JUGGA THE BULLY - It's All Bad lyrics

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Empty ya pocketbook hand over ya wallet

I got financial problems your money can solve-quick

I've exhausted every option for me it's all-bad

Since I don't got what I want I'll take what ya'll-have

It's hard to admire those folks who got-it-made

I'm in an optic-haze that's why the pot-get-blazed

Busy concoctin'-ways to get my pockets-paid

To hell with legitimate moves that topic's-played

Shots-get-sprayed due to extended frustration

Facin' humiliation, plus-hatin'

Fukk-waitin' negativity scarred-my-surface

My mouth needs washing out disregard-the-curses

And though God-and-Church-is common knowledge-to-me

And I got a college-degree I need dollars-to-flee

Away from harm's-mockery and this darn-poverty

Armed-robbery would fit best with my charm-probably

Left the bar-wobbly hopped in my car-sloppily

Headed to the bank to withdraw ya'll's-property

It's all-gotta-be planned out to the decimal

Fukk that...I'll do it on the fly unprofessional

Don't ask no-questions-hoe just fill-the-sack-up

If you touch that panic button you will-be-clapped-slut

This is really-bad-but I'm clean-outta-options

When one idiot began to scream-out-I-shot-him

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Now what started out as robbery is now murder-first

I grabbed the teller and vowed aloud I'd hurt-her-worse

Told every woman in the bank lobby invert-her-purse

Taking advantage of my perks lookin' up skirts-perverse

Had to pistol whip a clerk...someone nurse-the-jerk

You can either leave on foot or be dispersed-in-dirt

Any hearse-would-work so you encased-in transportation

Agitation could mean emancipation cancellation

Brooding ramifications which is including shootings

Cuz I'm trying to come up like the Rodney King lootings

My situation's not improving still won't-surrender-shit

I got a goal...only thing is I don't-remember-it

They prolly think I've masterminded some crime-syndicate

And since I killed that man they won't believe I'm-innocent

Now that I'm-in-this-shit I might as well profit-by-this

Ya'll must meet my demands for me to end this hostage-crisis

The cops-from-vice-is set up with cocked Glock-devices

Plus they got-advisors from the Feds to stop-demises

I know they got-surprises I see the snipers-stationed

I moved the hostages into the vault for isolation

Picked up the phone and told my ransom price-to-Jake-then

Explainin' they have until around midnight-for-payment

Or else these folk go'n be beat down like-enslavement

And I'mma blast any candy ass who tries-to-save-them

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It's-critical this-criminal action is despicable

But irresistible since I cannot exist-predictable

Withdraw ya principle take it with me when my chopper-comes

I gotta-run makin' sure my bag is stuffed with lotsa-funds

Must achieve the optimum-score I'm even pickin'-up

Singles I dropped-on-the-floor...heard a knock-on-the-door

Now I'm cockin'-the-four pound "Is my helicopter-fueled-up?"

"Is anyone there hurt?" "Yeah tell-the-doctor-two-but...

They ain't leavin' until I'm out the sniper's-range

And hurry with my weed and clothes I'd like-to-change"

I knew the type-of-games they played...stallin'-for-that-stuff

Callin'-for-back-up to put holes all-in-my-fat-butt

I bust a couple shots and so now they fallin'-back-but

My ammunition’s limited and they started sparkin'-gats-up

Those marksman's-bad-luck translated to good-fortune

They missed me I licked-three more captives to-force-them

To gimme mine now that my body count-is-five

I doubt-that-I've got a chance to make it out-alive

If I survive I'll be executed no life-imprisonment

So I cocked the nine and asked for my-deliverance

I tried-considerin' if my top would not-have-blew-off

But now my main concern is exiting on top-the-roof-loft

I shot-a-few-off flipped off the cops-and-flew-off

Then disappeared in North Cack like I'm Eric Robert-Rudolph

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