Various Artists - Bad Man lyrics

Born in Chicago Raised in the city streets My momma gave me the basic facts of life Get in the car boy Put your seatbelt on I never ride with anyone unless they wear their seatbelt That's one of my rules You look like you've been in a few scrapes I mean you're skinny and weak looking, but you're kind of wiry too I bet you can handle yourself alright if you have to Know what I mean? If I get into fighting, man, I'm serious Someone crosses me Straight off I nut them in the face and bring my heel down on that foot And break the bone I'm a fighter and a winner I'm a bad man You know everyone can tell the way I am I walk into a bar, their place of work, they're sh** scared They know I ain't no cop They think I've come to k** them And I would, I'd k** anyone who crosses me Or put them in the hospital I don't mess around Know what I mean? I'm a bad man Like music? Listen to this I was into these dudes before anybody Asked me to be the manager Called bullsh** on that Managing a pop group is no job for a man Hey, guess how many suits I got Guess how many shoes Guess how many ties sh**, I don't know Must be 25 at least And you better believe they're all silk, everyone Think your girlfriend loves you? Guess again One way to tell if a woman really loves you If she'll have your dog I'm a bad man