Bad Guy

You all a bunch of f*ckin' a*sholes You know why? You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be You need people like me. You need people like me so you can point your f*cking fingers And say "That's the bad guy." I thank the Lord for my many blessings Though I'm stressing keep a vest for protection From the barrel of a Smith & Wesson And all my n*ggas in the pen, here we go again Ain't nothing separating us but ma MAC - 10 Born in the ghetto as a hustler, older Straight solider, bucking at them bustas No matter how you try, n*ggas never die We just retaliate with hate, than we multiply See me striking down the block hitting corners Mobbing like a motherf*cker, living like I wanna Ain't no stopping at the red lights, I'm sideways THUG LIFE, motherf*cker, crime pays Let the cops put they lights on, chase me, n*gga Zig-zagging through the freeway Race me, n*gga in a high speed chase with the law The realest motherf*cker that you ever saw Say goodbye to the BAD GUY Everybody gotta die. (You all a bunch off f*cking a*sholes) Say goodbye to the BAD GUY Everybody gotta die. (You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be) Say goodbye to the BAD GU Everybody gotta die. (You need people like me.) Say goodbye to the BAD GUY (So you can point your f*ckig fingers and say "That's the BAD GUY.") Ain't no escape from a deadly fate And everyday there's a million black bodies put away I'm starting to lose hope, it seems everybody's on dope Mama told me to leave, cause she was broke Sometimes I choke on the indo, creeping out the window Alone, on my own, I'm a criminal Got no love from the household I'm out cold, on the streets screaming "Motherf*ck peace!" I got nothing to lose, and something to prove, what do I do? Live the THUG LIFE, n*gga stay true I wonder when they kill me, is there a heaven for a real G? Lord forgive me, if you feel me Cause all my life I was dirt broke with no hope Little skinny motherf*cker wanting dough I hated cutting suckers with my razor blade But everyday it's a struggle to get major paid Say goodbye to the BAD GUY Everybody gotta die. (You all a bunch off f*cking a*sholes) Say goodbye to the BAD GUY Everybody gotta die. (You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be) Say goodbye to the BAD GUY Everybody gotta die. (You need people like me.) Say goodbye to the BAD GUY (So you can point your f*ckig fingers and say "That's the BAD GUY.") The only way to change me is maybe blow my brains out Stuck in the middle of the game to get the pain out Pray to my God everyday, but he don't listen The poverty bothers me, but mama's working wonders in the kitchen Listen! I can hear her crying in the bedroom Praying for money but never think would she be dead soon Am I wrong for wishing I was somewhere else I'm thirteen, can't feed myself Can I blame daddy cause he left me? Wish he would've hugged me too much like him So my mama don't love me on my own at a early age I'm getting paid And I'm strapped, so I'll never be afraid Where did I go astray? I'm hanging in the back streets Running with G's and dope friends, will they jack me? Can't turn back, my eyes on the prize I got nothing to lose (I got nothing to lose) Say goodbye to the BAD GUY Everybody gotta die. (You all a bunch off f*cking a*sholes) Say goodbye to the BAD GUY Everybody gotta die. (You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be) Say goodbye to the BAD GUY Everybody gotta die. (You need people like me.) Say goodbye to the BAD GUY (So you can point your f*ckig fingers and say "That's the BAD GUY.")