lirik lagu bad day – bukshot
[intro: christopher walken (mike/poolhall junkies)]
you got this lion. he’s the king of the jungle, huge mane out to here. he’s laying down under a tree, in the middle of africa. he’s so big, it’s so hot. he doesn’t wanna move
[verse 1: bukshot]
wicked sh*t, banging in the 1*9
you don’t want this linebacker on the front line
i got necks to break next so don’t flex
waiting on a meal, watch these haters like it’s lunchtime
eat they face off, chewing like a chainsaw
they know the game’s lost, scratching all they names off
no more grasshoppеr
i’m the master k!ller
bеating on my f*cking chest like a mad gorilla
off with they heads
forgot to take my meds
since i love the feds gave a sh*t or what they said
do my own thing, f*ck cause i’m the people
this is m.o.b. gang, what i’m thinking’s evil
spitting bars, watch me shock ’em like a thundercat
selling records in this game and i don’t mumble rap
in a haunted forest, limping like a lumberjack
stumble on my cabin
i promise you ain’t coming back
[chorus: bukshot]
i don’t care if you’re offended b*tch, or what i might say
no faking or pretending, i’mma do it my way
it’s time to go to sleep up in the bed you had made
bukslap ’em in the face i hope they have a bad day
it’s a bad day, when i raise up on these trolls in a mad rage
got my hand and never fold, it’s a bad day
the m.o.b. sh*t is how i rolled on a rampage
time’s up, lock and load
[bridge: christopher walken (mike/poolhall junkies)]
now the little lion cubs, they start messing with him. biting his tail or biting his ears. he doesn’t do anything. the lioness, she starts messing with him. still nothing
now the other animals, they notice this
[verse 2: bukshot]
underground spitter rolling with them heavy hitters
m.o.b.’s about to split ya
you couldn’t see the picture
follow me on twitter
i keep it real, not a bullsh*tter
cut ’em up like jack the ripper
(cut ’em up like jack the ripper)
i’m gandalf (gandalf)
thou shall not pass
with the wave of my staff watch ’em fall and collapse
i’m randolph, first name, last name fred
like the devil in the stand bringing darkness like the plague
i want to see you beg for mercy
i can even take it and respect it if you curse me
shower me with devilry and evil come immerse me
watch me as i’m practicing for murdering rehearsing
ancient tongues from the dead with the ones who have fled
who have run now instead
pull a gun, blinking red, blinking red
bet you i can value harder than a duke guard
sniper on my shoulder, i promise it can shoot far
[chorus: bukshot]
i don’t care if you’re offended b*tch, or what i might say
no faking or pretending, i’mma do it my way
it’s time to go to sleep up in the bed you had made
bukslap ’em in the face i hope they have a bad day
it’s a bad day, when i raise up on these trolls in a mad rage
got my hand and never fold, it’s a bad day
the m.o.b. sh*t is how i rolled on a rampage
time’s up, lock and load
[bridge: christopher walken (mike/poolhall junkies)]
then they start to move in. the jackals; hyenas. they’re barking at him, laughing at him. they nip his toes, and eat the food that’s in his domain. they do this, then they get closer and bolder
[verse 3: bukshot]
trudging through the badlands, banging on my war*drum
looking at my crystal ball, reading haters fortunes
spitting flames out my mouth, the heat is scorching
i got k!llers down there ride with me boston to portland
yeah, these mu’f*ckers wanna stare
but i don’t even care, i smell the murder in the air like
yeah, they like riding take it there
hate the game, not the player
be lurking in my lair
i want your blood say pay your debts like a lannister
i need your power, take your soul deplete your stamina
android, cyborg, dumb enough to die for
disrespect now watch me make you trip and fall on my sword
survive the reckoning, escape the pit and pendulum
hunted with the best of ’em but f*ck it i won’t mention ’em
so follow protocol and know the trap’s laid
i prayed when you f*ck with me you’d have a bad day
[chorus: bukshot]
i don’t care if you’re offended b*tch, or what i might say
no faking or pretending, i’mma do it my way
it’s time to go to sleep up in the bed you had made
bukslap ’em in the face i hope they have a bad day
it’s a bad day, when i raise up on these trolls in a mad rage
got my hand and never fold, it’s a bad day
the m.o.b. sh*t is how i rolled on a rampage
time’s up, lock and load
[outro: christopher walken (mike/poolhall junkies)]
till one day, that lion gets up and tears the sh*t out of everybody. runs like the wind, eats everything in his path. cause every once in a while, the lion has to show the jackals, who he is
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