Down Bad

Album: Revenge of the Dreamers III (2019)
Charted: 64
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  • [Intro: Young Nudy]
    Tell 'em, slime

    [Verse 1: Young Nudy]
    Yeah, I am the king of the E.A.?
    Get this bitch screwed like the DJ (Big slime)
    Yeah, I am the shit where we play
    We got the chalk where we play (Okay)
    Yeah, come through the city
    We gon’ chop your ass up just like some sushi (Yeah)
    AK47, stick go stupid (Yeah)
    Draw the money out, all the way...

    [Verse 2: JID]
    Okay, lil' dirty, nappy-headed East Atlanta nigga
    Father said that I was a force
    .44, Hank Aaron chrome
    When I make it home, then get out the Porsche
    Let a nigga cover FADER 'fore I have to fade a nigga at the FADER Fort
    It’s tomato or tomato, either way, the boy the greatest
    Play it, I won't say it no more
    I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad
    I had to tighten the fuck up, but I'm here for the crown
    Board of Education vs. Brown
    I was bored of education, left the town
    Fuck a résumé and fuck a cap and gown
    Fuck a background check back 'round when I get the check
    Nigga, that's now

    [Chorus: JID]
    I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad
    I had to tighten the fuck up, but I'm here for the crown, crown (Oh, shit)
    I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad
    I had to tighten the fuck up, but I'm here for the crown, crown, crown, crown

    [Verse 3: Bas]
    I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad
    Picked up the pad, picked up the slack
    Pick of the litter, don't litter no bag
    Bassy been pickin’ up racks, raps comin’ clearer than Acuvue 2
    When I'm back in the booth
    Got ’em hackin' a Shaq 'cause they lackin' the juice
    Niggas droppin’ the ball, they on Shaqtin' a Fool
    Actavis drool out the side of their face
    We ain't jackin' it, we ain't dappin' them fools
    Get a napkin, you dudes is embarassin'
    Who going crazy like us? No comparison
    Dreamville like Marion Jones on the steroids
    Y'all niggas slow as a heroin high
    Y'all had a year, y'all had a year
    Y'all had a year, but you let it go by
    Yee

    [Chorus: JID]
    I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad
    I had to tighten the fuck up, but I'm here for the crown, crown (Oh, shit)
    I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad
    I had to tighten the fuck up, but I'm here for the crown, crown, crown, crown

    [Verse 4: J. Cole]
    Dreamville head honcho
    Bitch, we came from nothin' just like the big bang theory
    That poverty stains kept the pain buried
    And covered the shame with a dream
    We would have fortune and fame
    A mil' in the bank, chameleon paint turned cranberry
    Now little Jermaine got the same story
    As that boy out of St. Vincent-St. Mary: G.O.A.T.?
    All hail King Cole, first of his name, long may he reign
    The boy got the throne, but you know it ain't a game
    Ville nigga, I was born in the same
    Pressure cooker that's been known to bust a lump of coal and make a diamond
    Two six, we enrolled in Reaganomics
    Crew sick, we the Golden State of rhyming, on God

    [Verse 5: Johnny Venus]
    You could die today, so be hell to pay
    I'm a livin', breathin', schemin' testimony
    So don't test me, homie, put that in ya, homie
    Put a foot up that ass, you a steppin' stone
    All my niggas ain't gettin' no sleep
    All of my niggas be chasin' their dreams
    Ooh, I'm a force of nature, I can't wait to date ya
    I was havin' problems 'til I had to break through
    All my tattoos for sure, they ain't never for show
    Might get tattoo'd on today, ya ho get the dope
    Spend my time makin' love to your thoughts
    Gon' get in line, baby, slut up your mind
    It's a brand new season, I'm a righteous heathen
    I take on the challenge and I leave it bleedin'
    I was down bad, now I'm even Steven
    And I'm leavin', leavin' every fuckin' weekend (Oh)

    [Chorus: JID]
    I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad
    I had to tighten the fuck up, but I'm here for the crown, crown (Oh, shit)
    I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad
    I had to tighten the fuck up, but I'm here for the crown, crown, crown, crown
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