Bad Bad Man Lyrics

Bad Bad Man

Yeah.. now in ninety-three 
Everybody knows the flav 
Fat Joe Da Gangsta, yeah 
You know my style 
 
Fat Joe, a.k.a. Da Fat Gangsta 
I`m no joke, and I`m far from a prankster 
I got skills, aiyyo word life 
Suckers is scared, because they know I live trife 
As I troop down the streets of a ghetto 
Skins are jockin, and always screamin hello 
But I keep drivin in my jet black Beamer 
I`m not a daydreamer, but I`m known as a scheamer 
I`m dead-ass, when it comes to this 
And if you f**k around, your moms`ll reminisce 
Thinkin of the good times she spent with her son 
Somebody shoulda told you that I wasn`t the one 
Yes I`m known to get nuff respect 
and if you face Fat Joe, well then you face your death 
Now in ninety-three, it`s time to take a stand 
And you know how I`m livin, I`m a bad, bad, man 
 
Niggaz know the flav  
 "I`m a bad, bad, man!" (cut and scratched 2X) 
 
Check it 
All the old folks, hate my guts 
Cause I be hittin all they daughters and they big fat butts 
Cause I`m the papichulo when it comes to rap 
and if you f**k with me, then you leave handicapped 
I don`t give a f**k, don`t care who you are 
I gotta say peace to my peeps GangStarr 
Some real motherf**kers from around the hood 
When I chills with them, we be up to no good 
Hittin skins, makin ends 
Loungin with my friends in my fat BM 
Whether Uptown in the Boogie Down 
Or checkin out stunts in the Polo Ground 
See just like Mel, I`m internationally known 
And I`m mob related, like Al Capone, check it 
Too hot to handle, blow you like a candle 
You never catch Joe in the middle of a scandal 
Now in ninety-three it`s time to take the stand 
And you know how I`m livin, I`m a bad, bad, man! 
 
Everybody knows the flav 
 "I`m a bad, bad, man!" (cut and scratched 2X) 
 
One day I was chillin, caught a buckshot 
The nigga was butt, so then he gets no props 
Word spread fast around town 
I was layin six feet deep underground, check it 
Niggaz wished the worst, but spoke too fast 
Cause here I am and I`m ready to blast *gunshot* 
The cops must have missed, takin me for a bit*h 
Because they tried to gas me, and make me turn snitch 
But I`m not the one for peace 
So I turned around and said, "f**k the police!" 
I`m the type to handle this on my own 
Pack two joints and pass one to Tone 
There`s no shame in my game, I do what I gotta do 
See I`m rollin with a crazy live crew 
Now in ninety-three it`s time to take a stand 
And you know how I`m livin I`ma bad, bad, man! 
 
Yeah!  Niggaz know the flav 
 "I`m a bad, bad, man!" (cut and scratched) 
Nuff respect to my man Jazzy J 
Diamond D, Showbiz and A.G., and I`m out 
Word 
 
 "I`m a bad, bad, man!" (cut and scratched to end)