Bad News

Hooligans stolen whip, see us cooling in
That dude, move that dope went to school with him
New kids moving in, yeah we run them out of here
Land of Babylon it ain't much but we proud of here
Dice game shoot it well peep my knuckle game
Run those size 12 Jay's and that struggle chain
Before the fame my lane was to inflict pain
Just wanted to be a flyest, is that that so vain?
Mastermind with a brain like Krang
My posse walk around the school like a well-dressed gang
Wu-Tang in cash ruling, skipping school and
Selling acid at raves now you' a slave to the movement
Before the Molly's and OxyContin was poppin
Used to cop it by the sheet, take it home, get to chopping
My whip was a piece of shit needed to loot to get it fixed
Plus I wanted to glist the wrist chicks never resist the rich
Dollar flicks fist fights, parking lots get right
Sippin everclear in the fields we call that a good night
The hood life as we know it confuse we lost souls
Freddie Fuller got murdered, see you at the crossroads
Mortality now questioned feeling less invincible
Found myself in a slump whylin out on principal
Gotta a snap out this shit I can't lose
Soul forever bruised good dude whose bad news

Bad news, bad news, hate to break it to you
Bad news, bad news here to break it break it to you
Bad news, bad news, hate to break it to you
Bad news, bad news here to break it break it to you

Got homies now who throwing sets but I'm in the south though
Thought that shit was laughable because I studied Al Capone
Shower posse, Black Spades, Crips, Bloods and Vice Lords
These rich ass suburban kids got nothing to fight for
Lacosta nostra culture vulturized and posterized
I'm on my art shit now how am I my supposed to rise
Me and my guy Kenny Mahai we demo shopping
Ran out of money and got bagged for fare hopping... shit

You know a lot time, people talk about change
But change is good
You know it doesn't matter where you come from
It's all about where ya going
Seasons change, people change,
If I buy a dollar soda I expect change

Lonewolf steeze again back in Texas me and Vin
Jules D and O we are under dogs who need to win
My city friends, are catching cases on a frequent basis
Even my mom is locked up now three years in stasis
Split my siblings up like Luke and Leia
They back in NY with my pops I'm trying to find a place to
Lay my head, one month at uncles others at my aunts
Even with all this struggle it felt safer than the Bronx
Senior year no idea for a career
Uninspired by my peers but I am wiser than my years
At the time my style of rhyme was on the decline
The West Coast at the ball and the south at the grind
But ain't nobody grind stronger than mine
I fuck lady luck and she love me a long time
1000 strong bodies no match for a strong mind
At the end of the day the victory is all mine
Form a line for these haters
I'm a shine like Vegas
Here to kill it in a way to put my face up in the papers
Shake the dice lady blow em before roll em
Throw em at the universe give me some golden
Watch me mature I'm not who I was before
Former lawbreaker who creates his own law
We must evolve before we die again
Bring it back as a hop up in a ride again
Educated hooligan, foreign whip see me coolin in
That dude moved that dope he'll be home in 10
New kids moving in make em know the repertoire
I had to walk through hell just to stand next to God
Dice game shoot it better wicked knuckle game
Two bucks and change, chains on my rugged frame
Found fame the lane switched learned a new language
I'm a player in a game that is equally dangerous
And I'm Bad news

Bad news, bad news, hate to break it to you
Bad news, bad news here to break it break it to you
Bad news, bad news, hate to break it to you
Bad news, bad news here to break it break it to you