Bad Human
Hey, hey
Flow disgusting
Got a couple homies hustlin'
Nothing but a bunch of snow through customs
Got a homie with a home down in Costa crushin'
And a homie with a boat, don't hope they bust him
Couple mobile homes stolen, members so corrupted (fuck that)
Self-made, like most of governments
Godfather to the son of my older cousin
And I'm the one in his life that's supposed to love him
I pitch a bit of pot, even with a job criminally on mingle
With fellas stick up middle finger to the cops
Sippin' on Ciroc, but I'm with some killers that are itchin' for the trigger to go pop
Yes, I'm rollin' with some bad humans
Told 'em all I wanna do is rap music
They like, "Go ahead, homie, know you can prove it
Make us proud, show 'em how Vancouver's like"
Okay, got a homie with a kid, and it's so great
Bought a gock, and a whip, and his own place
How did he get the money for it, homie? That, I won't say
No police, you can blow me like a brass trumpet
I'ma never roll one 'em, I don't have nothing
When the 5-O got me, and they handcuff me
And they ask something of me, mad bluffin', that's true (that's true)
Fuck a new friend, when you can't trust them makin' bad judgments on you (it's on you)
So, you better send them straight, yeah, my girl and her ex they were peddlin' the H
Sellin' death to junkies
Ain't no better way to say, she was young and she bad
Or just someone gettin' paid anyway
I don't need to fuckin' tell you the story
Run it with my day ones, fuck a benefit for me
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad (beautiful and dangerous)
Beauti-beautiful and dangerous
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad (beautiful and dangerous)
So bad, so bad (beauti-beautiful and dangerous)
One of my best friends has a son with a disability
Have I ever given him anything? No, killin' me
Only a bad human is paintin' his cold imagery
I'm so sorry, homie, I hope that you know if you need me, I'm here (I'm here)
Lil' sis, I don't even see you that much
And that sucks, I've been workin' on this rap stuff
Haven't seen a game of yours, hate it, but it's mad love
When you play sports, I should be there on your damn blood (damn!)
Instead, I get more ink on my body in a foreign country
With drinks in the lobby, look, I do this for a living
You're the shit, it's not a hobby, I did autograph signing
And then, I miss all your parties, I hate it (I hate)
It's territorial
The shit's not black and white, like a Oreo
Choreographed my life back to Pordenone
Couldn't fuckin' do it, 'cause the story only story goes
That far (that far)
Never been a schoolboy, that part
Is it cool to point flaws out, landmark? (Landmark)
Too true in these verses
Little brother fucked up to community service
Maybe 'cause I never see him, 'cause I'm usually working
On some new material
Hope that he may come to my tomb and burial
Gettin' high, doin' showrooms on my Super Mario
Instead of hangin' with the doom, and I'm too mysterious
No Ray though (I'm lost)
Still partake with the yayo
I'm a scar face when it's tabled, hey, yo
Usually, don't say this shit
My acronym for bad is beautiful and dangerous
And that's the way it is
Just another ugly human full of hate in him
Am I bad? Or my doings was a major fix?
Now, rap music is my motherfuckin' favorite thing
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad, beautiful and dangerous
Beauti-beautiful and dangerous
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad (beautiful and dangerous)
So bad, so bad (beauti-beautiful and dangerous)
Flow disgusting
Got a couple homies hustlin'
Nothing but a bunch of snow through customs
Got a homie with a home down in Costa crushin'
And a homie with a boat, don't hope they bust him
Couple mobile homes stolen, members so corrupted (fuck that)
Self-made, like most of governments
Godfather to the son of my older cousin
And I'm the one in his life that's supposed to love him
I pitch a bit of pot, even with a job criminally on mingle
With fellas stick up middle finger to the cops
Sippin' on Ciroc, but I'm with some killers that are itchin' for the trigger to go pop
Yes, I'm rollin' with some bad humans
Told 'em all I wanna do is rap music
They like, "Go ahead, homie, know you can prove it
Make us proud, show 'em how Vancouver's like"
Okay, got a homie with a kid, and it's so great
Bought a gock, and a whip, and his own place
How did he get the money for it, homie? That, I won't say
No police, you can blow me like a brass trumpet
I'ma never roll one 'em, I don't have nothing
When the 5-O got me, and they handcuff me
And they ask something of me, mad bluffin', that's true (that's true)
Fuck a new friend, when you can't trust them makin' bad judgments on you (it's on you)
So, you better send them straight, yeah, my girl and her ex they were peddlin' the H
Sellin' death to junkies
Ain't no better way to say, she was young and she bad
Or just someone gettin' paid anyway
I don't need to fuckin' tell you the story
Run it with my day ones, fuck a benefit for me
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad (beautiful and dangerous)
Beauti-beautiful and dangerous
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad (beautiful and dangerous)
So bad, so bad (beauti-beautiful and dangerous)
One of my best friends has a son with a disability
Have I ever given him anything? No, killin' me
Only a bad human is paintin' his cold imagery
I'm so sorry, homie, I hope that you know if you need me, I'm here (I'm here)
Lil' sis, I don't even see you that much
And that sucks, I've been workin' on this rap stuff
Haven't seen a game of yours, hate it, but it's mad love
When you play sports, I should be there on your damn blood (damn!)
Instead, I get more ink on my body in a foreign country
With drinks in the lobby, look, I do this for a living
You're the shit, it's not a hobby, I did autograph signing
And then, I miss all your parties, I hate it (I hate)
It's territorial
The shit's not black and white, like a Oreo
Choreographed my life back to Pordenone
Couldn't fuckin' do it, 'cause the story only story goes
That far (that far)
Never been a schoolboy, that part
Is it cool to point flaws out, landmark? (Landmark)
Too true in these verses
Little brother fucked up to community service
Maybe 'cause I never see him, 'cause I'm usually working
On some new material
Hope that he may come to my tomb and burial
Gettin' high, doin' showrooms on my Super Mario
Instead of hangin' with the doom, and I'm too mysterious
No Ray though (I'm lost)
Still partake with the yayo
I'm a scar face when it's tabled, hey, yo
Usually, don't say this shit
My acronym for bad is beautiful and dangerous
And that's the way it is
Just another ugly human full of hate in him
Am I bad? Or my doings was a major fix?
Now, rap music is my motherfuckin' favorite thing
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad, beautiful and dangerous
Beauti-beautiful and dangerous
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
Beautiful and dangerous
So bad (beautiful and dangerous)
So bad, so bad (beauti-beautiful and dangerous)
Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, William Fyvie
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