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whiteboyblacworld - down bad (remix) lyrics

[intro: young nudy]
tell ’em, slime

[verse 1: young nudy]
yeah, i am the king of the e.a.
get this b-tch screwed like the dj (big slime)
yeah, i am the sh-t where we play
we got the chalk where we play (okay)
yeah, come through the city
we gon’ chop your -ss up just like some sushi (yeah)
ak-47, stick go stupid (yeah)
draw the money out, all the way…

[verse 2: jid]
okay, lil’ dirty, nappy-headed east atlanta n-gg-
father said that i was a force
.44, hank aaron chrome
when i make it home, then get out the porsche
let a n-gg- cover fader ‘fore i have to fade a n-gg- at the fader fort
it’s tomato or tomato, either way, the boy the greatest
play it, i won’t say it no more
i was just f-cked up, i was just down, down bad
i had to tighten the f-ck up, but i’m here for the crown
board of education vs. brown
i was bored of education, left the town
f-ck a résumé and f-ck a cap and gown
f-ck a background check back ’round when i get the check
n-gg-, that’s now

[chorus: jid]
i was just f-cked up, i was just down, down bad
i had to tighten the f-ck up, but i’m here for the crown, crown (oh, sh-t)
i was just f-cked up, i was just down, down bad
i had to tighten the f-ck up, but i’m here for the crown, crown, crown, crown

[verse 3: bas]
i was just f-cked up, i was just down, down bad
picked up the pad, picked up the slack
pick of the litter, don’t litter no bag
b-ssy been pickin’ up racks, raps comin’ clearer than acuvue 2
when i’m back in the booth
got ’em hackin’ a shaq ’cause they lackin’ the juice
n-gg-s droppin’ the ball, they on shaqtin’ a fool
actavis drool out the side of their face
we ain’t jackin’ it, we ain’t dappin’ them fools
get a napkin, you dudes is embar-ssin’
who going crazy like us? no comparison
dreamville like marion jones on the steroids
y’all n-gg-s slow as a heroin high
y’all had a year, y’all had a year
y’all had a year, but you let it go by
yee

[verse 4: j. cole]
dreamville head honcho
b-tch, we came from nothin’ just like the big bang theory
that poverty stains kept the pain buried
and covered the shame with a dream
we would have fortune and fame
a mil’ in the bank, chameleon paint turned cranberry
now little jermaine got the same story
as that boy out of st. vincent-st. mary: g.o.a.t.
all hail king cole, first of his name, long may he reign
the boy got the throne, but you know it ain’t a game
ville n-gg-, i was born in the same
pressure cooker that’s been known to bust a lump of coal and make a diamond
two six, we enrolled in reaganomics
crew sick, we the golden state of rhyming, on god

[verse 5: johnny venus]
you could die today, so be h-ll to pay
i’m a livin’, breathin’, schemin’ testimony
so don’t test me, homie, put that in ya, homie
put a foot up that -ss, you a steppin’ stone
all my n-gg-s ain’t gettin’ no sleep
all of my n-gg-s be chasin’ their dreams
ooh, i’m a force of nature, i can’t wait to date ya
i was havin’ problems ’til i had to break through
all my tattoos for sure, they ain’t never for show
might get tattoo’d on today, ya ho get the dope
spend my time makin’ love to your thoughts
gon’ get in line, baby, sl-t up your mind
it’s a brand new season, i’m a righteous heathen
i take on the challenge and i leave it bleedin’
i was down bad, now i’m even steven
and i’m leavin’, leavin’ every f-ckin’ weekend (oh)

[verse 6: whiteboyblacworld]
i’m here for the crown, crown crown
but that crown, crown crown
is for my queen, queen, queen
who living the dream, dream, dream
i can switch my flow
maybe you like it slow (that’s what she said)
maybe you like it with so much speed
i be soundin’ off-beat
pull up on your crew with that deuce-deuce
we drop your spot and wet y’all through
now it’s time to rap about my ice
’cause all new rappers gotta make em’ mad, right?
it’s me and blacjac and y’all better hang on for the ride
’cause if you ain’t with us your gonna have a long, bad life (whiteboy!)

- whiteboyblacworld lyrics

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