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phear - bad influence lyrics

(okay cl-ss now as you know)

excuse me now f-ck all that,
the m-th-f-cka paulie “p”s at the bat.
i’m paulie “p” the devils dad,
everybody take a seat get your pen and pad.
very good you’re doin’ excellent so far,
now it’s time to begin a seminar.
todays teachers dave and paulie “p”,
lesson number one a n-gg- must be,
a real bad influence, i mean fully,
turn a good kid into a schoolyard bully.
make ’em steal cars from jags to pacers,
mabey even sell some chips to basers.
and rob kenny key, to make your bail,
makin’ fast money gettin’ in and out of jail.
i gotta do it that’s the way i am,
too rude to say yes ma’am or give a dam,
about a paranoid gaurdian sense,
paulie “p”s what ya call a bad influence, yea!

excuse me now f-ck all that,
excuse me now f-ck all that,
(bad son of a b-tch)

check it out, i’m a bad influence also,
and that’s for true, and still you all know.
but still go and take my advice,
go play dice, highjack, and heist.
be a criminal an ice cold thief,
be triffel with a rifel and shoot the police.
bein’ rich, ya gotta be sharp as a knife,
spoiled rotten, i never worked a day in my life.
i got paid with a blade, and caught with a gauge,
but they could’nt do me nothin’ i was under age.
so yo, you should never ever have fears,
cuz they can’t f-ck wit’ you in your juvinile years.
and besides, even if they try that sh-t,
you a bad m-th-f-cka, you can deal with it.
i turn nice schoolboys into a group of thugs,
put a strain on your brain like a cocaine drug.
and i’m down with thoes who been convinced,
davie “d”s what you call a bad influence, yea!

n-gg-s–ni–ni–ni–n-gg-s

excuse me now f-ck all that,
(bad son of a b-tch)
excuse me now f-ck all that,
(bad son of a b-tch)
excuse me now f-ck all that,
(bad son of a b-tch)
excuse me now f-ck all that,
excuse me now f-ck all that,
(bad son of a b-tch)

n-gg-z admire me once i spoke,
my advice, you should always provoke.
any n-gg- on the block can be a hood,
servin’ dope on the corner and not to be good.
parents wantin’ their kids to be nerds,
but paulie “p” says that sh-ts for the birds.
f-ck gettin’ a job, workin’ hard for food,
what ya needs a flashlight and burglary tools.
drop out of school, get a g.e.d.,
get on welfare cuz that’s cash for free.
on the side ya get a tax free income,
just like me ya know n-gg-s might think i’m,
stupid or ignorant, they must be jealous,
parents don’t never mean a word they tell us.
and as i found out ever since,
i been a real bad influence, yea!

what the f-ck is a natural high, that’s fiction,
believe me they fear mental addiction.
ya gotta be trippin’ off the sense or b-tter,
speed or crack it’s worth it my brother.
ya can’t worry about stuff like consequences,
jump off rooftops, climb bob-wire fences.
it’s too late to straighten up cuz ya blew it,
if smokin’ crack makes ya feel good “do it”
snortin’ a little b-tter ain’t ’bout nothin’,
say no to drug campaigns, they be frontin’.
thinkin’ ya stupid, they just playin’ themselves,
cuz we know they want all the drugs for themselfs.
so the h-ll with old people, you don’t have to quit,
i’ll bank off thoes who smoke the sh-t.
start robbin’ old people and things of that sort,
cuz ain’t sh-t illeagle untill ya get caught.
it’s alright to smoke the sense,
davie “d”s what you call a bad influence, yea!

excuse me now f-ck all that,
excuse me now f-ck all that,
(bad son of a b-tch)

(bad son of a b-tch)
excuse me now f-ck all that,
(bad son of a b-tch)
excuse me now f-ck all that,
excuse me now f-ck all that,
(bad son of a b-tch)
mix it down–mix it down,
bring it back na!
excuse me now f-ck all that.

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