John Joseph - Bad Idea Lyrics

Start the game ill ring the bell
No turning back I'm in the ring
Hear all the people are the best
But there can only be one king
Drop glass ill take a sprite
You drop the foam ill make you lean
Ring the bell I'm on the ropes
I see them hanging on the strings
Younging in the game
Imma make a lane
Doing all the same
Needa change Tryna make it rain
Said I'm the ropes but they broke
Hanging by the chains
Choking on the smoke from the dope
Now its in ya veins
Turnip (Turn Up) from the ground
They don't eat the beets
Cheat defeat
No pigs but they eat the feet
No breaks no sleep I don't need the sheets
I aint talking cavities but I'm in the sweets
Im looking down up from the sky
And you know that I aint fallen
Put your Hands up to the sky
Scream the lujah to my halle
Ayiti you know I'm here listen up
Mwen di Map alle
Listen you got a problem with the movement
Then pa pale
We all used to be cool but you waste my time
And now you can't find me I'm off the grid
You just wanna see views
So you can climb you wanna read the signs
But i aint from the 6
Im the Eye find the A, R
No animation we on the pixs
I don't need the clips
I aint talking guns
I just need the mic
Thats clenched in my fist

You can't mess with me
Now Thats Another Bad Idea
Them Haters they can't see
Thats Another Bad Idea

You can't mess with me
Thats Another Bad Idea
Them Haters they can't see
Thats Another Bad Idea

You can't mess with me
Thats Another Bad Idea
The critics they can't see
They Say they got the keys
Well thats another bad Idea

Look
You rappers the the same
You spit and y'all walkin the same
Blow up from vine and they hype on the fame
Think it's the grind but I'm grinding like chains
Got all my stripes now I'm earning my fangs
Reaching new heights cause I'm standing on planes
Swiping on tinder cause I think it's strange
Online when I type I'm killin this
By the throat like medusa
Who is John what's it to ya
Y'all don't know me I'm silent just like the J Hallelujah!
This ain't bout punchlines or metaphors
See I came in fourth
So you just met a four
Y'all shut me out so I shut the door
It's the Black Plague
You need to find a cure
Gimmie the microphone (cause)
Imma need another minute
Take another minute
Imma take the gun and Imma kill it
I ain't talking colors you can take the navy Imma seal it
Why You thinking at the top but Imma take another limit
Nineteen Bro and I'm killin it
I'm at the top of my game it's a pyramid
Come in my booth and I'll show you a lyricist
They for the money but listen I'm seriousAgh
Number 1
Y'all 5th place
They in the front like they get lace
This is black and white no mixtape
I live the dream, with eyes wide awake
Uh, what happened to real music
Ain't even my song but they still losing
Next time Imma do it acapella
Cause this is dead
That was so abusive

You can't mess with me
Now Thats Another Bad Idea
Them Haters they can't see
Thats Another Bad Idea

You can't mess with me
Thats Another Bad Idea
Them Haters they can't see
Thats Another Bad Idea

You can't mess with me
Thats Another Bad Idea
The critics they can't see
They Say they got the keys
Well thats another bad Idea