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bad day - isolated beingz lyrics

[verse 1: ruthless rob]
get that body bag ready ’cause i’m zippin’ you up
cut your ass with a machete when i’m rippin’ you up
b*tch, i’m just that deadly, i ain’t givin’ a f*ck
everybody knows me as the wickedest f*ck
i stick my d*ck in your b*tt, b*tch, you better be quiet
i grip the microphone and i’m known to start riots
i eat your favorite rapper up, never on a diet
a split personality, call me bray wyatt
so come and try it, take a hit of this wicked sh*t
i have you goin’ crazy cuttin’ on your wrist and sh*t
i have your baby mother suckin’ on my d*ck and sh*t
punk b*tch, f*ck around, i’ll turn you into chicken strips
you know i’m sick and sh*t, never gonna switch it up
smack a b*tch and roll her b*tt ’cause i just don’t give a f*ck
i’m goin’ nuts, everyday is a bad day, cut your little p*ck*r off and stick it in my ashtray

[chorus]
get the f*ck out my way, i’m havin’ a bad day
a bad day, i’m havin’ a bad day
what more can i say? i’m havin’ a bad day
a bad day, i’m havin’ a bad day
i’m sick and i’m tired of these games you play
a bad day, i’m havin’ a bad day
now your ass gon’ pay, i’m havin’ a bad day
a bad day, i’m havin’ a bad day
[verse 2: wiggy smallz & travis savage]
f*ck daniel powter, don’t know sh*t about a bad day
lost, don’t wanna live, so we got a new game to play
left for dead is every victim standing in my way
the price you pay, you better pray that i don’t make you pray
don’t be the fuel that makes this day any worse
at my boiling point, i swear i’m about to burst
cursed since birth, born in the back of a he*rs*
raised with the dead, never change like a coin purse
my day, it’s the opposite of ice cube
so try me if you’d like to, roll the dice, dude
like a snake, i strike you, i don’t like you
don’t need a script to spot jokes, i’ll incite you
no one recites you, b*tch, you lame as f*ck
no other way around it, b*tch, you straight up suck
pick you up, push my fingers through your temples, make ’em touch my head keeps ringing, i’m about to hang it up

[chorus]
get the f*ck out my way, i’m havin’ a bad day
a bad day, i’m havin’ a bad day
what more can i say? i’m havin’ a bad day
a bad day, i’m havin’ a bad day
i’m sick and i’m tired of these games you play
a bad day, i’m havin’ a bad day
now your ass gon’ pay, i’m havin’ a bad day
a bad day, i’m havin’ a bad day
[verse 3: 2*face]
i break stuff, you can call me fred durst
i go berserk on a fast food clerk
mike tyson punch*out!! customers on percs
struck my boss in the jaw, i’m a godd*mn jerk
i quit work, k!lled a wretched nurse
i’m an introvert with a blood*soaked shirt
lifelock alert, b*tches, they flirt
wrap ’em up in a bedsheet, buried in a desert
walter white, i’m breakin’ bad
take my bottle away, you gonna make me mad
knock your lights out if you cause a fad
left you with a skull lookin’ like a maxi*pad
check the glory hole, ej*cul*te in your face
no evidence, no crime, no case
name a time and place, i’ll leave your mind erased
you’re dead to me, sl*t, ain’t no saving grace

- isolated beingz lyrics

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