Bad news is come to town
He's walking
three feet off the ground
He's ordering another round.
Bound by his own ideas,
Lost, doesn't know
where she is found.
Bad news is fighting mad
He went and lost
the biggest prize
he ever had
But a prizefighter
can't be sad
When he smiles under
golden lights and lamps
Taking daylight fights
again and again.
Bad news is come to town
He's walking
three feet off the ground
He's ordering another round.
Bound by his own ideas,
Lost, doesn't know
where she is gone.
Bad news is fighting mad
He went and lost
the biggest prize
he ever had
But a prizefighter
can't be sad
When he smiles under
golden lights and lamps
Taking daylight fights
again and again.
Ha ha ha come on bad news ha ha
Well bad news travels like wild fire goodnews travels slow
They all call me Wildfire ha ha cause everybody knows
I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always gettin' in a trouble and leaving little girls that hate to see me go
They tried to hang me in Oakland and the did in Francisco
But I wouldn't choke I broke their rope and they had to let me go
Cause I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always gettin' in a trouble and leaving little girls that hate to see me go
Now from north to south east to west the story is the same
From one state to another I have to change my name
Cause I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always gettin' in a trouble and leaving little girls that hate to see me go
[ dobro ]
Well now I've picked peaches in Georgia I lumberjacked in Maine
I've been hired fired and jailed in any town you can name
Cause I'm bad news everywhere I go
Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Tray pound's in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house,
bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
[Lloyd Banks]
I get little man mad cause I'm flossin' bad
I ain't a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab
I talk money cause it costs to brag
Round here bitches walk round here at the horse's head (?)
Rap it get your face stuck on them bricks
I don't really like to exercise but I'll push up on a bitch
Y'all sweet like 99 bananas
That's why I got 99 niggaz wit 99 hammers
They all want a nigga to stop
Cause I rap slick enough to slip the ring off of Vivica Fox
I'm just a playa that found out where the cokes know
That's why I'mma be around longer than the Oprah show
You and your man y'all both should know
That all it takes is a finger to send you where the ghosts go
Shit I been hated since the 5th grade
that's why my best friend the tray pound, a ice pick, and a switch blade
[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Tony's back at it again)
[Tony Yayo]
Rule number one pick a target and study him for weeks
See where they rest at and lay with their peeps
Now you got the drop, know their daily routine
So the 2nd rule please leave the crime scene please
3rd rule pick a day, 4th rule pick a time
5th rule pick a fifth, 6th rule pick a nine
And the seventh rule make sure your sidearm sweet
So when the shootout you leave him 6 feet deep
8th meet in a fast car with disguise
Use a ski mask with shades on your eyes
9th rule don't say shit cause Po-Po listen
Fuck around you end up being stuck in the system
And the 10th rule don't put a tag on a broken heart
Just put a toe-tag on your mark
And rule number 11, you caught a body but you not a legend
You better watch where you heading
[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
[50 cent]
Go ahead go against me I'll hurt your feelings
Stones in my cross the size of your earrings
My confidence level's high nigga can't tell
Licking my lips at cha bitch like im L L.
I smile like a nigga in jail receiving mail
Better yet like nigga Bookers that made bail
From day one I came in the game they said I was hot
They got scared, 'Cent got money', and I got shot
You so much pressure on me when you compare me to Pac
I'm just a new kid, I can't help that I'm hot
What little niggaz say to 50 cent don't matter
I'll fire shots at the ship and watch the seas scatter
my enemies never turn into friends, my friends turn into enemies
you scared then get the fuck around me
Record execs know not to play with my checks
I come through with my knife cause I'm a pain your neck (YEAH!)
