Drunken Master - Say Goodnite To The Bad Guy lyrics

[Drunken Master] "Uh. Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Drunken Master, what-what." Yo, I'm 'bout ta f** yo' head like Stevie Wonder with the clippas ("Yeah, yeah.") Drunken Master, mobbin' like a real n***a Representin' wit' that hardcore rap sh** You ain't feelin' me? Meet me on the 'Lac, b**h And we can blaze up a sack of the sticky-green medicine, Take ya places ya neva been 'cause I've been around the world without a doubt Doin' sh** the average n***a dream about Deep in the game like p**y on prom night Livin' in the last days, tryin' ta get my mind right Game tight, ridin' wit' the Outlawz Playin' bustas to the left like a Southpaw Straight ridin', strictly Eastsidin' Mobbin' wit' my dogs, livin' like hogs, n***a Chedda chasin' wit' five on the blaze up 'Bout to get my wait up and stick the whole state up ['Scarface' samples] "You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be. You need people like Me. You need people like me so you can point your f**in' fingers and Say 'That's the bad guy.' Say goodnight to the bad guy!" [Drunken Master] n***as gamble wit' they life when they violate the zone Of a desperado hustler, tryin' to get my grind on Stayin' focused with my mind on them chedder chips Livin' well but tryin' to get that better sh** Like a candy-coated hummer wit' the drop-top Beatin' up your block, bumpin' underground 'Pac Ballin, on the road to the riches Never stallin, voice mail full of record labels callin' 'cause they know a n***a' gifted But f** fame. The n***as got the game twisted Gettin' lifted, representin' Shadyville Drunken Master, soldier in the feel sh** is real. Write it down and remember Number one contender, cold as December Never sober, ridin' 'til it's over Mixtape soldier, I told 'cha ['Scarface' samples] "Hey, fu*k YOU, MAN! WHO PUT THIS THING TOGETHER?! ME! THAT'S WHO! WHO DO I TRUST?! ME!!" ("ME!! ME...")