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You can catch him sittin knowing that he's sinning
But knowing sinning gon give him what he's always missing
He starts to bill a spliff and slowing taking out the seeds
Slowing calculating how to perculate them p's
He's made a couple g's selling weed and selling e's
And to get it selling these he certainly moves neat
He rides his moped round the whole ends from dusk till dawn
He's got the weed head a pills heads lighting up his phone
He's got a ratchet that he loves to flick open and close
Hoping one day that it's gonna buss somebody clothes
Nobody really understands him nobody knows what's in his heart cause it never shows yo
He's got a dead beat dad, that beats his mum real bad
His mum sits home all day drinking and smoking fags
His mum said he aint shit probably do jail time and that's if he makes it to 25
CHORUS
Bad boy he's a bad boy
Catch him laying on his back getting head from cat listening to new rap like 50 and that
Word for word reciting like he's the real writer
Or shadow boxing in the mirror like a real fighter
The reason he's hurt is now lost like a lighter
The pain in his heart gets him drunk as mother yo
He gets another call then puts it in his balls
He passes the poster of 2pac on his bedroom wall
He don't really stop and cotch with the man dem
He said them man are waste man them man are loose cannons cause
They got the rebors he's got the real ting
He got the 38 with the grip and the case to put it in
He'd kill for his kicks or his whips or his friends
He'd kill for his dad even though he hates him
He'd kill for the reason of killing cause killings in
And he'd kill if opportunity rings
CHORUS
See his priorities are messed up, if he doesn't realise that then his luck'll be up
Cause he wants to be remembered like Tony Montana
But he's forgetting that he'll end up dead like Tony Montana
Life is a game and he's playing to lose he aint knowing the rules thinking they don't apply to him
But its love yea and it's the love that will keep him
Keep him filled to the brim although he's living in sin
His mind believes he's a product of the things he's sees
Nobody told him he's a free as the air he breathes
As simply as it sounds this is history he aint the first and he won't be the last
Cause I've seen a few going nowhere fast yea
I've seen a few going nowhere fast
A life upraised is a life unsure always looking for help but expecting closed doors that why he's
Usted puede coger él sittin sabiendo que él está pecando
Pero sabiendo gon pecadores darle lo que siempre ha perdido
Él comienza a facturar a un porro y la desaceleración de sacar las semillas
Disminuir el cálculo de la forma de perculate P
Él ha hecho la venta de una hierba g la pareja y la venta electrónica de
Y para conseguir que la venta de estos sin duda se mueve limpio
Él va en su ronda de ciclomotor los extremos enteros desde el atardecer hasta el amanecer
Tiene la cabeza de malas hierbas a las pastillas se dirige la iluminación de su teléfono
Él tiene un trinquete que le encanta chasquear de apertura y cierre
Con la esperanza de un día que va a la ropa de bus alguien
En realidad, nadie lo entiende nadie sabe lo que hay en su corazón hacer que yo nunca muestra
Tiene un padre muerto golpea, que golpea a su madre muy mal
Su madre se sienta en casa todo el día bebiendo y maricones fumadores
Su madre dijo que no es una mierda, probablemente hacer tiempo en la cárcel y eso si que lo hace a 25
CORO
Bad boy es un chico malo
Atraparlo por la espalda recibiendo la cabeza de un gato escuchando rap de nuevo, como 50 y que
Palabra por palabra recitar como si fuera el verdadero escritor
O boxeo de sombra en el espejo como un verdadero luchador
La razón por la que está herido se ha perdido como un lighter
El dolor en su corazón
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Speech Debelle
Bad Boy
Bad Boy
You can catch him sittin knowing that he's sinning
But knowing sinning gon give him what he's always missing
He starts to bill a spliff and slowing taking out the seeds
Slowing calculating how to perculate them p's
He's made a couple g's selling weed and selling e's
And to get it selling these he certainly moves neat
He rides his moped round the whole ends from dusk till dawn
He's got the weed head a pills heads lighting up his phone
He's got a ratchet that he loves to flick open and close
Hoping one day that it's gonna buss somebody clothes
Nobody really understands him nobody knows what's in his heart cause it never shows yo
He's got a dead beat dad, that beats his mum real bad
His mum sits home all day drinking and smoking fags
His mum said he aint shit probably do jail time and that's if he makes it to 25
CHORUS
Bad boy he's a bad boy
Catch him laying on his back getting head from cat listening to new rap like 50 and that
Word for word reciting like he's the real writer
Or shadow boxing in the mirror like a real fighter
The reason he's hurt is now lost like a lighter
The pain in his heart gets him drunk as mother yo
He gets another call then puts it in his balls
He passes the poster of 2pac on his bedroom wall
He don't really stop and cotch with the man dem
He said them man are waste man them man are loose cannons cause
They got the rebors he's got the real ting
He got the 38 with the grip and the case to put it in
He'd kill for his kicks or his whips or his friends
He'd kill for his dad even though he hates him
He'd kill for the reason of killing cause killings in
And he'd kill if opportunity rings
CHORUS
See his priorities are messed up, if he doesn't realise that then his luck'll be up
Cause he wants to be remembered like Tony Montana
But he's forgetting that he'll end up dead like Tony Montana
Life is a game and he's playing to lose he aint knowing the rules thinking they don't apply to him
But its love yea and it's the love that will keep him
Keep him filled to the brim although he's living in sin
His mind believes he's a product of the things he's sees
Nobody told him he's a free as the air he breathes
As simply as it sounds this is history he aint the first and he won't be the last
Cause I've seen a few going nowhere fast yea
I've seen a few going nowhere fast
A life upraised is a life unsure always looking for help but expecting closed doors that why he's
Speech Debelle
Bad Boy
Bad Boy
Usted puede coger él sittin sabiendo que él está pecando
Pero sabiendo gon pecadores darle lo que siempre ha perdido
Él comienza a facturar a un porro y la desaceleración de sacar las semillas
Disminuir el cálculo de la forma de perculate P
Él ha hecho la venta de una hierba g la pareja y la venta electrónica de
Y para conseguir que la venta de estos sin duda se mueve limpio
Él va en su ronda de ciclomotor los extremos enteros desde el atardecer hasta el amanecer
Tiene la cabeza de malas hierbas a las pastillas se dirige la iluminación de su teléfono
Él tiene un trinquete que le encanta chasquear de apertura y cierre
Con la esperanza de un día que va a la ropa de bus alguien
En realidad, nadie lo entiende nadie sabe lo que hay en su corazón hacer que yo nunca muestra
Tiene un padre muerto golpea, que golpea a su madre muy mal
Su madre se sienta en casa todo el día bebiendo y maricones fumadores
Su madre dijo que no es una mierda, probablemente hacer tiempo en la cárcel y eso si que lo hace a 25
CORO
Bad boy es un chico malo
Atraparlo por la espalda recibiendo la cabeza de un gato escuchando rap de nuevo, como 50 y que
Palabra por palabra recitar como si fuera el verdadero escritor
O boxeo de sombra en el espejo como un verdadero luchador
La razón por la que está herido se ha perdido como un lighter
El dolor en su corazón
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
