Bad Boy

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Claas] Yeah Leave the bodies on the floor just lifeless Look at the look on they face, it's priceless Look at the way I display this license to kill everybody mind, this shit's ISIS Look at my iris, you can see that they're christless Know that you don't wanna try this My shit's a virus that doesn't carry a bias Just buyin' dope is a line sniff, ha Snort it up, bitch, I misfit in the shit but my work is sick enough to put a motherfucker in the dirt Nick kills everybody, let 'em die and tuck the curtains Ha! For certain that they're hurting Arteries cut, sure thing they be squirtin' Smirkin' as I'm working, got me lurking Now I'm stalking victims so their death is what they're flirting On the road swerving full bottle of Bourbon Bumping Master P Ghetto D (heard me) Incision like a surgery Pretty soon every motherfucker that's living will say they've heard of me Unless they're dead, yo Got feds trying to take me out the dead zone But I'm still steady trying to open up a head though Big Clizzle crazy shit I am skitzo, yeah [Chorus: Demi Demaree] Better want 'em on the street, we some bad boys Chop you in pieces, now you're meat on the slab, boy It's raining bullets, better run from the mag, boy Claas got the stash, we some certified bad boys We gonna rally 'em Even if they pockets full of Valium Ain't nobody sleepin' once they gettin' off for telling Bury me a G, nah, bury me an alien bad boy Claasie and the Pinecone Smoking on grown in the catacombs Tellin' the planet goodbye Mayday, mayday, all you die [Verse 2: Claas] Yeah, run around like a madman Doc said "Ha, that I need a CAT scan" When I was born it was madness Jets was attracted to the death like a magnet Felt the attraction looking for the killings like a magnet Tryna be the sickest on the planet Giving them the savage Gotta go and shred 'em like they're cabbage Fuckin' lives hangin' in the balance but look at me now Mom Shit ain't you proud Mom? I made a name for myself, a Corral Law I am their downfall, they know I am bad for their health But they ain't gonna stop me, ain't a victim that I've had that's ever got free I'm at top speed, when I get 'em they cannot flee Kill the whole crew, horns up, bitches motley So time to make 'em lay down Call it water guns when I go and spray rounds Just me, don't need a posse like Insane Clown It's not a game but leave 'em buried under playgrounds Let's go! Kill 'em all, kill 'em all Tie 'em up, dragging all their bodies down the hall I will not fall, too much precision involved I'm just getting started with y'all Ha! [Chorus: Demi Demaree] Better want 'em on the street, we some bad boys Chop you in pieces, now you're meat on the slab, boy It's raining bullets, better run from the mag, boy Claas got the stash, we some certified bad boys We gonna rally 'em Even if they pockets full of Valium Ain't nobody sleepin' once they gettin' off for telling Bury me a G, nah, bury me an alien bad boy Claasie and the Pinecone Smoking on grown in the catacombs Tellin' the planet goodbye Mayday, mayday, all you die