Bad News

(La da da da daa)
Walk around like you got something to prove
(To prove)
That chip is heavy
Bet you wore out your shoes
(Ya shoes)
Ya hot head radiate like a nuke
Bad news
Now they know you go something to loose

I lost half my friends
Chasing half ass dreams
I've been amiss
I switch to full time
With overtime
I need my benefits
I've been a ghost
So I get high
Ghost ride
Crash the wipe
I ain't holy
But the most high
Told me
I should sit
I ain't really one for moving
These days
(These days)
If I do
Then you are clueless
Done with posting Myspace
Bet I've been moody
(Yea)
Every day is just a Tuesday
(That's on my mama)
They think I'm a goofy
(Wait)
Made it kinda hard to do this
Make me out to be the rudest
Maybe it's true
Take a page from the Buddhist
I've been the cruelest
Yet I'm the truest
Don't you forget
You studied my movements
It's cool
Stay away
On that truancy
I don't see
No you and me
I Rather show the heat
Than the hurt in me
Emotions are like currency
I blow a stack
Like whoa is me
Ill throw a fit
And watch I'm rich
I'll have my eventually
Emotions are like currency
I blow a stack
Like whoa is me
Ill throw a fit
And watch I'm rich
I'll have my eventually

Walk around like you got something to prove
(To prove)
That chip is heavy
Bet you wore out your shoes
(Wore out ya shoes)
Ya hot head radiate like a nuke
Bad news
Now they know you go something to loose
Walk around like you got something to prove
(Like you got something to prove)
That chip is heavy
Bet you wore out your shoes
(I bet you wore out ya shoes)
Ya hot head radiate like a nuke
Bad news
Now they know you go something to loose



Credits
Writer(s): Pharaoh Lamar
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