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cassius tae - bad mood lyrics

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[skit]

[verse 1]
in a car full of n-ggas
n-ggas here finna wild out like “where the h-ll we finna go n-gga?”
came from a party off the grove n-gga
but a off-duty cop off of the block go word
it was like a seminole n-gga
they was cheifin’ and sh-t
blowing on reefer and sh-t
then i heard him kick a door n-gga
i ain’t finna face defeat i ain’t pigeon toed n-gga
i’m out!
so i turned off the road, off i go
off i see an officer not off patrol
off the road lights they flashing so off i go
it was awfully bad
two kids sparked his -ss off the block of the ave
off the map, had to put him in the sky like a launching pad
forgive these n-ggas they don’t know what they doing…
well f-ck it me neither
what is life anymore
n-ggas got tears on they face but do that mean they try any more?
do they cry anymore?
n-ggas say “free my n-ggas!” but don’t got sh-t on they books do they ride anymore?
can’t be a product at all, naw?
i won’t be a problem at all
i won’t be a problem at all
these n-ggas got guns all in they trunk
you know im down to ride with these guns all they trunk!
then my conscience talking inside inside like
“d-mn!? c-ssius you forgot about the fam
forgot about them days you done got up out the jam
forgot about them n-ggas that you was looking for them
n-ggas when they ran into that n-gga he was caught up in a jam”
i know my thoughts is bad
and i ‘m talking bad
and i’m bad at talking it through
acting out while in school
hanging with the bad crews
hanging with the bad dudes
f-ck i’m in a bad mood

[hook]
no this ain’t me
no this ain’t me
cause this ain’t me
no this ain’t me
no this ain’t me
cause this ain’t (4x’s)

[verse 2]
enough is enough
n-ggas direction is off
directing it all
is, the sh-t that i seen
can’t blame directors at all
and then they get parents involved
sh-t that’s in store!
probably could tear up a mall
these n-ggas not caring at all
at my age they carry a weapon
at all times. my. mom. thinks i
can’t run an errand at all
feeling embarr-ssed and soft
like a hammock i can hold up my own
but really pray n-ggas revolvers is off
i know my thoughts is bad
and i ‘m talking bad
and i’m bad at talking it through
acting out while in school
hanging with the bad crews
hanging with the bad dudes
f-ck i’m in a bad mood

[hook]



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