Bad Guy?
If you don't know why
You're the bad guy
Let me try
If you should wonder
World's against you
And you'll fry
If you go out and sit right on that bench
Probably get a guy humping upon your neck
Pumping on his chest, staring from a trench
Hopes to catch nothing, cuz really he ain't look for nothing
I saw that guy an hour ago, sure he looks like a bum
Specially with his smelly hair, and wrinkled thumb
That woman paying fair got a dick, and boys my age getting numb
Point is, there shouldn't be, no need for guns
If you don't know why
You're the bad guy
Let me try
If you should wonder
World's against you
And you'll fry
If I take it back and aim a couple points
It's white on black, casual story, a bottled oink
Oink, oink, oink, the world's all moist
The girls kiss boys, the girls kiss girls
And the boys kiss boys
Got shades in front my face, so "I don't see no color"
Rethorics, are for bum ass white collars
Under white dollars, I'm not talking bout you Mister Air Pod
I might tho, if you feel mad well you just concerned Mr. Big Rod
Sorry I don't feel concerned
For the pain that you endure
We all got shit we going through
Ain't no reason to shit on problems that don't scale for you
I'm scared for you, this boy don't know what it do
To walk a street and be scared of truth, to be scared of dudes, or be scared of youth
Next time you go out, point is, do more than just survive, fight for truce
If you don't know why
You're the bad guy
Let me try
If you should wonder
World's against you
And you'll fry
You'll find, an enemy
You'll fight, constantly
Yes you will, need money
Be careful, but keep busy
You could be, Ed Sheeran
Or even, Anne Hathaway
Other men, other women
Black Panther, Crazy Rich Asian
Yo yo, hold the fuck up, that's some whack ass reference
Fuck y'all expectations, again, again
Live and prosper
Life is a choice, and death is a decision
I mean, Weezy said that
Life's too short to worry bout things that you know, that don't do you wrong
It's long enough to shut corny people up though
Being the police of police is tiring, but... ah fuck
You're the bad guy
Let me try
If you should wonder
World's against you
And you'll fry
If you go out and sit right on that bench
Probably get a guy humping upon your neck
Pumping on his chest, staring from a trench
Hopes to catch nothing, cuz really he ain't look for nothing
I saw that guy an hour ago, sure he looks like a bum
Specially with his smelly hair, and wrinkled thumb
That woman paying fair got a dick, and boys my age getting numb
Point is, there shouldn't be, no need for guns
If you don't know why
You're the bad guy
Let me try
If you should wonder
World's against you
And you'll fry
If I take it back and aim a couple points
It's white on black, casual story, a bottled oink
Oink, oink, oink, the world's all moist
The girls kiss boys, the girls kiss girls
And the boys kiss boys
Got shades in front my face, so "I don't see no color"
Rethorics, are for bum ass white collars
Under white dollars, I'm not talking bout you Mister Air Pod
I might tho, if you feel mad well you just concerned Mr. Big Rod
Sorry I don't feel concerned
For the pain that you endure
We all got shit we going through
Ain't no reason to shit on problems that don't scale for you
I'm scared for you, this boy don't know what it do
To walk a street and be scared of truth, to be scared of dudes, or be scared of youth
Next time you go out, point is, do more than just survive, fight for truce
If you don't know why
You're the bad guy
Let me try
If you should wonder
World's against you
And you'll fry
You'll find, an enemy
You'll fight, constantly
Yes you will, need money
Be careful, but keep busy
You could be, Ed Sheeran
Or even, Anne Hathaway
Other men, other women
Black Panther, Crazy Rich Asian
Yo yo, hold the fuck up, that's some whack ass reference
Fuck y'all expectations, again, again
Live and prosper
Life is a choice, and death is a decision
I mean, Weezy said that
Life's too short to worry bout things that you know, that don't do you wrong
It's long enough to shut corny people up though
Being the police of police is tiring, but... ah fuck
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Writer(s): Théo Goude
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