Ha ha ha come on bad news ha ha
Well bad news travels like wild fire goodnews travels slow
They all call me Wildfire ha ha cause everybody knows
I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always gettin' in a trouble and leaving little girls that hate to see me go
They tried to hang me in Oakland and the did in Francisco
But I wouldn't choke I broke their rope and they had to let me go
Cause I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always gettin' in a trouble and leaving little girls that hate to see me go
Now from north to south east to west the story is the same
From one state to another I have to change my name
Cause I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always gettin' in a trouble and leaving little girls that hate to see me go
[ dobro ]
Well now I've picked peaches in Georgia I lumberjacked in Maine
I've been hired fired and jailed in any town you can name
Cause I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always gettin' in a trouble and leaving little girls that hate to see me go

(Gary Moore)

Na-ha-ha.

Bad news ain't no use.
So keep your thoughts to yourself.
You're a sad excuse, subject for abuse.
Gotta throw you back up on the shelf.

I never lied, I never tried,
I gave my love to your wholesale.
And when the times start looking good,
it never seems to fail.
You bring me bad news.

I'm often rude, loving you.
This time you made your last mistake.
I cut loose from running news.
They strangle every breath I take.

I never lied, I never tried.
I gave my love to your wholesale.
And when the times start looking good,
it never seems to fail.
You bring me bad news.
I'll write the news from now on, honey.
Yeah-yeah.

Ah, na-na.
Na-na-na-na.

I'm often rude, loving you.
This time you made your last mistake.
I've broken loose from running news.
They strangle every breath I take.

I never lied, I never tried.
I gave my love to your wholesale.
And when the times start looking good,
it never seems to fail.
You bring me bad news.
Ha-ha-ha-ha.

Looks like I'll be writing the news from now on, honey.
Yeah, never fails.
You bring me bad news.
That's right.
Ooh, no news is good news, for me to say.
Yeah, your news is good to me blues.
Ah, yeah, I never lied.

Bad news, bad news, bad news.
Yeah, hooh, never fails.
My turn, you get in the rain.
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-bad news.
Have it your way.
Never let me say.
Just bring me bad news,
that's right.

Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad news.
Aough, aough, aough.

Baby, you ain't a man
'cause my heart's carried in your hand.
any fool can see,
I love my misery.

Bad news
It's born in my blood.
Bad news

Some live to undo,
some live to be undone
my grey sky's growing dark
I feed on my own heart.

Bad news
It's born in my blood.
Bad news.

Whisper's what you done,
crazy I've brought a gun
my finger's to your window,
Whiskey's on my clothes
I'm bad news
It's born in my blood.

Bad news.
It's born in my blood.

Bad news is come to town
He's walking
three feet off the ground
He's ordering another round.
Bound by his own ideas,
Lost, doesn't know
where she is found.

Bad news is fighting mad
He went and lost
the biggest prize
he ever had
But a prizefighter
can't be sad
When he smiles under
golden lights and lamps
Taking daylight fights
again and again.

Bad news is come to town
He's walking
three feet off the ground
He's ordering another round.
Bound by his own ideas,
Lost, doesn't know
where she is gone.

Bad news is fighting mad
He went and lost
the biggest prize
he ever had
But a prizefighter
can't be sad
When he smiles under
golden lights and lamps
Taking daylight fights
again and again.

Bad news is come to town.

One, two, one two three four...

Bad news travels like a wildfire
And good news travels slow
They call my your Wildfire
Every place I go

'Cause I'm bad news
Mmmm... every place I go, oh oh now
Oh Lord always gettin' in trouble
Leavin' little girls who hate to see me go

(Bad news, bad news) [repeat ad lib.]

I've picked peaches down in Georgia
Lumberjacked up in Maine
I've been hired and jailed
In every state you can name

'Cause I'm bad news
Every place I go, oh oh now
Because I'm always gettin' into trouble
And I'm leavin' little girls who hate to see me go

(Bad news, bad news)
(Bad news, bad news)

[Instrumental]

Lord they tried to hang me down in Oakland
And they did in San Frisco
But I wouldn't choke
And I broke their rope
And they had to let me go

'Cause I'm bad news
Every place I go, every place I go
You know I'm always gettin' into trouble
And I'm leavin' little girls who hate to see me go

(Bad news, bad news) [repeat ad lib.]

Because I'm bad news...
Oh you better believe it...
Oh I'm bad news... I tell it like it is...
I got to tell you Lord, I'm bad news...
Yeah I'm bad news...

Baby, you ain't a man
Cause my heart's carried in your hand
Any fool can see
I love my misery
Bad news
It's born in my blood
Bad news

Some live to undo
Some live to be undone
My sky is growing dark
I feed on my own heart
Bad news
It's born in my blood
Bad news

Mama, tell me what is wrong
That every time I sing this song
You know I find you on my mind
Bad news

Whispers of what you've done
Crazy I bought a gun
My fingers to your window
Whiskey's on my clothes
I'm bad news
It's born in my blood
Bad news
Bad news ...

