Bad Company lyrics

[Verse 1]

I've been waiting for this sh*t to erupt
In a glass shell, been rocking back and forth for a month
(for a month)
I can't remember the name of a coward only the pain and the scars gained contour the veins, brother
I put the rank on my back
Let the information sink when you gaze at the facts
I'll be waiting for the double headed snake and the rat
I need to react and then adapt
Before the climax and keep intact, cuz (uh)
I keep a terror attack style like cyrax blowing up the mass, mask on (what)
I'm in a class above a black belt just like a master
Bow to disaster
Sipping blood dripping from a dagger
Relax like two fat hits of blue magic
Raised by the classics
First release on repeat, turn them all into addicts

(Yeah, and they still ain't f*cking with us)

[Chorus]

You can't f*ck with my clique
Mad at the world with them scars on my fist, b*tch
You can't f*ck with my clique
When you're living in a state of mind you can't fix
You can't f*ck with my clique
Mad at the world with them scars on my fist, b*tch
You can't f*ck with my clique
When you're living in a state of mind you can't fix