Kool Moe Dee - Bad, Bad, Bad Lyrics
[ verse 1 ]Since the day I was born I was on a missionNever played out of position or wishin or missinI came out kissin, was no spankin the backsideJust lots of lady nurses waitin for black eyesI - I was talkin way before I could crawl or walkAnd what the ladies heard, wasnt baby talkId drop a line like a bomber would drop a bombHighly explosive, but notice, I was cool and calmReady for action, at the age of 1 the funWas just beginning, I was winning, the ladies would comeWith arms open and hopin for a kiss and a hugI stripped down, huh, and watched the ladies bugI stood up for a while, then I started walkinI heard the ladies say, look whos talkinThats right, baby, you can leave me aloneCause if you cant please me, dont tease me, cause Im bad to the..[ female voices repeating ]Bad, ba-ba-bad, bad(big bad..) --> run[ verse 2 ]As a teen I was on the scene cleaner than cleanMean lean fighting machine with self-esteemNo dope, crack, coke, flat broke Im notSell smoke, nope, nope, wont smoke the potGettin high off life was more than enoughAnd peer pressure aint pressure when a boy is toughAnd I was tougher than tough, Im from the darksideAnd hangin out in the park and in the parksidePlay a brother in any game he wanted to playFor fun or money, for money if he wanted to payI wasnt diggin for niggas, so brother, dig deepIf one got over, its over, I let the kid keepA little change, its strange, he want to bet it backI took his claim to fame, he want to get it backAnd when the night was over I took his girl homeI dimmed the lights and showed her that I was bad..[ verse 3 ]Now Im in my 20s with plenty money and honey bunnies20s and 10s, drive a benz, you cant take nothin from meCause I came up on the streets, a straight up poor boyBut I beat the game, but it was war, boyBecause the streets entice you for the wrong thingsI couldnt pay the price, I wrote a song themeAnd from the moment I touched the microphoneIt was known that I was bad to the boneBut weak rappers and a lack of promotionMade the job hard, I had to throw someWeak lyrics together, just to get paidgo see the doctor, and I got playedThe train continued to the wild, wild westI heard some brothers say, he aint the bestHuh, but check the records that aint well knownAnd look around and see all my clones[ verse 4 ]By the time Im in my 30s my worth be - I bet Im dirty richSittin on the top of the world with about 36Million in my pocket and rockin it from the mountain topLivin it at ease, cool breeze, because Im countin topDollar, Im a scholar seekin knowledge, Im a truth-seekerThe baddest brother on a microphone and two speakersOn turntables Im able to start a movementAnd when I move the crowd, the ladies move withFire in the eyes, the eyes never lieSo feel the fire and desire, keep your eye on the prizeLadies, listen to the man and watch me workFellas, keep your cool when she goes bezerkCause I touch em in places that most men dontDont get jealous, fellas, oh, thats all she wroteThen when the night is over youll be aloneCause ladies love ya when a brother is bad to the bone
