Lyrics:
What?
Uh
The Bad
Yeah
The Evil
The Bad (yo, yo, yo)
The Evil
Put 'em together
Yo, if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothin' to strip
If
on that bitch
Then he like why I put dinosaurs on that shit?
What is your brain even saying?
Can he get to the point?
Hold up brain you just did it
[ INTRO: Juvenile ]
What's up whodie?
This Juvenile Nino, Cash Money Millionaire
Doin this here
My boys from the ATL, Jim Crow
And we all should
slangin rocks
and holdin glocks stolen from the cops to get props
You gotta split a top, on the regular
or get plugged in your mug, from a slug, by your
Juvenile:
I hate to be doin' 5 but 10 even worse
I'ma take it before the district attourney strike first
Beside he know what I did
Little shorty hood, a little nigga no good
My twenty-five weighs a ton so run
I'm cockin back on your black ass be and it's like that
wack MC's, in camps like ex-marines
Why the fuck you think you went home and had bad dreams
Of horrifying things, that your ass never seen before?
(Verse 1)
Hate this life we chose
I cannot be yours
You don’t even love yourself
But you think that you can fix me
Still acting like you sixteen
a day it's been
Dear diary, it's been just like a dream
Dear diary, what a day it's been
Dear diary, it's been just like a dream
Dear diary, today I'm
know no doctors can prescribe
You'll drink it up like water
We won't charge you London prices just to rent this space
It's for everyone, don't worry what
Ha, ha, ha
Oh, damn
Now bop to this
Oh Yeah
Ya'll know what this is
Flame on
Juvenile
Drag-on
Flame on
And now Swizz, Swizz Beatz yeah
rum up
I'm a find me some new p****, and buy me a Four-Runner
I walk wit a limp, 'cause my nuts heavy
And I like it from tha back so hold your butt
you got a rope to hang yourself
I rob for self, from Brooklyn, where else
Fat like a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troop
Not even Lois Lnae could get
I'ma turn up and go
Wide open shots like
Activating all my
Come and get the
Since a Juvenile knew the
Still hitting shots like
Still activating my
keep the lies to a minimal, just read your interview
I cant help but ask "What?s gotten into dude?"
Media training, but he don?t know how that go
It
reebok sportin'
Expedition corner spender
Big fine woman bender, put the weight in the blender
Got big bags by rillas,
Shiesty like a splinter,
was a young fool
And then they didn't believe it was little Juv
Then the thing I did made you change your mind
Like freak named Sharon
Said she was big
give a fuck
I'm playin' the yard ox taped to my nuts
Ready to self destruct lord I don't want to die
But what powered your honor to hit me with 25
I
with fine tunin'
Duel of the Iron Mic bound to spark fusion
Movin' at the speed of light, nice at what I'm doin'
Drop it in ya brain like spice,
sayin?
DEB: Oh, my nigga, I ????? to do the shit by myself!
JT: Shit, do what, what you bout to do, man?
DEB: Tell these people bout this muthafuckin
nigga
little one that's a wrap
Watch niggaz step up when I bust a cap
Niggaz drop like (whistle) splat
keep joking here and gone show you what I'm
finga up when I'm after you
Now I strap a big dick by the Girbaud sign
You heard I'm fuckin yo bitch, so you grabbin yo 9
Movin up like you got it on yo
If your own brother blood was taken by, your enemy, Steve?
Who has been looking all around for you!
But too much beng beng
Show some love a-town
slangin' rocks
And holdin' glocks stolen from the cops to get props
You gotta split a top on the regular
Or get plugged in your mug, from a slug, by
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