Bad Guy
Controlled Chaos, RUDA, Ambrxse
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(Nekk? Yeah, nekk Oh?) I been through so much shit (shit) Sometimes it's hard to exist (exist) I been backstabbed, fucking lied to That's why this pistols on hip (that's right) With 8 or 9 in the clip I keep one in the chamber (bow) For immediate danger Or a mufucking traitor (get em) Shit you the one who wanted this beef bitch And I am the waiter (ha!) Better do your family a favor And stay in the house Cuz it's safer (pussy) But I'll still run up in yo shit And slice your bitch with this razor Then fuckin pull out the blazer (pow) And make you open the safe up I put this pistol to his head I swear I don't know what to do Should I shoot him dead or let him live, well that depends on if I can get rid of the memories and live no remorse Should've watched what he was saying now I'm here to bury a corpse I had to get my head right I struggled with too many sleepless nights Never thought I'd ask for help And then struggle with the fight of my life They wrapped my wrist in shackles (the f*ck) And then started reading me rights (sign here) How can I sign these forms If I can't even grab the pen to write Next they strapped me in a jacket (the f*ck) Acted like I wanted to fight (chill) Thought I was flight risk The only risk was my lust for the knife (sick) They said I sold my soul to the devil I said you prolly right If I had to chance to get up out this hell (where do I sign) Then yeah I probably might I put this pistol to my head I swear I don't know what to do And if my trigger finger slips well that depends on if I can get rid of the memories and live without remorse I closed my eyes and saw my kids then I heard my mothers voice I grew up fussing and fighting (cott) Fucking ducking indictments (tell 'em) I was a street kid Tryna get rid Of these fuckin refinements (ahh) Now I feel like a giant (damn) When me and ruda start rhyming I hit the booth and I black out With eyes blood red like a hydrant (Ambrxse) I got stories from a troubled past some I haven't told yet (I don't know) Waking up from bad dreams covered in a cold sweat (for real) Nightmares of bloodshed Right before the sunset (damn) Had to kill my past life now I just got this one left I put this pistol to his head I swear I don't know what to do Should I shoot him dead or let him live, well that depends on if I can get rid of the memories and live no remorse Should've watched what he was saying now I'm here to bury a corpse I put this pistol to my head I swear I don't know what to do And if my trigger finger slips well that depends on if I can get rid of the memories and live without remorse I closed my eyes and saw my kids then I heard my mothers voice
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Written by: Dylan Ambrose, Jeffery Rudacille
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