Gimme the bad news
Yea, tell it to me straight
I can take it
I'll start on the countdown
I've got about a minute left for you
Someday, I'm gonna laugh it off until I cry
Someway, I'm going to get on with my life

So gimme the bad news baby
Now don't make me wait
I wanna know that I'm your biggest mistake
Gimme the bad news baby
Now don't turn away
I know the truth no matter what you say
Gimme the bad news, the bad news today

So tell me how it feels when you fake it
You nearly ought to hang around
and even if there's nothing left to do
Yea, go on
Let me see you act like the king of truth
Yea, be strong
I'm gonna leave it up to you

So gimme the bad news baby
Now don't make me wait
I wanna know that I'm your biggest mistake
Gimme the bad news baby
Now don't turn away
I know the truth no matter what you say
Gimme the bad news, the bad news today

Tell it to me loud
That you can't take it
Yea, scream it out loud
We're going down
I wanna stay and shout
Now gimme something to do

So gimme the bad news baby

So gimme the bad news baby
Now don't make me wait
I wanna know that I'm your biggest mistake
Gimme the bad news baby
Now don't turn away
I know the truth no matter what you say
Gimme the bad news, the bad news today
Gimme the bad news today

So gimme the bad news
Yea, tell it to me straight
Gimme the bad news

Guess i'm doing something wrong
Never feel right in these shoes
Pocket full of matches and a head full of flames
Got to warn you that i'm bad news

She tucks me in and then she screams
"one day you will have to choose
Either take care of me or take care of you
And don't pretend you're not bad news"

Come on now i'll take you home
You don't have a thing to lose
But stick around long enough and you'll find out
I am nothing but bad news

You can never change where you're from
No matter who i will accuse
I'm gonna get on with a better life
And one day i won't be bad news

It's the same everyday when i wake up
It's the same in the way that you
Gave me up
In the middle of a swan dive

And i was soaring down
Perfect and slow

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Tray pound's in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news

[Lloyd Banks]
I get little man mad cause I'm flossin' bad
I ain't a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab
I talk money cause it costs to brag
Round here bitches walk round here at the horse's head (?)
Rap it get your face stuck on them bricks
I don't really like to exercise but I'll push up on a bitch
Y'all sweet like 99 bananas
That's why I got 99 niggaz wit 99 hammers
They all want a nigga to stop
Cause I rap slick enough to slip the ring off of Vivica Fox
I'm just a playa that found out where the cokes know
That's why I'mma be around longer than the Oprah show
You and your man y'all both should know
That all it takes is a finger to send you where the ghosts go
Shit I been hated since the 5th grade
that's why my best friend the tray pound, a ice pick, and a switch blade

[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Tony's back at it again)

[Tony Yayo]
Rule number one pick a target and study him for weeks
See where they rest at and lay with their peeps
Now you got the drop, know their daily routine
So the 2nd rule please leave the crime scene please
3rd rule pick a day, 4th rule pick a time
5th rule pick a fifth, 6th rule pick a nine
And the seventh rule make sure your sidearm sweet
So when the shootout you leave him 6 feet deep
8th meet in a fast car with disguise
Use a ski mask with shades on your eyes
9th rule don't say shit cause Po-Po listen
Fuck around you end up being stuck in the system
And the 10th rule don't put a tag on a broken heart
Just put a toe-tag on your mark
And rule number 11, you caught a body but you not a legend
You better watch where you heading

[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)

[50 cent]
Go ahead go against me I'll hurt your feelings
Stones in my cross the size of your earrings
My confidence level's high nigga can't tell
Licking my lips at cha bitch like im L L.
I smile like a nigga in jail receiving mail
Better yet like nigga Bookers that made bail
From day one I came in the game they said I was hot
They got scared, "Cent got money", and I got shot
You put pressure on me when you compare me to Pac
I'm just a new kid, I can't help that I'm hot
What little niggaz say to 50 cent don't matter
I'll fire shots at the ship and watch the seas scatter
my enemies never turn into friends, my friends turn into enemies
you scared then get the fuck around me
Record execs know not to play with my checks
I come through and put my knife cause I'm a pain your neck (YEAH!)

