Bad Man

Born in Chicago
Raised in the city streets
My momma gave me the basic facts of life

Get in the car boy
Put your seatbelt on
I never ride with anyone unless they wear their seatbelt
That's one of my rules

You look like you've been in a few scrapes
I mean you're skinny and weak looking, but you're kind of wiry too
I bet you can handle yourself alright if you have to
Know what I mean?

If I get into fighting, man, I'm serious
Someone crosses me
Straight off I nut them in the face and bring my heel down on that foot
And break the bone
I'm a fighter and a winner

I'm a bad man

You know everyone can tell the way I am
I walk into a bar, their place of work, they're shit scared
They know I ain't no cop
They think I've come to kill them
And I would, I'd kill anyone who crosses me
Or put them in the hospital
I don't mess around
Know what I mean?

I'm a bad man

Like music?
Listen to this
I was into these dudes before anybody
Asked me to be the manager
Called bullshit on that
Managing a pop group is no job for a man

Hey, guess how many suits I got
Guess how many shoes
Guess how many ties
Shit, I don't know
Must be 25 at least
And you better believe they're all silk, everyone

Think your girlfriend loves you?
Guess again
One way to tell if a woman really loves you
If she'll have your dog

I'm a bad man