Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bad Mufucker Pt. II, artist - Brother Ali. Album song Us, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.09.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
Bad Mufucker Pt. II |
That was, that was the end |
And it squashed the whole beef |
Uh, uh, ah, uh, uh |
I’m so incredibly nasty, yes, my mama slapped me when she had me |
Told me get your ass out with your daddy |
Talked hella trash and my teachers couldn’t stand me |
Used to call me bastard and told me I was trashy |
Unsupervised child, they call me a latch key |
At risk youth from a single parent family |
Nuts got hairy and my voice got raspy |
Crews were gettin acne, I was gettin savvy |
Yes I’m a bad motherfucker, understand me? |
Grew up beaten, broken glass, rappin in the alley |
Got my hands dirty, I was hidin in a trash heap |
Hoppin out, knockin out cats, grabbin they ten speed |
Little boys and the girls, they both pack heat |
Both had somethin I need from 'em in they pants see |
Broads got the booty all felt up in the back seat |
Dudes got they lunch money boosted and they ass beat |
«Can I get it back?», fuck naw, don’t even ask me |
When you see the Preacher, keep your peace and don’t you dare speak |
None of y’all snitches ain’t in the same class as me |
We ain’t the same 'cause you wrote a couple raps G |
That cover charge that you payin is my salary |
Merchandise you carry away is all tax free |
Facin all my bills and I count my money carefully |
Bet your fuckin ass ain’t nobody ever jack me, see |
You’s a bad motherfucker man |
On the other hand, you never see a sucker stand close to where the |
Brother stand |
You God damn right about that |
Got me so pissed off, I wanna fight 'em out back |
My nuts done swung, all around the planet, where the fuck y’all from? |
I already captured it, I bust my gun |
Had a little cannon kid |
Caught a little accident, slid 'em in the ambulance |
He asked for this rumble, his ass got trouble |
I’m pickin glass out of my knuckles like that’s comfortable |
Where you runnin to? |
You ever wanna a true |
Bad motherfucker, you accept no substitute |
No understudy dudes and no number two |
Trust when it come to bustin loose, I’m the ugly truth |
You ever want the proof, you can check the documents |
Or you just watch the kid break door with my fist |
I’m on some shit |
Your old lady grabbin on the like she chose me |
Police captain, ain’t attemptin to hold me |
A O.G. |
mack with a .38 told me |
Uh, like that |