Jon Jr - How Bad Lyrics

Cause I don't speak, cause it's on my mind
Cause I was chipped up, when you seen me last time
Wanna know the drama behind that last line
A rapper can't have regrets for crime
Shed a tear when he seen his moms crying
Can't swear down that this is the last time
There's no constent except for change
And the method that I'm making it I can't complain
They like, JLs caking it, simple and plain
While the rest of ya'll faking it, chasing fame
I was wrapped up, side tracked, missed the train
Mr magnificent, awfully vain
They swore, I was gett'in it from off the plane
Either that or lucked up in the lottery game
Why they had to play me like, my money ain't right
Even though I knew that it wasn't, that's a foresight
That was way back, when I was up the turnpike
I was up to my knees, in need of a dirt bike
I could tell you bout being up in the spotlight
Breaking bread with dudes the Ds wanna indict
Had us all but much to my delight
You can't build a case without the merchandise
How bad you wanna know, bout when I had the blue sedan and
How bad you wanna know, had the juvies going hand to hand man
How bad you wanna know, gett'in broke up was not in the plans damn
How bad you wanna know, now these reporters wanna know who I am
I was in knee deep, sent the Ds to the dorm room
So full blown, we needed more room
By the looks, you'd think we was hustling mushrooms
Security tripping like you'll be hearing from us soon
I needed Jesus in the next room
Clarence ain't hear me, I was forced to stay tuned
On average fought for more leg room
Till the day I was caught up in the court room
Brought up on charges trumped up
Me and Marquez, but it was oddly my luck
That, at the time was pressed awfully much
But my full court game ain't nothing out the trunk
Ya'll bootleg dudes could stay up
By the crumbs round my mouth, must be caked up
And my thread game is A+
With little or no needle, I got it sown up
How bad you wanna know, bout when I had the blue sedan and
How bad you wanna know, had the juvies going hand to hand man
How bad you wanna know, gett'in broke up was not in the plans damn
How bad you wanna know, now these reporters wanna know who I am
I'm in the passenger, looking at whereabouts
Thinking back, when I was living in my parent's house
Few incidents but only what I could laugh about
Selling oregano, being caught with a fo-fo
Can't brag about me ever hustling blow
Unless I extort you for stories that I know
My game, was to be sold and that's for sho
That's why the double cd gone cost you a bit mo
I could of landed in the NBA
Or, trying to get my MBA
Instead I got caught up in the court room facing the DA
My moment of clarity was realized that day
I was looking in the mirror much like MJ
Staring back at a wacko, what could I say
With the cards stacked against me, suit still crispy
What was I to do if the judge won't play
How bad you wanna know, bout when I had the blue sedan and
How bad you wanna know, had the juvies going hand to hand man
How bad you wanna know, gett'in broke up was not in the plans damn
How bad you wanna know, now these reporters wanna know who I am
Couldn't talk about it if you ain't live it
Couldn't talk about it if you ain't live it
Couldn't talk about it if you ain't live it
Couldn't talk about it if you ain't live it