Pharoahe Monch - Bad M.F. Lyrics
[Verse 1]Totally intoxicated when he drove across the state lineRapper gone insane, story on DatelineLost his wits, didn't take his medsWhen they pulled him over, this is what he saidI'm a Bad Mother*****er man (shut your mouth)Well we talking about PharoaheMashing in that Aston Martin on the Verrazano NarrowsGreatest of all time in the latest apparel80's baby ladies crave me on some Mercedes shitGo tell your favorite rapper eat a bag of baby dicksThey keep singing the same ol songI'm a bring em the pain for saying the name wrongGot me going insane I'ma ask you again[Bridge]Who put these pussies on topPutting out that ***** music, call it ***** popPlaying them ***** games, sucker shit*****ing around but they don't know just who they *****ing wit(x2)I'm a Bad Mother*****er manUniversal, worldwide, you know my circleRenegade, on the mic I might just murk youPutting in that work, cause I do work, every verse is a virtue[Verse 2]The best liar told a lie inside a room full of liarsThe lie was so exciting that all of the liars admiredWhen the truth walked in the building every liar retiredDeception was defeated and deceit became deletedUh, they mad cause they can't stop meCause I said ***** swag I got moxieLyrically ecstasy I got that oxy-contin poppinThey can't carbon copy or mock meReign, independent off the booksOff the chain off the hinge off the hooksIt's not a game, I'm not a rook"Y'all Know The Name", you love the look, listen+ [Hook]
