I’m bad I know I’m bad,
Like James Brown, and Ali I know I’m bad
Like X and Garvey I know I’m bad
Like Christ himself I got wealth that most wish dey had.
Now deal wit it…
I’m moving’ back up the scale admit it.
Instead of dousing my flame hater’s fanning’ it
Hip-hop makes bread I put the jam in it
The ones scratching dey head ain't understanding’ it
Just watch, I’m taking off the wrist watch
And the jewels bout to fight old school
Punches only, you think you know me
But you bout to feel all the real that’s on me!
There’s nothing phony!
I’m sly and stony!
Girls have boned me cuz they was sick of bologna.
Girls disowned me cuz they was sick of bologna.
Yawl is zoning cuz you so sick of bologna!
I’m like Monie so much Love in my name
People come cuz I got love in this game!
Arrested Development stomped when we came
Now it’s me the M.C wit a verb as his name
We like a gang how we bang!
I’m bad I know I’m bad,
Like James Brown, and Ali I know I’m bad
Like X and Garvey I know I’m bad
Like Christ himself I got wealth that most wish dey had.
I’m guarantee to sell, cuz there’s too many of us
When yawl hear me there’s an immediate rush
When yawl get near me I be feeding’ yo lust
It’s da feel good real hood
Cousin re-writing the whole meaning of us!
Any mic is just a grape that I’ve been fiending to bust
Brother give it to me
I’m bad I know I’m bad,
Like James Brown, and Ali I know I’m bad
Like X and Garvey I know I’m bad
Like Christ himself I got wealth that most wish dey had.