[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Tray pound's in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Bad news black day there's been
A wreck on the highway
Drivin' fast in distress hit a curve
And died in the darkness
He'll never know how much
I lose bad news
Bad news sirens whine he rode
The devil down the white line
Johnny Walker by his side
Always out there lookin' for the last ride
He'll never know how much
Ha ha ha come on bad news ha ha
Well bad news travels like wild fire goodnews travels slow
They all call me Wildfire ha ha cause everybody knows
I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always gettin' in a trouble and leaving little girls that hate to see me go
They tried to hang me in Oakland and the did in Francisco
But I wouldn't choke I broke their rope and they had to let me go
Cause I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always gettin' in a trouble and leaving little girls that hate to see me go
Now from north to south east to west the story is the same
From one state to another I have to change my name
Cause I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always gettin' in a trouble and leaving little girls that hate to see me go
[ dobro ]
Well now I've picked peaches in Georgia I lumberjacked in Maine
I've been hired fired and jailed in any town you can name
Cause I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always gettin' in a trouble and leaving little girls that hate to see me go
(Emmylouy Harris/Paul Kennerley)
Bad news black day
Ther's been a wreck on the highway
Drivin' fast in distress
Hit a curve and died in the darkness
He'll never know how much I lose
Bad news
Bad news sirens whine
He rode the devil down the white line
Johnny Walker by his side
Always our there lookin' for the last ride
He'll never know how much I lose
Bad news
Come on, bad news
Well, bad news travels like wild fire
Good news travels slow
They all call me 'Wildfire' 'cause everybody knows
I'm bad news, everywhere I go
Always gettin' in a trouble
And leaving little girls
That hate to see me go
They tried to hang me in Oakland
And they did in Francisco
But I wouldn't choke, I broke their rope
And they had to let me go
Cause I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always gettin' in a trouble
And leaving little girls
That hate to see me go
Now from north to southeast
To west the story is the same
From one state to another
I have to change my name
Cause I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always gettin' in a trouble
And leaving little girls
That sure hate to see me go
Well, now I've picked peaches in Georgia
I lumber jacked in Maine
I've been hired, fired and jailed
In any town you can name
Cause I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always gettin' in a trouble
And leaving little girls
Guess i'm doing something wrong
Never feel right in these shoes
Pocket full of matches and a head full of flames
Got to warn you that i'm bad news
She tucks me in and then she screams
"one day you will have to choose
Either take care of me or take care of you
And don't pretend you're not bad news"
Come on now i'll take you home
You don't have a thing to lose
But stick around long enough and you'll find out
I am nothing but bad news
You can never change where you're from
No matter who i will accuse
I'm gonna get on with a better life
And one day i won't be bad news
It's the same everyday when i wake up
It's the same in the way that you
Gave me up
In the middle of a swan dive
And i was soaring down
(Gary Moore)
Na-ha-ha.
Bad news ain't no use.
So keep your thoughts to yourself.
You're a sad excuse, subject for abuse.
Gotta throw you back up on the shelf.
I never lied, I never tried,
I gave my love to your wholesale.
And when the times start looking good,
it never seems to fail.
You bring me bad news.
I'm often rude, loving you.
This time you made your last mistake.
I cut loose from running news.
They strangle every breath I take.
I never lied, I never tried.
I gave my love to your wholesale.
And when the times start looking good,
it never seems to fail.
You bring me bad news.
I'll write the news from now on, honey.
Yeah-yeah.
Ah, na-na.
Na-na-na-na.
I'm often rude, loving you.
This time you made your last mistake.
I've broken loose from running news.
They strangle every breath I take.
I never lied, I never tried.
I gave my love to your wholesale.
And when the times start looking good,
it never seems to fail.
You bring me bad news.
Ha-ha-ha-ha.
Looks like I'll be writing the news from now on, honey.
Yeah, never fails.
You bring me bad news.
That's right.
Ooh, no news is good news, for me to say.
Yeah, your news is good to me blues.
Ah, yeah, I never lied.
Bad news, bad news, bad news.
Yeah, hooh, never fails.
My turn, you get in the rain.
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-bad news.
Have it your way.
Never let me say.
Just bring me bad news,
that's right.
Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad news.
Aough, aough, aough.
A billion people died on the news tonight
but not so many cried at the terrible sight
well mama said, "it's just make believe,
you can't believe everything you see
so baby, close your eyes to the lullabies
on the news tonight"
Who's the one to decide that it would be alright?
To put the music behind the news tonight?
well Mama said, "you cant believe everything you hear
the diagetic world is so unclear so baby, close your ears
on the news tonight, on the news tonight
The unobtrusive tones on the news tonight."
And Mama said, mmmmm-mmmmm
"Why don't the newscasters cry when they read about people who die?
