Badman by Denace Lyrics
[Intro]
No one knows what it's like to be the bad man, to be the sad man behind the lines
And no one knows what it's like to be hated, to be failing
Their telling only lies
[Verse]
No one knows what it's like to be the sad man
Too many judge, he's white but thinks he's a black man
They don't know jack man, they say it's an act fam
I get pointed at, damn like uncle Sampson
I get hated on, discriminated on
They say I sound too much like Slim, they say I'm fake and all
Well guess what? I really don't give a fuck
Read between the lines, hold on let me pick it up
I'll never get away from that and it's a proven fact
I'm white, I got blue eyes and I'm good at rap
I'm so good at rap, dropped outta school for rap just to pursue this rap
Now I get paid doing rap
They say most white mc's are comedy acts
Well if you ask me the shit you seen is probably wack
Just listen to me I'm sicker than the flesh eating diseases
There's no denying my skill, give me the respect I need
[Hook]
No one knows what it's like to be the bad man, to be the sad man behind the lines
And no one knows what it's like to be hated, to be failing
Their telling only lies
[Rap Verse]
A million people will ask me bout Nasty
So first off, furthermore and lastly
If you talking shit your just wasting your time
There's only 10 rappers alive that'll get a co-sign
Cause we don't give a fuck what your preference is
But you'll get slapped if you're making Slim references
Like it's a race and shit, the same racist shit
Like Em why you be hanging with that racist prick?
Yo, we been threw the storm, threw the rain, threw the drought
Now we the mc's the world can't live without
So doubt and hate on us, the fuel makes us stronger
The more you talk about us the more we stay longer (oh)
Thank you to the people who're be showing us love
Ya'll keep a stable like trinity flood
And to the rest, we don't care what you think cause we're hip-hop
He's the paper, I'm the inc, bitch (oh)
[Outro Hook]
No one knows what it's like to be the bad man, to be the sad man behind the lines
No one knows what it's like to be the bad man, to be the sad man behind the lines
And no one knows what it's like to be hated, to be failing
Their telling only lies
[Verse]
No one knows what it's like to be the sad man
Too many judge, he's white but thinks he's a black man
They don't know jack man, they say it's an act fam
I get pointed at, damn like uncle Sampson
I get hated on, discriminated on
They say I sound too much like Slim, they say I'm fake and all
Well guess what? I really don't give a fuck
Read between the lines, hold on let me pick it up
I'll never get away from that and it's a proven fact
I'm white, I got blue eyes and I'm good at rap
I'm so good at rap, dropped outta school for rap just to pursue this rap
Now I get paid doing rap
They say most white mc's are comedy acts
Well if you ask me the shit you seen is probably wack
Just listen to me I'm sicker than the flesh eating diseases
There's no denying my skill, give me the respect I need
[Hook]
No one knows what it's like to be the bad man, to be the sad man behind the lines
And no one knows what it's like to be hated, to be failing
Their telling only lies
[Rap Verse]
A million people will ask me bout Nasty
So first off, furthermore and lastly
If you talking shit your just wasting your time
There's only 10 rappers alive that'll get a co-sign
Cause we don't give a fuck what your preference is
But you'll get slapped if you're making Slim references
Like it's a race and shit, the same racist shit
Like Em why you be hanging with that racist prick?
Yo, we been threw the storm, threw the rain, threw the drought
Now we the mc's the world can't live without
So doubt and hate on us, the fuel makes us stronger
The more you talk about us the more we stay longer (oh)
Thank you to the people who're be showing us love
Ya'll keep a stable like trinity flood
And to the rest, we don't care what you think cause we're hip-hop
He's the paper, I'm the inc, bitch (oh)
[Outro Hook]
No one knows what it's like to be the bad man, to be the sad man behind the lines