Bad Bad Man
Fat Joe Song Lyrics

Yeah.. now in ninety-threeEverybody knows the flavFat Joe Da Gangsta, yeahYou know my styleFat Joe, a.k.a. Da Fat GangstaI'm no joke, and I'm far from a pranksterI got skills, aiyyo word lifeSuckers is scared, because they know I live trifeAs I troop down the streets of a ghettoSkins are jockin, and always screamin helloBut I keep drivin in my jet black BeamerI'm not a daydreamer, but I'm known as a scheamerI'm dead-ass, when it comes to thisAnd if you fuck around, your moms'll reminisceThinkin of the good times she spent with her sonSomebody shoulda told you that I wasn't the oneYes I'm known to get nuff respectand if you face Fat Joe, well then you face your deathNow in ninety-three, it's time to take a standAnd you know how I'm livin, I'm a bad, bad, manNiggaz know the flav I'm a bad, bad, man! (cut and scratched 2X)Check itAll the old folks, hate my gutsCause I be hittin all they daughters and they big fat buttsCause I'm the papichulo when it comes to rapand if you fuck with me, then you leave handicappedI don't give a fuck, don't care who you areI gotta say peace to my peeps GangStarrSome real motherfuckers from around the hoodWhen I chills with them, we be up to no goodHittin skins, makin endsLoungin with my friends in my fat BMWhether Uptown in the Boogie DownOr checkin out stunts in the Polo GroundSee just like Mel, I'm internationally knownAnd I'm mob related, like Al Capone, check itToo hot to handle, blow you like a candleYou never catch Joe in the middle of a scandalNow in ninety-three it's time to take the standAnd you know how I'm livin, I'm a bad, bad, man!Everybody knows the flavI'm a bad, bad, man! (cut and scratched 2X)One day I was chillin, caught a buckshotThe nigga was butt, so then he gets no propsWord spread fast around townI was layin six feet deep underground, check itNiggaz wished the worst, but spoke too fastCause here I am and I'm ready to blast *gunshot*The cops must have missed, takin me for a bitchBecause they tried to gas me, and make me turn snitchBut I'm not the one for peaceSo I turned around and said, Fuck the police!I'm the type to handle this on my ownPack two joints and pass one to ToneThere's no shame in my game, I do what I gotta doSee I'm rollin with a crazy live crewNow in ninety-three it's time to take a standAnd you know how I'm livin I'ma bad, bad, man!Yeah!  Niggaz know the flavI'm a bad, bad, man! (cut and scratched)Nuff respect to my man Jazzy JDiamond D, Showbiz and A.G., and I'm outWordI'm a bad, bad, man! (cut and scratched to end)