Bài hát: Bad Mother F*cker - Machine Gun Kelly, Kid Rock
[Hook]
When the line froze, what did I see?
A bad *** standing next to me
With his eyes closed, told he can't see
Tryna follow orders, just gone and be free
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad mother***er 'til the day I die
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad mother***er 'til the day I die
Yeah, bad (bad)
Mother (***er)
'Til the (day)
I (die)
[Verse 1]
I'm a Bad Brains, Bruce Wayne in the fast lane
Couple Js in the ash tray, style mother***er
Tattoo'd back, man see the rap name
Take a bath in the champagne, wild mother***er
Straight from the block, dawg, ducking shots walking to the store
Dollar for a Black & Mild, mother***er
Blew up as a rockstar so I'm top floor
Throwing drinks on a cop car, foul mother***er
The only number calling up my phone
Is from my dealer, swear that dude won't leave me alone
Cause he know when I pick up, I'ma cop a couple zones
And my girl know I ain't ***in' 'til she roll me up a cone
I be keeping freaks in the home, yeah
Apollonia
Gold teeth like the Nolia
Keep 'em on, yeah
I be rolling stoned, yeah
I should be on the cover with my middle finger
Screaming, "I'm a bad mother***er"
[Hook]
When the line froze, what did I see?
A bad *** standing next to me
With his eyes closed, told he can't see
Tryna follow orders, just gone and be free
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad mother***er 'til the day I die
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad mother***er 'til the day I die
Yeah, bad (bad)
Mother (***er)
'Til the (day)
I (die)
[Verse 2]
Kid Rock, that's a bad mother***er
Young Kells, that's a bad mother***er (oh ***)
Detroit, y'all some bad mother***ers
Cleveland, y'all some bad mother***ers
Okay I'm reaching in my pocket
Got a condom and a hundred dollar bill (uh)
I can snort a rock or I can spend it on a pill (uh)
I be with some models that just flew in from Brazil
And they give me pussy 365 days a year (bitch)
I'm the type to never go to sleep
I'm the type to break a couple mother***ers' teeth
I'm the type to drop a hit of acid on the beach
And fly to Baltimore and scream, "*** the police!"
Do not get it twisted, this is not an image
There are legends told about the nights I'm in the buildings
It is not a question whether or not I'm the trillest
Every bitch is pressing me to get some cum on their acrylics
1.5 million for my record deal and now I got the feeling
I could finally give a *** about my parents' marriage healing (*** 'em)
I'ma buy some mirrors just to put them on the ceiling
So when I wake up I see the realest mother***er breathing
[Hook]
When the line froze, what did I see?
A bad *** standing next to me
With his eyes closed, told he can't see
Tryna follow orders, just gone and be free
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad mother***er 'til the day I die
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad mother***er 'til the day I die
Yeah, bad (bad)
Mother (***er)
'Til the (day)
I (die)