At least they could be decent enough to put just a tear in their eyes"
and Mama said, "it's just make believe you can't believe everything you see
Brigade jump on a couple of punks
Nigga, we bad news
(We bad news, nigga)
To beef for real
If you step our way it's on
Anybody, everybody (Oh shit)
Come on
Brigade jump on a couple of punks
That's how we're moving it moving it moving it
To beef for real
If you step our way it's on
Anybody, everybody (That's right)
Come on
We breaking every rule in the book
Illegal crooks that got your mind shook
Kon done with spells up
Poisonous cook
The Kon Artis
Make way for the hell raiser
Mysterious neighbor
Cuttin throats with broke Coke
Bottles and rusty razors
I ain't the one to save you in a crisis
I kick you while you're down
Snatch you up and ask you who's the nicest
Better say me
Or I'll put your next to some vice crips
And squeeze until they lifeless
I stayin confidence with my mind
About being good or evil
I'm deceitful
Lethal when I leave you
Dead inside your blood brother
When your hand for help reaches out
We just chuckle
Now where the fuck of how we is as individuals
We raise wrong
Politics and poverty got us head strong
You dead wrong
If you think you'll make it out with all your limbs
Grab your camera
So we can put this on film
Don't get cut into hundreds over some dumb shit
I advise you to run quick cuz we run this
Guns click on the reg reg
Put MCs on they death beads
Either that or leavin' 'em walking on peg legs
In various locations
I'll be wylin' out at places
I'm why they're running out
Of handicap parking spaces
Intense dreams
You want suspense? It's endless
How I massacre crews
Leave you solo and friendless
Contact lens less then lifeless
The trifest MC
You never wanna fight with
Or rock a mic with
Carry a knife with
Da Brigade on the night shift
Pack this big dick that I use to fuck your wife with
You ain't the nicest
Derelicts with intelligence
Leaving your grill wide open like pelicans
Just wait
My words penetrate through your vertebrate
Til it snap your neck brace
And crack your chest plate
You studies wanna job like assets
Rough is ready to start teaching niggas
In ass whippin' classes
Breaking glasses
Damage crews by the masses
Shit talking like Cassius
Get in your E-Class and dash bitch
Kon Artis
The only man that can expand the cervix
With the tip of my bone
Get in your girl and keep fucking
Until she starts screaming "Leave me alone"
Walking predacone
Looking for weak grade to set it on
From dusk til dawn I bomb
Went through hell and remain calm
The devils to stir us to fight me
Just to see what type of shit that I was on
Those bastards is why they got burnt
And turned into crisp XXXXX
With lyrics hotter than lava comes
It's urgent
That she splurge with
Before I merge with
Kuniva will make ya nerves emerge and split
Heard me bitch
You weren't worthy with the mic
Is why I snatch it
And people think and praise with words that I like
With things that I say on you
You need someone to spar with
Put you in the back of my trunk
Get in my car trick
Running with nothing but thugs
With the fug
We more dangerous than L.A. cops with big clubs
Who's arresting you when you're drunk
You sick munk
Spitting up bills scriptures and gumps
Till you punks get the picture
Get it?
If rap was a whore you couldn't hit it
I make it my business
Twenty four seven to try and stick it
Gotta get it
I gotta give it to you non-stop
Bombs drop lyrical warfare we onslaught
Dead bodies rot
We making your body rock
Licking them off like lollipops
That the shotty pop
Kuniva snatch rolex chains, watches and anklets
Dissin' the stank bitch
Packing heaters to make you thank quick
Now ain't this
Something you don't want a piece of
Don't worry about waiting these ones
I can't sleep, you treat me so bad
I can't sleep, you make me so mad
I can't sleep, you bring me bad news
You bring me bad news
Don't tell the truth, just tell me some lies
Maybe I'll live, maybe I'll die
I can't sleep, you make me so mad
I can't sleep, you make me so mad
Bad news, you bring me bad news, you bring me bad news
Don't tell the truth, just tell me some lies
Maybe I'll live, maybe I'll die
(repeat this verse again)
Bad news, you bring me bad news
Time
no sense of time
no sense of no one
me and the endless sky.
Scenes
the fading scenes
the world that I've seen
a shade of transiency
Heaven
back to heaven
it's back on my mind
back with me.
should I stay or should I stumble
should I pray or should I run
to find a place
to live somehow.
