Bad guy, bad guy Oh, yeah, that's that guy Outta need a alibi Word is, used to push that contraband Rubber band, man Nine on his right, 45 in the other hand All in it for the clan Yeah, that's Wu, his bad If he fucked on your boo What's a G to do? What would you do? If you were he and he was you? Fuck it, guess I'd hate me too Dodging brews with the crew It just ain't what I do Cheers if that be you More millers at the park More knowers at the ark Well, wishes on your mission That you embark, that the bike match the bark That you hit the bullseye when you throw that dart It's like caramba, like a nigga bark Guess I ain't never left the ice The attention teacher used to roll the dice Throwin' bars at us like yo mama Ugly and that's thrice In my head I'm thinkin', man, that ain't really nice Fuck if she get a cold reply Ever since then she lookin' at him like Here come this fuckin' guy Fuck it, guess I'm the type Who don't hesitate to live this fuckin' life Some call it assertive Eminem ain't really ever close that fuckin' curtain Probably found out his mama can be nice All it take is a good look in the ice Got a email about how on time Gonna get the ride from public schools Why they feelin' mighty fuckin' high? Ticket in like before rollercoaster ride What a introduction to life Can't legally wreck your guy Dead up to his dice Stress need him, but Buss it, baby, like that nigga Plyce No, some gon' hear he dropped the M-bomb And be like, motherfucker, you really white Look at my life, that's not really quite that word Really only separate the minorities From the majorities From rich with who feel more importantly Dedicated to the hierarchy Ain't ever heard about that shit When I did it ain't really bother me I mean, is we chimpanzees? Do we swing around on a tree? I walk my walk, talk my talk And give a fuck about who follow me If I'm a mentor I'm a mentor to teach you to be Bad guy, bad guy Yeah, that's the bad guy Bad guy, bad guy Yeah, that's the bad guy Bad guy, bad guy Yeah, that's the bad guy Bad guy, bad guy Yeah, that's the bad guy Bad guy, bad guy Yeah, that's the bad guy Bad guy, bad guy Yeah, that's the bad guy Second night, to the bad guy To the bad guy Yeah, that's the bad guy Yeah, that's the bad guy Second night, to the bad guy Woah, homie, you poppin' triple C's All up in the swap meet Ask an old girl if she slob on at me Yeah, you got the nice tees But these polo, these is not these I got that Sherwood and I got trees No, you devious, devious Look the fuckin' door, backstair Wait, they ain't seein' us Hit it in the Prius While your little brother home Turn the TV up Then you join me outside For a smoke Midnight sky, keep us woke Look up at my star And kiss you, forgive me But I know you won't Got that stroke that can't disappoint Know you hearin' how I bottom They tryna prove a point Mad cause this ain't even my joint And a motherfucker put him off To the shit that they enjoy So, tell me, was it my Cali swag? Was it the way I get that fuckin' bag? Was it the way I slide with that ride and drag? With the left, that's that gangsta walk Tight shit with this gangsta talk College caught me feelin' like a fuckin' work of art But I can't recognize the artist Listen to the class like, wow, they really taught this Had me feelin' pity D, how's it to be considered weak? To be a man who acknowledges empathy On that note, what you really want? What you really need? This my beautiful, dark, twisted fantasy Oh, this my beautiful, dark, twisted fantasy Bad guy Bad guy Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy Bad guy, bad guy Motherfucker psyched If I'm a mentor, I'm a mentor to teach you to lead To lead Bad guy, bad guy, yeah, that's the bad guy Bad guy, bad guy, yeah, that's the bad guy Bad guy, bad guy, yeah, that's the bad guy Sync at night to the bad guy, the bad guy Bad guy, bad guy, yeah, that's the bad guy Bad guy, bad guy, yeah, that's the bad guy Bad guy, bad guy, yeah, that's the bad guy Sync at night to the bad guy, the bad guy The bad guy, the bad guy The bad guy the bad guy The bad guy, the bad guy *