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whose bad - maxi payne lyrics

you can tell off top how i walk by
lookin’ like a movie, no cgi, see me i
get it from the bankers and hustlers
how to survive and never be a buster
trust (huh) might as well call it dinosaur
cause nowadays n*ggas all about the money trend connoisseurs
and what’s your point, huh
if a n*gga can’t get it on his own
then he plottin’ on gettin’ yours
the struggle don’t stop it only gets rougher
you gon’ either fall apart or watch your skin grow tougher
see i seen it at the moment when i finally had enough
like quittin’, ain’t a option, even though the game’s set up
against all odds, let the prеssure make me bеtter
see the truth in your eyes, hear the doubt in your stutter
when sh*t been real, and it just went live
like ya up for an award and it’s find*out time

whose bad pay*n*e
m*ax*i pay*n*e
m*ax*i pay*n*e
m*ax*i pay*n*e
whose bad
m*ax*i m*ax*i m*ax*i pay*n*e
whose bad
you can feel it even when i’m not around
how i’m reppin’ for the city, puttin’ on for my town
see i’m steady comin’ up, but i’m always stayin’ down
with the fam, with the crew, come thru shuttin’ sh*t down (whoo)
so off the wall all, yellin’, beat it to the clowns
billie jean to the yamps, turnin’ the thotty hoes down
like i’m goin’ for the gold, already wearin’ the crown
trainin’ harder than the challenger, far from an amateur
intelligent, hungry, fierce, and got stamina
dangerous, tellin haters get they manners up
let’s get it right, i’m no tookie
but can be a freddy kruger if you push me
uh, why talk, n*ggas don’t listen
movin’ in silence, stayin’ focused on the mission
haters thinkin’ i’m missin’
so just in case you forgettin’

whose bad pay*n*e
m*ax*i pay*n*e
m*ax*i pay*n*e
m*ax*i pay*n*e
whose bad
m*ax*i m*ax*i m*ax*i pay*n*e
whose bad

you hearing m*ax*i live from south central
so many coast calls and i wasn’t ever into
nothin’ under handed never banged kept it simple
first rule to surviving, watch what you get into
pay attention cause the streets livin’
just layin’ out idle, waitin’ to catch a n*gga slippin’
and cops like f*ck it, makin’ up any kinda reason
black in the hood, pigs shootin’ like it’s open season
we pleadin’, media misleading
hopin’ for a change, but the wound still bleedin
when we finally realize here’s where the buck stop
unified, organized, start a crooked cop watch group
put the bangers on patrol, us policing the cops
then spot a pig in a wrong, blap make pork chops
protecting the hood only way to make it stop
then we can see who really down
and we see who really not
whose bad pay*n*e
m*ax*i pay*n*e
m*ax*i pay*n*e
m*ax*i pay*n*e
whose bad
m*ax*i m*ax*i m*ax*i pay*n*e
whose bad

soul. hop. house
m*maxi… payne

pay*n*e
m*ax*i pay*n*e
m*ax*i pay*n*e
m*ax*i pay*n*e
whose bad
m*ax*i m*ax*i m*ax*i pay*n*e
you ain’t bad, you ain’t nothing

- maxi payne lyrics

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