Time
no sense of time
no sense of no one
me and the endless sky.
dreams
I'm giving in
sweat on my skin
whatever it is you think you are
you aren't:
a good friend, unique, well-read
good-looking, or smart
well now you know
well I hate to be the one to bear such bad news
I know it hurts to hear
but it's true
you don't mean anything
to anyone but me
and even I think
that you're blinded by conceit
so now you know
free beer
and basement shows
don't mean you've made it
it's what you do
not who you were, what you wear, where you've been
so do something
whoever you think is watching you dance
from across the room
they aren't
if anything, they feel sorry for you
'cause you try so hard
I know it hurts to hear
but it's the truth
so you might as well hear it
from a friend
you're a has-been
that never was
I know it's mean to say
but it's something I've been meaning to say to you
for a while
you're a has-been
that never was
Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news
Tray pound's in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news
[Lloyd Banks]
a made the lil man mad cause I'm flossin' bad
I ain't a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab
I talk money cause it costs to brag
Around here bitches walk around wit the hair outta a horses head
Rap it get your face stuck on them bricks
I don't really like to exercise but I'll push up on a bitch
Y'all sweet like ninety-nine bananas
that`s why I got ninety-nine niggaz wit ninety-nine hammers
They all want a nigga to stop
Cause I rap slick enough to slip the ring off of Vivica Fox
I'm just a playa that found out where the coaches know
That's why I'ma be around longer than the hope foe sho
You and your man y'all both should know
That all it takes is a finger to send you where the ghosts go
Shit I been hated since the fifth grade
That's why my best friend the tray pound, a ice pick, and a switch blade
[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Tony's back at it again)
[Tony Yayo]
Rule number one pick a target and study him for weeks
See where they rest at and lay with their peeps
Now you got the drop, know their daily routine
So the second rule please leave the crime scene clean
Third rule pick a day, fourth rule pick a time
Fifth rule pick a fifth, sixth rule pick a nine
And the seventh rule make sure your sidearm sweet
So when the shootout you leave him six feet deep
Eighth meet in a fast car with disguise
Use a ski mask with shades on your eyes
Ninth rule don't say shit cause po-po listen
Fuck around you end up being stuck in the system
And the tenth rule don't put a tag on a broken heart
Just put a toe-tag on your mark
And rule number 11, you pulled a body but you not a legend
You better watch where you heading
[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
[50 Cent]
Go ahead go against me I'll hurt your feelings
Stones in my cross the size of your earrings
My confidence level's high nigga can't tell
Lickin my lips at ya bitch like I'm L-L
I smile like a nigga in jail receiving mail
Better yet like nigga Bookers that made bail
From day one I came in the game they said I was hot
They got scared, "Cent got money," and I got shot
You put pressure on me when you compare me to 'Pac
I'm just a new kid, I can't help that I'm hot
What little niggaz say to 50 cent don't matter
I'll fire shots at the ship and watch the sheeps scatter
My enemies never turn into friends, my friends turn into enemies
You scared then get the fuck around me
Record execs, know not to play wit my check
I come through with my knife cause I'm a pain your neck (YEAH!)
[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news
Tray pound's in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house, bad news
I got some bad news, here comes the hit squad
I got some bad news, here comes the hit squad
I got some bad news, here comes the hit squad
I got some bad news, here comes the hit squad
I got some bad news, here comes the hit squad
I got some bad news, here comes the hit squad
I got some bad news, here comes the hit squad
I got some bad news, here comes the hit squad
Well, it?s the boogie banger at your service
My crew got niggas nervous, son the word is
We on some rule the world shit like Kervis
Blow, yo I get dough, la Rockafella, nigga please
I got more cheese than mozzarella kicks it Accapella
I swella fuck up on some other shit, rougher shit
I?ma hold it down and take a puff of this
Greenery, keep the scenery, didn?t seem to be in order for thee
Flip the slaughter, fuck a quarter nigga
A second wasted is a dollar lost
Peep the rhyme holocaust, servin' cocktails by Molitor
So PMD, ahh, when you ready then you?re wilin'
Pick up the steel and hold it down for strong island
It?s PMD up in the sector, I wreck the microphonin'
I?m quick to pull a tek and snap that neck and leave ya moanin'
Kid I?m zonin', it?s on and I?m back up on the block
Aiyo, we represent the sewer, son, I represent the dock
Plus I knock, niggas out the box, quickly
Kid I?m strictly motherfuckin' business so get wit me
Yo, scratch hit me so I can do my thing and blow the spot
It?s that nigga Krayzie, Drayzie come to show you what I got
Check the clock if you don?t know the fuckin' timin'
Well, I?m rhymin', I?m shinin' like a motherfuckin' diamond
Kill the whinin' 'cos I?m in effect like this
Yo son we bring it from the sewer
And yo, you know we never miss
The hit squad, ya shit?s harder every year
It?s diggity Das EFX and PMD to make it clear, yeah
What? ya catch a bullet in ya gut
And if you try to run you catch another one to your butt
Hut one two, hut three
We riggity rock the miggity microphone as you can see G
Uhh, what?
