Down Bad

[Intro: Young Nudy] Tell ’em, slime [Verse 1: Young Nudy] Yeah, I am the king of the E.A.? Get this bitch screwed like the DJ (Big slime) Yeah, I am the shit where we play We got them choppers where we play (Okay) Yeah, come through the city We gon’ chop your ass up just like some sushi (Yeah) AK-47, stick go stupid (Yeah) Drop the money off on the way… [Verse 2: JID] Okay, lil’ dirty, nappy-headed East Atlanta nigga Father said that I was a force .44, Hank Aaron chrome Wanna make it home? Then get out the Porsche Let a nigga cover FADER ‘fore I have to fade a nigga at the FADER Fort It’s tomato or tomato, either way, the boy the greatest Play it, I won’t say it no more I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad I had to tighten the fuck up, but I’m here for the crown Board of Education vs. Brown I was bored of education, left the town Fuck a résumé and fuck a cap and gown Fuck a background check back ’round when I get the check Nigga, that’s now [Chorus: JID] I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad I had to tighten the fuck up, but I’m here for the crown, crown (Oh, shit) I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad I had to tighten the fuck up, but I’m here for the crown, crown, crown, crown [Verse 3: Bas] I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad Picked up the pad, picked up the slack Pick of the litter, don’t litter no bag Bassy been pickin’ up racks, raps comin’ clearer than Acuvue 2 And I’m back in the booth Got ’em hackin’ a Shaq ’cause they lackin’ the juice Niggas droppin’ the ball, they on Shaqtin’ a Fool Actavis drool down the side of yo face We ain’t jackin’ it, we ain’t dappin’ them fools Get a napkin, you dudes is embarassin’ Who going crazy like us? No comparison Dreamville like Marion Jones on the steroids Y’all niggas slow as a heroin high Y’all had a year, y’all had a year? Y’all had a year, but you let it go by Yee [Chorus: JID] I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad I had to tighten the fuck up, but I’m here for the crown, crown (Oh, shit) I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad I had to tighten the fuck up, but I’m here for the crown, crown, crown, crown [Verse 4: J. Cole] Dreamville head honcho Bitch, we came from nothin’ just like the big bang theory The poverty stains kept the pain buried And covered the shame with a dream We would have fortune and fame A mil’ in the bank, chameleon paint turned cranberry Now little Jermaine got the same story As that boy out of St. Vincent-St. Mary, G.O.A.T.? All hail King Cole, first of his name, long may he reign The boy got the throne, but you know it ain’t a game Ville nigga, I was born in the same Pressure cooker that’s been known to bust a lump of coal and make a diamond Two six, we enrolled in Reaganomics Crew sick, we the Golden State of rhyming, on God [Verse 5: Johnny Venus] You could die today, so be hell to pay I’m a livin’, breathin’, schemin’ testimony So don’t test me, homie, put the knee in horny Put a foot up that ass, you a steppin’ stone All my niggas ain’t gettin’ no sleep All of my niggas be chasin’ their dreams Ooh, I’m a force of nature, I can’t wait to date ya I was havin’ problems ’til I had to break through All my tattoos for sure, they ain’t never for show Might get tattooed on tour, tell ya ho get the door Spend my time makin’ love to your thoughts Gon’ get in line, baby, slut up your mind It’s a brand new season, I’m a righteous heathen I take on the challenge and I leave it bleedin’ I was down bad, now I’m even Steven And I’m leavin’, leavin’ every fuckin’ weekend (Oh) [Chorus: JID] I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad I had to tighten the fuck up, but I’m here for the crown, crown (Oh, shit) I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad I had to tighten the fuck up, but I’m here for the crown, crown, crown, crown

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