'Cause it's a shake down A bunch of gangstas strapped So make a wish now When they come wavin' them ghats Ya know to lay down And give em all ya got Do I make myself clear

Why we need to be like them Kids will have fun and offend They don't want to and don't fit in So give me one good reason Mom and dad they quite don't understand it All the kids they laugh as if they planned it Why do girls wanna pierce their nose? And

Bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow All I give a fuck about is that dinero They say "You a fool boy, what’s wrong with Gerald?" I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow The British are here The Bay is here, you know? Pull up in that Bruce Wayne

We're not gonna fall Take my hand and fly Will you ever be that tall Don't you be afraid Give me a reason bitch They try kicking and screaming Contation break us apart

Bad bitch know something (know something) Give her that money, go blow something (blow it) She want a rack 'til I pop something (rack) She want a trick, I'm not one (not one) Pull up and hop on a baddie (skrrr) She wanna text me the addie (text it) They

Well they encourage your complete cooperation Send you roses when they think you need to smile I can't control myself because I don't know how, And they love me for it honestly, I'll be here for a while So give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff

These bitches say they got love for their fans But they're fake and lie it's all a part of their plans The scene is plagued with fucking gimmicks and lies And you're a god damn fool if you trust a disguise. Hey kids, give me all your fucking money. Got a

You can't buy love, but you can make it You can't make sunshine, but you can make love When life gives you lemons They pour down from the heavens This is what you've got to do Make some lemonade Drink it in the shade Don't let a bad day get to you You

Please, please tell me why you always hatin' Why you hatin'? Please tell me why you always hatin' All up in my face, you not from the clique Give me space, we might rob your shit Most hate it, baby they don't love the clique I thought they love you when

Break my arms around the one I love And be forgiven by the time my lover comes Break my arms around my love I'm here to take you now You were right about the end It didn't make a difference How they got to be this way You must have known I'd do this