I got some bad news, here comes the hit squad
I got some bad news, here comes the hit squad
I got some bad news, here comes the hit squad
Bad news travels like wild fire good news travels slow
They all call me Ol' Wildfire cause everybody knows
That I'm bad news everywhere I go hm hm always gettin' in trouble ha ha
And leaving little girls who hate to see me go
Well I've picked peaches in Georgia I lumberjacked up in Maine
I've been hired and fired and jailed in any state you can name
Cause I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always gettin' in trouble ha ha ha and leaving little girls who hate to see me go
From north to south from east to west the story is the same
From one state to the other I have to change my name
Cause I'm bad news yeah everywhere I go
Yeah I'm always a gettin' in trouble ha ha ha
And leavin' little girls who hate to see me go
Well they tried to hang me up in Oakland and they did in San Frisco
But I wouldn't choke and I broke their rope and they had to let me go
Cause I'm bad news everywhere I go
Every time I turn on the TV click to the news and I see is bad things happening
People dying and people killing
and everybody amplifying destruction and chaos all around the world
Every time I see it it makes my stomach curl
We've gotta make up for all the mistakes that have been made
and the way the media portrays the day
in the life of someone else as some stupid celebrity
the media takes a good story and pumps it full of evil
and i'm getting fed up with the whole deal
and everyday people are upset with the world itself
and i'm stuck in the middle of a growing trend
where friends aren't friends until the end
they'll stab each other in the back for little recognition
before they know what to do they're down to zero and nobody wants to know them
[Chorus:]
Freight train headed for me
and i can't see a thing
freight train headed for me
freight train of destruction like a punch in the face
News at 6 o'clock eleven eleven thirty
all i see is people dying
CNN and all the terrorists
when will this cycle of shit begin to end?
Every time i look at the news paper
i see the headlines saying things and jumping out at me
more modern war stories, more things to worry about
the list is piling up and it seems that i can't do a thing about it
the media makes fun of it and we have to live it
Every time I turn on the TV click to the news and I see it's some bad things happening
People dying and people killing
and everybody amplifying destruction and chaos all around the world
Every time I see it it makes my stomach curl
On some mentioning of thoughts of mid twenties tangent plots
Those sad feathery talks that float in on all that
Tattered teenage applause clapped out further with no pause
On collegiate palms of course their hands so soft
Ancient postures of awe for low level modern shocks
Now happening a lot like any synaptic
Cavalry's typical barrage on your tired soul
You can not shrug it off, just start your inconsequential white withdrawal
It's bad new for you, haven't felt this way in a long time
Haven't felt this way in a long time
Bad news for you, haven't felt this way in a long time
Haven't felt this way in a long time
Cautious sticks stuck in fictitious craws capsized on your chatty shores
Half deaf, half seem worse yet you still keep talking
In between coughing fits and soon to be heimliched bits
Of Ideas which you could not yet digest
Put that rag to your face, lay down that's a better pace
Go back to cliches like "I should kill myself" or "I should lose some weight"
I'm sure either way you'd feel just the very same
Quiet now someone's coming
Bad news for you, Haven't felt this way in a long time
Haven't felt this way in a long time
Bad news for you, haven't felt this way in a long time
Haven't felt this way in a long time
Bad new for you
Haven't felt this way in a long time
Baby, you ain't a man
Cause my heart's carried in your hand
Any fool can see
I love my misery
Bad news
It's born in my blood
Bad news
Some live to undo
Some live to be undone
My sky is growing dark
I feed on my own heart
Bad news
It's born in my blood
Bad news
Mama, tell me what is wrong
That every time I sing this song
You know I find you on my mind
Bad news
Whispers of what you've done
Crazy I bought a gun
My fingers to your window
Whiskey's on my clothes
I'm bad news
It's born in my blood
Bad news
Bad news for you
Because I'm after you
And behind you (and around you)
And all this time I've been one step ahead of you
You've never had a clue
What I could do to you
Now the time has come for you to pay your dues
This ain't a movie set
You're gonna lose your bet
Bitch you are not even gonna make me sweat
Next time your get inside
Your living room
All you're gonna hear is "boom"
And I'll make you bleed
I wanna hear you scream
Tonight
Until we see the morning lights
Bad news for you
Why would I join you,
When I can beat you?
You trynna make a move and Ima slaughter you
You better lock the door
You did start this war
When I'm done with you you're gonna hug the floor
Medical report
You will need support
I really wanna see you when your lip is split
If you're still talking shit
Throwing another fit
D'you really think that you can you take my hit?
