Slaine
Slaine - Bad Man lyrics
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[Verse 1:] All the cards on the table and the liquor is out I'm the one that was argued and was bickered about Should we be letting him in or be kicking him out? I'll tell you what, all of you can get a dick in your mouth I came a long way with the door slammed shut In my face and the rules being changed for my case Always getting funny looks and stares cause of my race So this turn of events made me bug out in tapes I started pressing with the pen harder Even got an in outta being an outsider And beat it like a pinata How the fuck can I listen to the chatter and the yada yada? Had I done that would have not a not a thing Maybe strum a guitar, just learn how to sing Or keep my mouth shut and let it sting (no!) That's why I act so adversarial cause When you have it like I have it they want bad to bury you Flip the script, have you looking mushy like a pussy Cause you only get respect if you strike and strike swiftly And those ain't the rules to rap, rookie That goes for the streets too, you can't act but actually Gotta be that bully with macs and black skullies I got the real shit, my team is strong I can lean on and be the one they're leaning on [Chorus: x2] Y'all probably would've stopped me if you coulda (by now) If you ever had the chance to you woulda But I'm a bad man, never was a do-gooder Yeah I'm a bad man, I never was a do-gooder [Verse 2:] Before I didn't have a crutch to lean on I was stuck on stupid I was just a fiend on drugs Now they love all my fucked up theme songs They come closer trying to touch the phenom On his way up beyond the glammer, glitz, and the neon Camera clicks, chicks with big tits to be on our dicks I ain't lying, it happens that rapidly I was chasing after her now she's chasing after me But how come I ain't rich like Master P? Let me rhyme and let him rhyme after me I'm the rapper with the voice making mad noise Doctors looked and said he's gonna be a bad boy I'm a bad man from the trash can With a butterfly knife and a fast hand I just be on the creep be crawling in the grass gram So tell me who the fuck can stand with the last man [Chorus x2]