Bad boy boogie On the day I was born the rain fell down There was trouble brewing in my home town It was the seventh day, I was the seventh son And it scared the hell out of everyone They said stop, I said go They said fast, I said slow They said yes, I

But I know I'm gonna get there someday Well its been a year and there so much to tell Been doing alright in spite of myself Just wish I could stop feeling bad when I pray Got that job I was dreaming about Sometimes its tough traveling around But who I

Learn to let go, oh-oh Good at goodbyes but bad at hello Throw my hands up, learn to let go Learn to let go Is it over? Is it over yet? Everything keeps pounding in my head Can't free my soul 'til I I'm losing control, say it ain't so Throw my hands up,

Half of all of this is gonna have to do Is gonna have to do Well it's like... Life after death is life after you Too bad that knife in my back was so heavy I hope she's missing me already Life after this is life after you Felt like the earth was alive

I’m so bad, I’m so bad So bad, I’m so bad It’s like the sun With black rays so bad, so bad Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, across your face You’ve got my heart beating triple time A dark rhythm beating just behind

It's always messin' It's always messin' my mind It's a bad obsession So who you foolin' Don't try ta give me a line But I already left you and you're better off left behind But I can't stop thinkin' 'bout doin' it one more time

Someday baby, I ain't gonna worry my life no more Oh Lord, Lordy Lord, it hurts me so bad for us to part You're on my mind every place I go How much I love you, baby you'll never know So many mornings since you've been gone I'm on my knees prayin' to you

Your nobody till somebody kills you Its Bad Boy bitch Scram Jones the Clipse B.I.G. Niggas in my faction don't like asking questions Strictly gun testing, coke measuring Giving pleasure in the Benz-ito Hitting fanny, spendin' chips at Manny's

But I don't own a single gun I don't own a single gun But if I did you'd be the one To hold it, aim it, make all of the bad men run I don't have a sweetheart yet But if I did I'd break my neck To please her, make her want to stay in my arms she'd rest

Drip too hard, don’t stand too close You gon' fuck around and drown off this wave Doing all these shows, I’ve been on the road I don't care where I go, long as I get paid Bad lil' vibe, she been on my mind Soon as I get back, she gettin' slayed Every