Bitch!
And I'll make you bleed
I wanna hear you scream
Tonight
Until we see the morning light
You're going down
Going down, going down
You're going down
Going down, going down
You won't be the same
You'll just be a
Distant light and you'll watch me walk away
You'll remember my name
The one you betrayed
When I'll walk through the
Neon lights of L.A.
You won't be the same
You'll just be a
Stack bundles
Farrock
Desert storm
Stack bun's in the game (bad news)
Far rock in the game (bad news)
Rrs in the game (bad news)
Squad up (bad news)
Stack bun's in the game (bad news)
Far rock in the game (bad news)
Rrs in the game (bad news)
I'm not somethin you use to, the rap boy george is here
Grey slr with the doors in air
Understand when the rock in here
That squad up got the whole game shook like rocking chairs
It's exactly who u thought it would be
American me with two four-fives like a quarter to three
I send chiks across da border to re
Still playin with water tryna stretch it come holla at me
For that scratch I'll peel your potato
I ain't running with the G-unit but I fucks with Yayo
I know you heard about the gorgeous one serving em base
From the land of father Mc and third base
Son I'm taking em back to days of Illmatic
Reebok blacktops when feins was called addicts
Stuck with my bad habbits
Same ol' white tee
Rainbow diamonds I'm Italian icey
Notorious son I'm far from a chump
Let the tech twenty-two play machine gun funk
I'm exactly what the game was missing
These lames is pissin
Me off
You could blame Clue for this one
Way before this rap shit I was wild
On my grind
Sold more purple pills than Em and D12
See him in V-12's
Gettin detailled
While y'all playing with Washington's like Denzel
Know niggas don't really wanna see me do my thing
Old school hair bone
Got the throwback bling
Now y'all calling me the throwback king
I latin the Air one's to match with the throwback kings
See I'm eatin
White tee mustard ketchup stains
Pardon me that's just my chain
Got canaries all over the front
And the rubbies got the virgin looking like it's dat time of the month (Stop playing)
Stop playin you lil cockmouth fuckers
The game is over
Stack bundles (I'm here now)
Gimme the bad news
Yea, tell it to me straight
I can take it
I'll start on the countdown
I've got about a minute left for you
Someday, I'm gonna laugh it off until I cry
Someway, I'm going to get on with my life
So gimme the bad news baby
Now don't make me wait
I wanna know that I'm your biggest mistake
Gimme the bad news baby
Now don't turn away
I know the truth no matter what you say
Gimme the bad news, the bad news today
So tell me how it feels when you fake it
You nearly ought to hang around
And even if there's nothing left to do
Yea, go on
Let me see you act like the king of truth
Yea, be strong
I'm gonna leave it up to you
So gimme the bad news baby
Now don't make me wait
I wanna know that I'm your biggest mistake
Gimme the bad news baby
Now don't turn away
I know the truth no matter what you say
Gimme the bad news, the bad news today
Tell it to me loud
That you can't take it
Yea, scream it out loud
We're going down
I wanna stay and shout
Now gimme something to do
So gimme the bad news baby
So gimme the bad news baby
Now don't make me wait
I wanna know that I'm your biggest mistake
Gimme the bad news baby
Now don't turn away
I know the truth no matter what you say
Gimme the bad news, the bad news today
Gimme the bad news today
So gimme the bad news
Yea, tell it to me straight
Now I'm driving down the freeway and every single car
seems to be moving in my way.
That's the feeling I get every time I'm in direct route
towards your place.
Hell, we both know I probably won't show anyway.
What's the sense in lying? It's half the part of
trying.
Here's the best part- I'm right beside your driveway
waiting in the dark.
Hope your family's fast asleep so we don't get caught.
I miss when they still thought I wasn't bad news.
I'll take a couple shots to kill my nerves.
Or I could just drive away.
Save us both the trouble.
Save it for another day, with more lies and more
fights.
Setback further from the place we used to love.
I wish that we could just stop this cycle.
We could just stop this cycle.
Oh, what I'd give to get back every second of my life
spent driving on the mass pike.
Can't help but wish to hijack the nearest construction
crane.
Take a wrecking ball to a bridge until it falls into
the left lane.
Then seal the right lane up, a six car pile up, your
time was coming but...
Here's the best part- you're waiting there alone all
night in the dark.
The traffic turned out to be much worse than I thought.
I miss when you still thought I wasn't bad news.
