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It's all bad, you're all bad, we're all baaaaad
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It's all bad, you're all baaaaad
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It's all bad, we're all baaaaad
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[Bugz]
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Aimlessly mad, shamelessly bad, blatantly blast
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Heiness and mad just your average snake in the grass
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Ache in the ass, jack a ????? and do his task
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Jeffery Pheiffer got my ???? to kill these old bags
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[But why the temper mister?] Bitch don't make me whip yo ass
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Don't ask me nuthin, or I'm a make these knuckles brass
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Bust yo ass and leave you layin in the streets screamin
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Slowly diein while yo bitch is tryin to stop the bleedin [Help]
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I shot the sherrif [yeah] he should of left me speedin
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But now he's not breathin, and I'm still speedin
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Lost control, hit a pole, and I'm still speedin
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Passed the yield, crash the steel with my grill beatin
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[Aren't you married Bugz?] So what bitch, I'm still cheatin
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Cause when she ain't given pussy, I'm out thrill seekin
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Like yesterday I bought a bag from a real deacon
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Left when he started preachin just to freak this puerto rican
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I'm a deliquent with my picture hangin at the precint
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For stickin up the same deacon each and every weekend
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Why the patrick speakin? Bugz you be tweakin
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Why you throw up Herman Keefer when yo dick bleedin
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[Bizarre]
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Wanted in Nashville for two girls that I killed
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10 vicodin pills and watch Bizarre Kid get ill
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Killing bitch ass niggas in the worst way
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Why you tellin' niggas we beefin' bitch your funeral was last Thursday
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You dont wanna fuck around with the wrong fools
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Your little nieces and nefues will never see a day in pre-school
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Your family reunion? Nigga I'm to blame
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Cause I'm blasting niggas in carparks with your same last name
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Tearing niggas out their frame, that's why we still trippin'
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The crews like the Underdog we gotta search for the niggas that be sniffin'
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The first nigga to start will catch two in the heart
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Leave y'all niggas open like the 24 hour K-Mart
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What ever you niggas want its how I make my mail
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We like Telemarketers, we always got something to sell
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I hate cops, that's why I blew up donut shops
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Who wanna fuck with Bizarre and Bugz in this world of hiphop
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[Bugz]
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About this cop that was dead
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When I was young I was dropped on the head
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And barely fed and when I was it was out of a keg
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I grew up ugly smackin teachers upside of the head
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And caught a flash when T. Stuckey got shot in the leg
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I took the gun and beat the officer until he bled
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Ate his donuts, drank his coffee up and then I fled
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In the police car, and made the hooker give me head
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Bust a nut and drove the vehicle up off the ledge
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Full steam of head, journeys of the living dead
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Now I'm a sinner, that's evident isn't it
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The time for a nigga to fuck on for imprisonment
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I'll kill the judge with the gavel that he sentenced
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A crook ????? who got his own anthem
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Raised rowdy, iller than a temper tantrum
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A plain stupid, ignorant sub-human
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Asshole, who ???? at his own union
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One-two'in the kind of shit to leave you ruined
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Fuck what you in, and get ya damn face blew in
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Hahahaha....
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(Bizarre)
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Hey Bugz, remember that bitch we raped on the beach?
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Don't worry, Johnny something will have us out in a week
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But just incase, nigga, that we get arrested
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Don't tell 'em shit about the 5-year-old boy that I molested
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I confessed it, I was giving the niggas CPR cause he said he's chest was congested
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Cause I think I got aids and I need to be tested
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(Bugz)
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"Man, you can't be telling me that your ass is infected"
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[Chorus]
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It's All Bad
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| D-12 |
