Bad Day

[Verse 1: Ruthless Rob]
Get the body bag ready, 'cause I'm zippin' you up
Cut your ass with the machete when I'm rippin' you up
Bitch, I'm just that deadly, I ain't givin' a fuck
Everybody knows me as the wickedest fuck
I stick my dick in your butt, and bitch, you better be quiet
I grip the microphone and I'm known to start riots
I eat your favorite rapper up, never on a diet
A split personality, call me Bray Wyatt
So come and try it, take a hit of this wicked shit
I have you goin' crazy cuttin' on your wrists and shit
I have your baby mother suckin' on my dick and shit
Punk bitch, fuck around and turn you into chicken strips
You know I'm sick and shit, never gonna switch it up
Smack a bitch and roll a blunt, 'cause I just don't give a fuck
I'm goin' nuts, everyday is a bad day
Cut your little pecker off and stick it in my ashtray

[Chorus: 2-Face, Ruthless Rob & Both]
Get the fuck out my way, I'm havin' a bad day
A bad day, I'm havin' a bad day
What more can I say? I'm havin' a bad day
A bad day, I'm havin' a bad day
I'm sick and I'm tired of these games you play
A bad day, I'm havin' a bad day
Now your ass gon' pay, I'm havin' a bad day
A bad day, I'm havin' a bad day

[Verse 2: Wiggy Smallz & Travis Savage]
Fuck Daniel Powter, don't know shit about a bad day
Lost, don't wanna live, so we got a new game to play
Left for dead is every victim standing in my way
The price you pay, you better pray that I don't make you prey
Don't be the fuel that makes this day any worse
At my boiling point, I swear I'm 'bout to burst
Cursed since birth, born in the back of a hearse
Raised with the dead, never change like a coin purse
My day is the opposite of Ice Cube
So try me if you'd like to, roll the dice, dude
Like a snake, I strike you, I don't like you
Don't need a script to spot jokes, I'll incite you
No one recites you, bitch, you lame as fuck
No other way around it, bitch, you straight up suck
Lift you up, push my fingers through your temples, make 'em touch
My head keeps ringin', I'm about to hang it up

[Chorus: 2-Face, Ruthless Rob & Both]
Get the fuck out my way, I'm havin' a bad day
A bad day, I'm havin' a bad day
What more can I say? I'm havin' a bad day
A bad day, I'm havin' a bad day
I'm sick and I'm tired of these games you play
A bad day, I'm havin' a bad day
Now your ass gon' pay, I'm havin' a bad day
A bad day, I'm havin' a bad day

[Verse 3: 2-Face]
I break stuff, you can call me Fred Durst
I go berserk on a fast food clerk
Mike Tyson Punch-Out!! customers on Percs
Struck my boss in the jaw, I'm a goddamn jerk
I quit work, killed a Ratched The Nurse
I'm an introvert with a blood-soaked shirt
LifeLock alert, bitches, they flirt
Wrap 'em up in the bedsheet, buried in the desert
Walter White, I'm breakin' bad
Take my bottle away, you gonna make me mad
Knock your lights out if you cause a fad
Left you with a skull lookin' like a Maxi-Pad
Check the glory hole, ejaculate in your face
No evidence, no crime, no case
Name a time and place, I'll leave your mind erased
You're dead to me, slut, ain't no saving grace

[Chorus: 2-Face, Ruthless Rob & Both]
Get the fuck out my way, I'm havin' a bad day
A bad day, I'm havin' a bad day
What more can I say? I'm havin' a bad day
A bad day, I'm havin' a bad day
I'm sick and I'm tired of these games you play
A bad day, I'm havin' a bad day
Now your ass gon' pay, I'm havin' a bad day
A bad day, I'm havin' a bad day