You. Come here, you. I need to talk to you...I need to hollar at you, you need me to hollar at you.
See I've known you for a long time and I've been watching you for even longer. Do me a favor, you sit down here for a second. Listen, listen
I'm bout to look you in the eye and lay it right across the line now
you hella procrastinate, wipe ya face of that big smile
look at all the debt you accumulate
don't you wanna move up out the ghetto? Look at the window with them gates
that's a metaphor for the bars that entrap you
happiness could pass you in a heartbeat cause you're consciously in shambles
you only fool yourself when you escape through your touring
exploring your options but problem ignoring gets you nowhere
faster than you ever cared to travel
you're overweight and shallow
an alcoholic battlin adolescent actions of a man pushin 30's
could of had it early but decisions lacked the wisdom
only hurting
further advancement of a bastard that didn't deserve a damn thing but the bills barely handled
a sex fiend, you don't impress me, depressing
let's see you focus on something uplifting
missing your daughters grow right before your eyes
I hope that when they're older it's you they don't despise
missing your daughters grow right before your eyes
I hope that when they're older it's you they don't despise
[HOOK X4]
The bad side of you, I don't wanna fuck with you
I can't bear to face the truth, gotta tell it in this booth
[Grouch]
You're an asshole. A gang of people starving, all the while
you sit and bitch and growl and build your castle
a twenty-something male addicted to (male hoe) cash
ya new diet's destined to fail, try it out & yell
what's wrong with him? We perfect then go jerk it in ya cell
acting hammer, just a nail
snail under his shell
hell, you as lazy as shit, you do a fore-part & quit
you snore & forget
you're boring and them warrants somewhere but you ain't up on politics
your knowledge is...(this small)...
you only got one ball
you lie in ya songs to seem more raw
alright there's two, but they each last a minute
you breach but don't follow & can't freestyle a sentence
repentance never come cause you never do no wrong
your wife loves to Samba but you ain't danced in so long
so someone else had to do it
some held back the tears when you switched up your music
losing your whole person just to get to the next level
are you a rebel for the people or a boulder among pebbles...
You stupid, fuckin, no good, dirty dog, bastard, asshole muthafucka...get your shit together cause you ain't worth a Goddamn dime!
[HOOK X4]
The bad side of you, I don't wanna fuck with you
I can't bear to face the truth, gotta tell it in this booth
You. Come here, you. I need to talk to you...I need to hollar at you, you need me to hollar at you.
See I've known you for a long time and I've been watching you for even longer. Do me a favor, you sit down here for a second. Listen, listen
I'm bout to look you in the eye and lay it right across the line now
you hella procrastinate, wipe ya face of that big smile
look at all the debt you accumulate
don't you wanna move up out the ghetto? Look at the window with them gates
that's a metaphor for the bars that entrap you
happiness could pass you in a heartbeat cause you're consciously in shambles
you only fool yourself when you escape through your touring
exploring your options but problem ignoring gets you nowhere
faster than you ever cared to travel
you're overweight and shallow
an alcoholic battlin adolescent actions of a man pushin 30's
could of had it early but decisions lacked the wisdom
only hurting
further advancement of a bastard that didn't deserve a damn thing but the bills barely handled
a sex fiend, you don't impress me, depressing
let's see you focus on something uplifting
missing your daughters grow right before your eyes
I hope that when they're older it's you they don't despise
missing your daughters grow right before your eyes
I hope that when they're older it's you they don't despise
[HOOK X4]
The bad side of you, I don't wanna fuck with you
I can't bear to face the truth, gotta tell it in this booth
[Grouch]
You're an asshole. A gang of people starving, all the while
you sit and bitch and growl and build your castle
a twenty-something male addicted to (male hoe) cash
ya new diet's destined to fail, try it out & yell
what's wrong with him? We perfect then go jerk it in ya cell
acting hammer, just a nail
snail under his shell
hell, you as lazy as shit, you do a fore-part & quit
you snore & forget
you're boring and them warrants somewhere but you ain't up on politics
your knowledge is...(this small)...
you only got one ball
you lie in ya songs to seem more raw
alright there's two, but they each last a minute
you breach but don't follow & can't freestyle a sentence
repentance never come cause you never do no wrong
your wife loves to Samba but you ain't danced in so long
so someone else had to do it
some held back the tears when you switched up your music
losing your whole person just to get to the next level
are you a rebel for the people or a boulder among pebbles...
You stupid, fuckin, no good, dirty dog, bastard, asshole muthafucka...get your shit together cause you ain't worth a Goddamn dime!
[HOOK X4]
The bad side of you, I don't wanna fuck with you
I can't bear to face the truth, gotta tell it in this booth
You. Come here, you. I need to talk to you...I need to hollar at you, you need me to hollar at you.
See I've known you for a long time and I've been watching you for even longer. Do me a favor, you sit down here for a second. Listen, listen
I'm bout to look you in the eye and lay it right across the line now
you hella procrastinate, wipe ya face of that big smile
look at all the debt you accumulate
don't you wanna move up out the ghetto? Look at the window with them gates
that's a metaphor for the bars that entrap you
happiness could pass you in a heartbeat cause you're consciously in shambles
you only fool yourself when you escape through your touring
exploring your options but problem ignoring gets you nowhere
faster than you ever cared to travel
you're overweight and shallow
an alcoholic battlin adolescent actions of a man pushin 30's
could of had it early but decisions lacked the wisdom
only hurting
further advancement of a bastard that didn't deserve a damn thing but the bills barely handled
a sex fiend, you don't impress me, depressing
let's see you focus on something uplifting
missing your daughters grow right before your eyes
I hope that when they're older it's you they don't despise
missing your daughters grow right before your eyes
I hope that when they're older it's you they don't despise
[HOOK X4]
The bad side of you, I don't wanna fuck with you
I can't bear to face the truth, gotta tell it in this booth
[Grouch]
You're an asshole. A gang of people starving, all the while
you sit and bitch and growl and build your castle
a twenty-something male addicted to (male hoe) cash
ya new diet's destined to fail, try it out & yell
what's wrong with him? We perfect then go jerk it in ya cell
acting hammer, just a nail
snail under his shell
hell, you as lazy as shit, you do a fore-part & quit
you snore & forget
you're boring and them warrants somewhere but you ain't up on politics
your knowledge is...(this small)...
you only got one ball
you lie in ya songs to seem more raw
alright there's two, but they each last a minute
you breach but don't follow & can't freestyle a sentence
repentance never come cause you never do no wrong
your wife loves to Samba but you ain't danced in so long
so someone else had to do it
some held back the tears when you switched up your music
losing your whole person just to get to the next level
are you a rebel for the people or a boulder among pebbles...
You stupid, fuckin, no good, dirty dog, bastard, asshole muthafucka...get your shit together cause you ain't worth a Goddamn dime!
[HOOK X4]
The bad side of you, I don't wanna fuck with you
I can't bear to face the truth, gotta tell it in this booth