Fat Joe

Fat Joe - Bad Bad Man lyrics

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Everybody knows the flav
 Fat Joe Da Gangsta  yeah
 You know my style

 Fat Joe  a.k.a. Da Fat Gangsta
 I'm no joke  and I'm far from a prankster
 I got skills  aiyyo word life
 Suckers is scared  because they know I live trife
 As I troop down the streets of a ghetto
 Skins are jockin  and always screamin hello
 But I keep drivin in my jet black Beamer
 I'm not a daydreamer  but I'm known as a scheamer
 I'm dead-ass, when it comes to this
 And if you fuck around, your moms'll reminisce
 Thinkin of the good times she spent with her son
 Somebody shoulda told you that I wasn't the one
 Yes I'm known to get nuff respect
 and if you face Fat Joe, well then you face your death
 Now in ninety-three, it's time to take a stand
 And you know how I'm livin, I'm a bad, bad, man

 Niggaz know the flav
 "I'm a bad, bad, man!" (cut and scratched 2X)

 Check it
 All the old folks, hate my guts
 Cause I be hittin all they daughters and they big fat butts
 Cause I'm the papichulo when it comes to rap
 and if you fuck with me, then you leave handicapped
 I don't give a fuck, don't care who you are
 I gotta say peace to my peeps GangStarr
 Some real motherfuckers from around the hood
 When I chills with them, we be up to no good
 Hittin skins, makin ends
 Loungin with my friends in my fat BM
 Whether Uptown in the Boogie Down
 Or checkin out stunts in the Polo Ground
 See just like Mel, I'm internationally known
 And I'm mob related, like Al Capone, check it
 Too hot to handle, blow you like a candle
 You never catch Joe in the middle of a scandal
 Now in ninety-three it's time to take the stand
 And you know how I'm livin, I'm a bad, bad, man!

 Everybody knows the flav
 "I'm a bad, bad, man!" (cut and scratched 2X)

 One day I was chillin, caught a buckshot
 The nigga was butt, so then he gets no props
 Word spread fast around town
 I was layin six feet deep underground, check it
 Niggaz wished the worst, but spoke too fast
 Cause here I am and I'm ready to blast *gunshot*
 The cops must have missed, takin me for a bitch
 Because they tried to gas me, and make me turn snitch
 But I'm not the one for peace
 So I turned around and said, "Fuck the police!"
 I'm the type to handle this on my own
 Pack two joints and pass one to Tone
 There's no shame in my game, I do what I gotta do
 See I'm rollin with a crazy live crew
 Now in ninety-three it's time to take a stand
 And you know how I'm livin I'ma bad, bad, man!

 Yeah! Niggaz know the flav
 "I'm a bad, bad, man!" (cut and scratched)
 Nuff respect to my man Jazzy J
 Diamond D, Showbiz and A.G., and I'm out
 Word

 "I'm a bad, bad, man!" (cut and scratched to end
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Author: Fat Joe

Composer: ?

Publisher: Relativity Records, Inc.

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Released in: 1993

Language: English

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