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Vinnie Paz

"Bad Day"

[Verse 1]
Some people wake up late, I wake up mad late
All the time hung over. It's a sad state
I love liquor. She's my b*tch and her ass great
But I don't remember anything from our last date
I wipe the sleep from my eyes and I peep my phone
20 texts, 30 calls, just leave me alone
My head pounding like crazy. I need some Patrón
That’s the hair of the dog. God need a bone
Kiss my mama on the cheek. She look beautiful
(Vinnie, you're a mess. What I'm gonna do with you?)
I know you cooking something
(Yeah, I made some food for you
Manicotti, braciole, and some prosciutto too)
I told you wild times, ma. I don't f*ck with pork
Please pass the Locatelli and a bunch of salt
The phone ring. It's the police, but who would've thought
This motherf*ckin' pig tellin' me I'm due in court

[Hook]
Every time that I feel this sh*t is goin' my way
Something come along and f*ck up my day
I had a rhyme in my mind. Now there's nothing to say
And cousin, that just f*cked up my day
Driving down the block. Someone cut in my way
That sh*t went and f*cked up my day
Rap critics, they always got something to say
I would never let that f*ck up my day

[Verse 2]

I don't know where the f*ck I'm at today
I drank a couple of bottles. I guess I have to pay
This b*tch laying next to me, she look like Cassius Clay
Gotta get outta here before she ask me to stay
I don't know how I got here in the first place
She had a bangin' body but she had the worst face
I guess I act like an animal. I deserve hate
She must've lured me in with white like she was third base
It ain't hard to convince me to do some dumb sh*t
Especially when I'm on that get high and drunk sh*t
That's why Vinnie always end up with a dumb b*tch
The only thing I'm never on is on some punk sh*t
I'm on the other side of town and I'm walkin' dolo
Panerai watch, Gucci kicks, lots of Polo
Goons ran up on a kid, put the gat to my dome
I was caught slippin'. I left the ratchet at home

[Hook]
Every time that I feel this sh*t is goin' my way
Something come along and f*ck up my day
I had a rhyme in my mind. Now there's nothing to say
And cousin, that just f*cked up my day
Driving down the block. Someone cut in my way
That sh*t went and f*cked up my day
Rap critics, they always got something to say
I would never let that f*ck up my day

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