Bad Man

Get the fuk up out my lane I drive faster
Shadow box in the rain wit 5 masters
Keep ma eye on the prize I'm miles passed ya
Peep my technique and admire the style after
I came swingin' a bat outta hells kitchen
Bells ringin' 5 mic ammunition that's well written
I rap it wit authority, spit it wit conviction
You rappin' like a Dorothy bitch, nobody listens
I'm in the zone flyin' ova ya dome piece
Hold heat, high in demand supply dope fiends
I know fiends be gettin' high while they nose bleeds
No sleep day 5 high as a drone b
I keep it iLL like dirty needles
Skilllllz, still on the street like desert eagles
Thats a deagle, supreme clean cerebral
Frequently, I freak wit the frequency for the people

A bad man nobody dem wan test
Disrespect em punchlines thru dem chest
A bad man nobody dem wan test em
A beast in the east a bad man from the west

I be the freshest inda flesh untill the casket drop
Break beats like a champagne glass that drop
Massive props, I get it while the acid drops
My legacy'll last forever like, classic rock
You bust ya ass for this shit, neva had a shot
I hit the lab right quick, anotha classic drop
Ya see I lay back, blaze tracks, the play backs aggressive
Compression, they say that the way that I blend it is gettin' impressive
I spit liquid shoot, (Thoooop) shok ya fuse box
Still sik wit it from a yute witta boom box
I got neck brace, records n cassette tapes
Press play, you ain't bin this fresh on your best day
Nooooo, I bin chefin' 16's on the fly
Wit the precision of a triple beam I do it by eye
Ayo my skillz gettin' filthy iLL, I get chillz b
They say ta keep it real for real, I always will b

A bad man nobody dem wan test
Disrespect em punchlines thru dem chest
A bad man nobody dem wan test em
A beast in the east a bad man from the west



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Middlebrook
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