I'll take a couple hits to kill my nerves.
Or I could just drive away.
Save us both the trouble.
Save it for another day, with more lies and more
fights.
Setback further from the place we used to love.
I wish that we could just stop this cycle.
Here's the best part
I had a feeling shit would go to hell from the start.
Half of me will always think you knew you'd get caught.
I think I'll always be good news for people who love
bad news.
It's my fate's sick sad truth.
Here's the best part
I had a feeling shit would go to hell from the start.
Half of me will always think you knew you'd get caught.
I think I'll always be good news for people who love
bad news.
It's my fate's...
Or I could just drive away.
Save us both the trouble.
Save it for another day, with more lies and more
fights.
Setback further from the place we used to love.
I wish that we could just stop this cycle.
Save us both the trouble, save it for another.
[Chorus:]
Bad News travels fast
and if it's about you you'll probably hear 'bout it last
but when they press up
and check up
and they ask
you gotta keep perspective on the future and the past
and laugh
while they keep talkin'
talk, talk, talkin,
chicken heads keep squawkin'
power of the spoken word is infinite
you can tell
cuz people are always talking
talking on the run, talking while walking,
talking in line, talking in circles,
talking in time all over the world
talkin' 'bout whatever's on their mind- that's fine
talkin' 'bout who they hawkin, who they watchin, who they clockin,
who they heard was up to something poppin'
always talkin' about who they remember and who's forgotten
who's rockin' the set and who's floppin', droppin' out
talkin' 'bout people from the cradle to the coffin
talkin' 'bout people, talkin' 'bout people, talkin' 'bout people,
talkin' 'bout people non-stop talkin' often
[Chorus]
People talk shit
their minds reinforce it
spittin' out words and thoughts that are amorphous
pushin' sloppy sound out of their vocal orifice
like it ain't bein' recorded
sometimes a words scorch is worse than torches
whats more
is the talk aint uniform or rehearsed
it's the richest, the poorest,
from CEO boardrooms to porches to alley ways and gutters
from coast to coast, east to west, south to north
it's people talking of course!
like life is a courtroom
most bullshittin' from midnight to high noon and back again
Blacks and the Blacker thans
Whites and the Africans
far to little action far to much satisfaction
in philanderin' usin' sex like a sedative
repetitive like rhetoric
I'm bettin' ya think ya nice cuz you give free add-vice right?
but unless you got a tight alternative it's best to let it just live!
and raise the octave up to the positive
even though they try and stop you up
arteries cloggeded
the Black man targeted that's how they set it off, they said it
but in the end it will be only them that's effected by they negative vibe
I know it hurts, there is no indigestion worse
than that which comes from having to eat your own word(s),
I heard two(2) people need not bicker in a burning home
but some people know how to live everybodies life but their own so,
here's the poem dedicated
to the hatred propagated by the ill-fated
snakes that's waitin' in grass
those that talk the most got the least to say
but that ain't nothin' new
[Hook]
Baby, baby, I got the blues
Every time you come around said it's bad news
Baby, baby said I can't choose
Every time you come around said it's bad news
Bad news
The devil never wanna let go
She always want a riot when I get home
I knew it wasn't something I should try
Now all I do is run and hide
Bitch wanna kill my vibe like that rap song
Only difference when she stops she leave the track on
I knew it wasn't something I should try
Cause everything you do is such a crime
[Hook]
Baby, baby, I got the blues
Every time you come around said it's bad news
Baby, baby said I can't choose
Every time you come around said it's bad news
Bad news
When she step in, yo the fight's on
We be sexing even with the lights on
Then we look into each other's eyes
That's when I really start to wonder why
Now she naked tryina get close
But I don't think that I should get close
And I don't need to tell you why
Cause everything you do is such a crime
[Hook]
Baby, baby, I got the blues
Every time you come around said it's bad news
Baby, baby said I can't choose
Every time you come around said it's bad news
Bad news
You and I, could never share a last name
We not a good match, more like a bad flame
And it's a damn shame, the fact that we be arguing
And making up fucking each other making it harder when
All we need is peace, can we decrease the beef
Is there a reason while you see me like a evil beast
Equal people see eye to eye when they reach defeat
But you and go back and forth like the music on MTV
[Hook]
Baby, baby, I got the blues
Every time you come around said it's bad news
Baby, baby said I can't choose
Every time you come around said it's bad news
By the lonely prison wall.
