids are gifts from god people, don’t y’all be harsh
i love kids, that hurtful song was made by my darkside
thank the lord i finally made it to the right side
i’ll be strict as f*ck, but i’ll never lay a hand on my kids
jus’ like i’ll never place no motherf*ckin’ bids
if you smack a child in a face, you’s a b*tch
if you gon’ tell on a n*gga, then you’s a snitch
wondered why most kids cry so much
it’s because of dumb parents abusin’ ’em a bunch
even when kids didn’t do sh*t, parents still smack ’em
police better get a warrant and jus’ arrest ’em
for child abuse, lock those people up for a long time
deny ’em parole, don’t release ’em at the wrong time
those people are a danger to the community
don’t wanna see these f*ckers gettin’ immunity
sick of people beatin’ ’em kids up like pieces of meat
jus’ hearin’ about this is only fuellin’ my heat
alcohol is a major factor of this sh*t, its true
jus’ dads drinkin’ beer wit’ their f*ckin’ crew
what if i get beat by my parents, that’s my fear
jus’ thinkin’ ’bout that is only sheddin’ a tear
on my face, now i’m scared for my godd*mn life
not even thinkin’ of gettin’ a f*ckin’ wife
this sh*t been goin’ down for so many years now
now i found myself talkin’ to empty chairs now
i hope justice will be made for this problem
put on a f*ckin’ life sentence on ’em
all of this incidents makin’ me down bad
now i’m gettin’ even more and more sad
[verse 3]
bill wailey doesn’t wanna join a street gang
jus’ like he doesn’t wanna rape, no gang bang
i never ever wanna see a victim all bein’ sad
bill wailey doesn’t wanna be all down bad
i’m gon’ choke on these b*tch n*ggas, for real
it’s barely doin’ the right thing, deal or no deal
women and children are jus’ never safe these days
absolutely ridiculous that crime always pays
these women need to practice self*defence
maybe they must get a gun on ’em, no pretence
so when a n*gga tryna do funny things, shoot him
’cause why? that n*gga was a f*ckin’ fool, yeah, him
but n*ggas like to show their dominance too much
they like to look at women and children as lunch
it’s a rough world we livin’ in and life is too short
surviving in it is jus’ a f*ckin’ hard sport
bill wailey tryna do a lotta things undercover
everybody knows that he’s a certified lover
i love women and children so much, ya dig?
when i do ’em wrong man, i jus’ feel like a pig
but n*ggas like to treat women bad, what the f*ck
but they get arrested at the end so they out of luck
n*ggas better remember where they came from
from a woman, so they better don’t act wrong
it’s like they k!llin’ women on a f*ckin’ sunday
then they disposing their bodies on a f*ckin’ monday
these women and children ain’t f*ckin’ toys
women raised you from children to f*ckin’ boys
one day, these gbv bullsh*t will be stopped
can’t wait for n*ggas to get f*ckin’ dropped
that would be like the best feeling i’ve ever had
when it’s gone, i can finally stop bein’ down bad

- bill wailey lyrics

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