The Bad
The Evil
The Bad
The Evil
Put it together
Yo, if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothing to strip If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have
nothing to slip If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothing to chew I'm just fuckin'
with you, cause I got nothing to do I came in the diner with skateboarders, placed
orders, ate hors d'oeuvres, and hit the waiter with plate warmers Let you inhale the Glocks
smell While I'm rippin' your wallet off, and slippin'
the Molotov in your cocktail Burnin' your contracts, punch a ringin' arm
in the face, smash his glasses and turn him to contacts
I'm on some shook shit, if it's missing, I took it
Nurse, look at this straitjacket, it's crooked I'll go to jail and murder you from a cell
Put a knife in an envelope and have you stabbed in the mail
So how do you describe someone with a decapitated head when the rest of his body's still alive?
Runnin', comin' with five gunmen, waitin' to do a drive-by So when you see the black
500, hide from it For every hundred MCs rhymin' about birds
Only about two-thirds have really said it without words
Yo, you ain't a thug, I can make you bitch up
Pick the fifth up, cock spit, you will swear it's rainin' slugs
I'm the hottest shit in the industry I got every thug on the block to get a wind
of me defendin' me You lack class and respect, get a direct backblast
A bad and evil mad rap, I cover the bad half You know how I thug and this shit'll end up
Spit around, lift your chin up You get hit, ten down and ten up
I take it if you run your mouth then you wanna get Sinthugg
Heat it up, you be leakin' blood and spittin' phlegma
Now we rivals because of a small name or title You step, got devoured and left with a flowerin' Bible
Yo, if it wasn't for your lip I'd have nothin' to strip
And if it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothin' to slip
If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothin' to chew
I'm just fuckin' with you cause I got nothin' to do
If it wasn't for your lip I'd have nothin' to strip
And if it wasn't for a wrist I'd have nothin' to slip
If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothin' to chew
I'm just fuckin' with you cause I got nothin' to do
Forget a chorus, my metaphors are so complicated
It takes six minutes to get applause
And by the time you all catch on
I'ma end your career and walk away with the whole floor
So you have nothin' to fall back on
I'll throw you off of ten floors
Pull a fuckin' headache outta my head
And put it in yours
I'm indoors, waitin' for this acid to seep in my skin pores
To go outdoors and do some in-stores
This bitch wanted to blow me, I said it oughta happen
Swallow cum, bitch
Nobody brought a napkin
I'm gettin' scully while I'm autographin'
Got my daughter laughin' cause I sent her mother whitewater raptin'
I'm not a fact, I'm a proven fear
Mr. Rogers blockin' my U-Haul, screamin'
Wait, you ain't movin' here
Lorraine and Bobby, come here, want a souvenir?
Hoppin' high as fuck since I was a juvenile
Juvenile, same difference
I need some K cause I ain't sniff since
I woke up to seven slain infants
Brain implants, and they say there's a slim chance
I won't stay the same cause I traded brains with a chimpanzee
Walk in the swamp water with a M16
To shove a gun in the mouth of a thug
To break braces, you say grace and make faces
I'll display hate and break you in eight places
Take paces, turn around, drawin' a standoff
Precise aim, icin' my fame, blowin' your hand off
Dancin' with the devil eatin', I won't die, I'm never leavin'
I pledge allegiance to forever breathin'
Street niggas with nuts, my meat's bigger
Fake ass thugs with toy guns and cheap triggers
With a death wish, thinkin' I'm the nigga to mess with
Let the tech lift, direct chest hit
Melt your necklace, for instance
You just a henchman, on tough soil
A follower never had heart, he just loyal
Thugs is glass doors, I see through him
Put the heat to him, be careful
You might get what you asked for
If it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothin' to strip
And if it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothin' to slit
If it wasn't for the schmooms, I'd have nothin' to chew
I just fuckin' with you, cause I got nothin' to do
If it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothin' to strip
And if it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothin' to slit
If it wasn't for the schmooms, I'd have nothin' to chew
I just fuckin' with you, cause I got nothin' to do
The Bad
The Evil
The Bad
The Evil
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