Bad 2 the Bone - The Seige

Yeah man

Mother fuckers talking about

We miss Pac, we miss Biggie

We need that old hip-hop that good shit

We don’t like none of this new shit

All that «if young metro don’t trust you I’m gon' shoot you»

Sometimes I lose my mind get a little ratchet

Hoes want cash all they get is hard dick

From that place where they move white bricks

And the cops say say hi with a damn nightstick

Broad day light and we still hit licks

Rock 10 gold chains and you still ain’t shit

Sip a lil' something bitch get a little lit

Just might go M. Night Shamylan Split

Bricka Bricka nigga this a stick up

Sending shots hope you get the picture

Bitches lying better switch the filter

We know how you look Michael Jackson Thriller

Link up

Try to see that you need us

You can’t have good without evil

Raise hell in the cathedral

You don’t know who to trust

This a Game Of Thrones and I’m Little Finger

Bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Everybody know that I’m bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Everybody know that I’m bad to the bone

Bad to the bad to the

Bad to the bone

Bitch better know that I’m heir to the throne

Bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Everywhere I go they know I’m bad to the bone

Yo

Mother fuckers always want to talk about who on shit

Who on top

Who pooping shit who not

It don’t really fucking matter man i’m the mother fucking heir to the throne

Y’all niggas ain’t shit man we here

Open your mind

You don’t even notice the blood in your wine

Run up your spouse

Run up in your house and fucking redesign

If men are monsters

And God is the maker ain’t he Frankenstein

You do all that talking

Them choppers start barking

I bet you’ll get lower than your credit line

Mandem never been faithful

All black clothes no racial

Flow too cold that’s glacial

Man come for me that’s fatal

Bitch niggas act prenatal

Everybody change like cable

Man on the rise man everybody dies

Wonder if they got racism on the other side

Keep all that fuck shit away from me

Why do you think you’re the same as me

Why do you rap like there’s latency

I just be waiting here patiently

You know there ain’t no escaping me

You know we move like an agency

Fuck it man somebody pray for me

Fuck it man somebody pray for me

Bad to the bone

Everybody know that I’m bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Everybody know that I’m bad to the bone

Bad to the bad to the

Bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Everybody know that I’m bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Everybody know that I’m bad to the bone

Link up

Slow it down

Don’t seize up

When it goes down

Ease up

Put the phones down

On the throne now

With the gold crown

Do it bruh

For the hometown

From the jail house to the playground

From the graveyard to the state house

Either get down, or you lay down

Bad to the bone

Bad to the bone

Heir to the throne

Hold up