Bad Things

In life we make a lot of mistakes Thinking I'm cool, I hurt people And I start to be fake I start to be late, eat dinner when it's dark and it's late Ahhh I done did a lot of bad things Yeah, its better if you bad But I'm not really that bad see I done did a lot things Said a couple bad things on track While I was mad and Face to Face to my momma Didn't mean it but I said it in the face of momma uh 'Pologize to my moma, she forgive me, but I'm sorry I ain't move on from the way that I was feelin' Uh Bad Kid, I need a beating Instead my momma give me beats, so I rap what I thinking ya Bad kids need a beat and All they're getting is a beating cause I'm angered by they're attitude Dad is teaching me a new route Showing me a bunch of things about the things I never new about I be showing dad my new style He get angry cause I'm cussing in my raps, That ain't cool child I done did a lot of bad things Yeah, its better if you bad But I'm not really that bad see I done did a lot things Said a couple bad things on track While I was mad and I done said a lot bad I done did a lot of bad Did a lot of bad things, Am I Still a sane lil kid Still the same lil kid with the brain dead hit When I rap fast it helps Jog my memory around the walls I put up in my mind Am I, really happy with my self? Am I happy that I hate it when there's people all around me And I Go back to habits, like oh my Didn't want it but have it, and it's fine Just tell me why, am I living two lives They won't collide, they won't ever meet and I