Bad 4 Good - Felony Lyrics

The time has come to form a line to make a stand and fight
Do somethin' 'bout the world today and try to make it right
We think that there are barriers that try to hold us in
When really it's our ignorance that is the ball and chain
But all the walls that fall will soon be built back up
'Cause all the racist idiots just don't give a f*ck
Look where we are headed: straight for the end
Let's stop the fight, an' make it right, a message we'll send
Economy is shot; the dollar's kinda small
A million f*ckin' dollars to every bomb that falls...boom

Aaaw shit, you thought that was it
You heard the soft smooth voice, but now watch my gears shift
It's not OK what you do with your waste
So I'm gonna have to put ya in ya motha f*ckin' place
Thought you were bad, but I'm iron-clad
No training camp; I'm champ, use my pen and pad
I may be young, but you sure look dumb
I'll make your lady my bitch with a slip of my tongue
You're a sap sucker; a motha f*ckah
And when you don't give a damn you're just a piece of shit
And bitch....Aaaaahh!

Nah nah nah, na na na nah
Nah nah nah, na na na nah

Play that funky music, Thomas

Now, I saved the best for last, and my words are heard like a shotgun blast
Got class. I don't come in last. I got a thirst for first, so you can kiss me ass
I open my eyes, and I speak what I feel
Oh and if I offended you, big deal
Who are you to be offended (yeah); lend a hand
Care for the earth, act like you give a damn (Give a damn)
If it's against the law (law) to say what I see (see) then I guess this song is just a...felony

Hah! Imagine that. It's against the law
So come and arrest me, asshole
Come on. I'm ready. Let's go.
Bitch!

[Thanks to budnickto for adding these lyrics]