Bad Muthafucker

You're trying to take me to a place where the sun only shine on a few And trying to make the kinda deals Like the devil gotta plan for you They say that 16 tons can take a man to his grave I see you carrying 17 Eating all your cake I leave it all on the floor Cos that's what you gotta do What kind of man Would I be without rules? Something like you But nothing like you cos you're a BAD BA-AD BAD BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME BAD BA-AD BAD BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME OH YOU A BAD MUTHAFUCKER I'm trying to hold on tight For dear life When you wanna do your thing Cos your thing But your thing ain't the thing That I need to bring the sunshine in I'd shoot for a prayer if I thought that it would ease But ain't no passages or prophets Got the words for my relief I can't leave it up to God I know that's what some gotta do What kinda man Would I be without rules? Something like you But nothing so cruel, cos you're a BAD BA-AD BAD BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME BAD BA-AD BAD BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME OH YOU A BAD MUTHAFUCKER I can't leave it up to God I know that's what some gotta do What kinda man Would I be without rules? Something like you But nothing like you, cos you're a BAD BA-AD BAD BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME BAD OH YOU BA-AD BAD BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME BAD BA-AD BAD BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME BAD OH YOU BA-AD BAD BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME OH YOU A BAD MUTHAFUCKER BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME OH YOU A BAD MUTHAFUCKER NOW!