I heard a young man calling
Nothing matters, Mary, when you're free,
Against the famine and the Crown
I rebelled, they shot us down
Now you must raise our child with dignity.
Low lie the fields of Athenry,
Where once we watched the small free birds fly.
Our love was on the wing,
We had dreams and songs to sing.
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.
By a lonely harbour wall
She watched the last star falling
And that prison ship sailed out against the sky
Sure she'll wait and hope and pray
For her love in Botany Bay
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.
Low lie the fields of Athenry,
Where once we watched the small free birds fly.
Our love was on the wing,
We had dreams and songs to sing.
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.
By the lonely prison wall.
I heard a young man calling
Nothing matters, Mary, when you're free,
Against the famine and the Crown
I rebelled, they shot us down
Now you must raise our child with dignity.
Low lie the fields of Athenry,
Where once we watched the small free birds fly.
Our love was on the wing,
We had dreams and songs to sing.
You make me feel like I've
Got my head in a noose
You make me feel like I'm
In court just to lose
You make me feel like I'm
Second hand next to you
You make me feel like I
Don't wanna feel for you
So I'm gonna count to three
And then I'll have to scream
You don't treat me the same
You always cheat to win this game
You don't know what it's like to lose
You're nothing but bad news
I make you feel like you've
Got your head in a spin
I make you feel like you're
In the race just to win
I make you feel like you're
On top of the world
I make you feel like you're
Getting younger not old
Now I'm gonna count to three
Then everybody scream
You don't treat me the same
You always cheat to win this game
You don't know what it's like to lose
You're nothing but bad news
You don't treat me the same
You always cheat to win this game
You don't know what it's like to lose
Hey man
You standing still with the telephone
in your hand
What's up? Who's to miss?
Let me tell you that waiting kills
Oh lord,
Today for free
Let me rest my legs and tongue
Who called?
Don't have no fear
I'll be silent like a tomb
Hey man
That's my job but I can love you
Like the sweetest wife
So don't stop
'cause I can see
Go on and tell me what went wrong
Let's go!
Forget your role and take me back to my place
I don't care about the cost
It's time for answers to be lighted up
Hey man
That's my job but I can love you
Like the sweetest wife
So don't stop
'cause I can see
Go on and tell me what went wrong
Hey man
You standing still with the telephone
in your hand
What's up? Who's to miss?
Let me tell you that waiting kills
My dear
I'm always wrong, and this time it ain't no different
So come on, please take me home
Bad News
It is here for you
But obviously
To everything and love ya, too...
Your body feels brand new
Life is good for you
Til they die for you're still singin' for
If his hook is in your mouth and he's got you...
He's got you,
He's got you!
He's got you.
I'm bad news
So the things I do
You let me in and I swear I'll prove to you
The medicine just won't go down.
Swallow again and again and again
And again
Bad news
It is here for you
Life is spread around
You're sparkling
Like a born again
A life example you
You know that's true
I call it pretty music
But my father keeps on callin' it the blues! ohhh ohh oh
Oh...
Callin' it for you...
He's callin' it the blues, ohh...
I'm bad news so the things I do...
Let me in and I swear I'll prove to you...
The medicine just won't go down.
Swallow again and again and again...
And again... oh... and again...
Oh... and again! oh!
Bad news
Bad news
Ohh...
Now bad news
Well I'm bad news!
Well I call it pretty music
Every time I turn on the TV click to the news and I see is bad things happening
People dying and people killing
and everybody amplifying destruction and chaos all around the world
Every time I see it it makes my stomach curl
We've gotta make up for all the mistakes that have been made
and the way the media portrays the day
in the life of someone else as some stupid celebrity
the media takes a good story and pumps it full of evil
and i'm getting fed up with the whole deal
and everyday people are upset with the world itself
and i'm stuck in the middle of a growing trend
where friends aren't friends until the end
they'll stab each other in the back for little recognition
before they know what to do they're down to zero and nobody wants to know them
(Chorus:)
Freight train headed for me
and i can't see a thing
freight train headed for me
freight train of destruction like a punch in the face
News at 6 o'clock eleven eleven thirty
all i see is people dying
CNN and all the terrorists
when will this cycle of shit begin to end?
Every time i look at the news paper
i see the headlines saying things and jumping out at me
more modern war stories, more things to worry about
the list is piling up and it seems that i can't do a thing about it
the media makes fun of it and we have to live it
Every time I turn on the TV click to the news and I see it's some bad things happening
People dying and people killing
and everybody amplifying destruction and chaos all around the world
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