Bad 2 Da Bone

[Intro: O.C. Sample] Bad 2 Da Bone [Hook: O.C. Sample] x4 Bad 2 Da Bone [Verse 1: Taj Mahal] I'm Bad, thuggish-ruggish 2 Da Bone Carry a chrome, on my own, fly to ya dome Never will there be another brother like me T.M., a legend like my man Rakim Lotta niggas step up, they get slain in the rain Feel the pain as the blood leaks from ya brain Ya dead, flatline, no return Burn from the fire, you must learn That I don't play, ain't no games allowed People clearin' out, some call me move the crowd Known for makin' niggas run, top gun A champion, a madman like Charles Manson Legend of the Crewz Pop, it won't stop As I kick mad flavour from my Verbal Glock I shock the world, power overload, I explode Blow up, yo, I'm out of control When I roll up, buck buck, buck, shoot shoot I'm on some Biggie shit son, Gimme Ya Loot Taj Mahal is the greatest of them all Plus I'm razor sharp like a cat's claw, haha [Chorus: O.C. Sample] Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone [Verse 2: Q-Ball] As I tune into another frequency, Q-Ball Will never fall, stand tall to the yes, yes, y'all Ya ball clapper, you're nothin' but a young whippersnapper Be the man, kickin' jams, no more Dapper Dapper Dan Q.G.D., representin' streets o' Philly Where niggas get silly with the guns over the funds I'm the fearsome one, I stole your role like fees My rhymes burn emcees like crack burns calories Buckin' the knees, leavin' the scene with cheese You played out like polka dots, more trifer than nigga knots The clique I'm with, will spit on a nigga With the trigger, Q break niggas so how ya figure that your bigger, bitch Dig a bigger ditch like DFC I lick shots, call me finger lickin' like KFC Q-B, to the A to the double L I'm high powered, with more volts than the third rail I'm hittin' niggas with power moves, you lose Makin' suckers bruised 'cause I must leave clues Payin' dues, 'cause I'm on a road to the riches Lampin' in a AC with a TEC, pullin' bitches Gettin' my crews on to the break of dawn You got beef, I'll buck it down on your front lawn There's too much stress in this world to be a bitch Releasin' it out, within my MAC-10 clip, 'cause I'm [Chorus: O.C. Sample] Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone [Verse 3: Q-Ball] The pessimist is the realness, I buck 'em down with the hot shit Ya fuck with this, ya get your hood lit Now peep this, I stroll through crews at my own risk I'm sick with this, you just been added to the Schindler's List Mafia modality, stickin' niggas just to come up with my salary It's all about power, see I'm strugglin' with mine, son, it's hard times At the drop of the dime I swing crime like a baton Qur'an Goodman, livin' large like Reno Rollin' deep, squad rougher than the Gambinos Monitor one, bucked up one Any beef I defeat, call me a rebel like [?] I fuck your sample up like distortion As a small portion, I ruin lives like abortion The street sweeper, have you swept off your feet Don't try to get deep, poachin', you a creep, I'm the ocean I'm hopin', you don't want an open toten Bullets is pokin', leavin' niggas chests open You wanna rumble? Yo, that shit's played out like pop, and I pull out my 4-5, buck it and shoot your pockets [Chorus: O.C. Sample] Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone Bad 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone, 2 Da Bone