You can catch him sittin knowing that he's sinning
But knowing sinning gon give him what he's always missing
He starts to bill a spliff and slowing taking out the seeds

Slowing calculating how to perculate them p's
He's made a couple g's selling weed and selling e's
And to get it selling these he certainly moves neat

He rides his moped round the whole ends from dusk till dawn
He's got the weed head a pills heads lighting up his phone
He's got a ratchet that he loves to flick open and close

Hoping one day that it's gonna buss somebody clothes
Nobody really understands him
nobody knows what's in his heart cause it never shows yo

He's got a dead beat dad, that beats his mum real bad
His mum sits home all day drinking and smoking !@$)s
His mum said he aint %#@! probably do

jail time and that's if he makes it to 25

Bad boy he's a bad boy


Catch him laying on his back getting head from
cat listening to new rap like 50 and that

Word for word reciting like he's the real writer
Or shadow boxing in the mirror like a real fighter
The reason he's hurt is now lost like a lighter

The pain in his heart gets him drunk as mother yo
He gets another call then puts it in his balls
He passes the poster of 2pac on his bedroom wall

He don't really stop and cotch with the man dem
He said them man are waste man them man are loose cannons cause
They got the rebors he's got the real ting

He got the 38 with the grip and the case to put it in
He'd kill for his kicks or his whips or his friends
He'd kill for his dad even though he hates him

He'd kill for the reason of killing cause killings in
And he'd kill if opportunity rings


Bad boy he's a bad boy

See his priorities are messed up,

if he doesn't realise that then his luck'll be up
Cause he wants to be remembered like Tony Montana
But he's forgetting that he'll end up dead like Tony Montana

Life is a game and he's playing to lose he aint
knowing the rules thinking they don't apply to him
But its love yea and it's the love that will keep him

Keep him filled to the brim although he's living in sin
His mind believes he's a product of the things he's sees
Nobody told him he's a free as the air he breathes

As simply as it sounds this is history
he aint the first and he won't be the last
Cause I've seen a few going nowhere fast yea

I've seen a few going nowhere fast
A life upraised is a life unsure always
looking for help but expecting closed doors that why he's


Bad boy he's a bad boy