[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Tray pound's in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news

A billion people died on the news tonight
But not so many cried at the terrible sight
Well momma said
It's just make believe
You can't believe everything you see
So baby close your eyes to the lullabies
On the news tonight

Who's the one to decide that it would be all right
To put the music behind the news tonight
Well momma said
You can't believe everything ya hear
The diagetic world is so unclear
So baby close your ears
On the news tonight
On the news tonight
The unobtrusive tones, on the news tonight

And momma said, mmmmmmm
Why don't the news casters cry when they read about people who die?
At least they could be decent enough to put just a tear in their eyes

Momma said
it's just make believe
You can't believe everything ya see
So baby close your eyes to the lullabies
On the news tonight

Bad news is come to town
He's walking
three feet off the ground
He's ordering another round.
Bound by his own ideas,
Lost, doesn't know
where she is found.

Bad news is fighting mad
He went and lost
the biggest prize
he ever had
But a prizefighter
can't be sad
When he smiles under
golden lights and lamps
Taking daylight fights
again and again.

Bad news is come to town
He's walking
three feet off the ground
He's ordering another round.
Bound by his own ideas,
Lost, doesn't know
where she is gone.

Bad news is fighting mad
He went and lost
the biggest prize
he ever had
But a prizefighter
can't be sad
When he smiles under
golden lights and lamps
Taking daylight fights
again and again.

Bad news is come to town.

Every time I turn on the TV click to the news and I see is bad things happening
People dying and people killing
and everybody amplifying destruction and chaos all around the world
Every time I see it it makes my stomach curl

We've gotta make up for all the mistakes that have been made
and the way the media portrays the day
in the life of someone else as some stupid celebrity
the media takes a good story and pumps it full of evil
and i'm getting fed up with the whole deal
and everyday people are upset with the world itself
and i'm stuck in the middle of a growing trend
where friends aren't friends until the end
they'll stab each other in the back for little recognition
before they know what to do they're down to zero and nobody wants to know them

[Chorus:]
Freight train headed for me
and i can't see a thing
freight train headed for me
freight train of destruction like a punch in the face

News at 6 o'clock eleven eleven thirty
all i see is people dying
CNN and all the terrorists
when will this cycle of shit begin to end?

Every time i look at the news paper
i see the headlines saying things and jumping out at me
more modern war stories, more things to worry about
the list is piling up and it seems that i can't do a thing about it
the media makes fun of it and we have to live it

Every time I turn on the TV click to the news and I see it's some bad things happening
People dying and people killing
and everybody amplifying destruction and chaos all around the world
Every time I see it it makes my stomach curl

[Chorus]
Brigade jump on a couple of punks
Nigga, we bad news
(We bad news, nigga)
To beef for real
If you step our way it's on
Anybody, everybody (Oh shit)
Come on
Brigade jump on a couple of punks
That's how we're moving it moving it moving it
To beef for real
If you step our way it's on
Anybody, everybody (That's right)
Come on

[Kon Artis]
We breaking every rule in the book
Illegal crooks that got your mind shook
Kon done with spells up
Poisonous cook
The Kon Artis
Make way for the hell raiser
Mysterious neighbor
Cuttin throats with broke Coke
Bottles and rusty razors
I ain't the one to save you in a crisis
I kick you while you're down
Snatch you up and ask you who's the nicest
Better say me
Or I'll put your next to some vice crips
And squeeze until they lifeless
I stayin confidence with my mind
About being good or evil
I'm deceitful
Lethal when I leave you
Dead inside your blood brother
When your hand for help reaches out
We just chuckle
Now where the fuck of how we is as individuals
We raise wrong
Politics and poverty got us head strong
You dead wrong
If you think you'll make it out with all your limbs
Grab your camera
So we can put this on film

[Kuniva]
Hey
Don't get cut into hundreds over some dumb shit
I advise you to run quick cuz we run this
Guns click on the reg reg
Put MCs on they death beads
Either that or leavin' 'em walking on peg legs
In various locations
I'll be wylin' out at places
I'm why they're running out
Of handicap parking spaces
Intense dreams
You want suspense? It's endless
How I massacre crews
Leave you solo and friendless
Contact lens less then lifeless
The trifest MC
You never wanna fight with
Or rock a mic with
Carry a knife with
Da Brigade on the night shift
Pack this big dick that I use to fuck your wife with
You ain't the nicest
Derelicts with intelligence
Leaving your grill wide open like pelicans
Just wait
My words penetrate through your vertebrate
Til it snap your neck brace
And crack your chest plate

[Chorus]

[Kon Artis]
You studies wanna job like assets
Rough is ready to start teaching niggas
In ass whippin' classes
Breaking glasses
Damage crews by the masses
Shit talking like Cassius
Get in your E-Class and dash bitch
Kon Artis
The only man that can expand the cervix
With the tip of my bone
Get in your girl and keep fucking
Until she starts screaming "Leave me alone"
Walking predacone
Looking for weak grade to set it on
From dusk til dawn I bomb
Went through hell and remain calm
The devils to stir us to fight me
Just to see what type of shit that I was on
Those bastards is why they got burnt
And turned into crisp XXXXX
With lyrics hotter than lava comes
It's urgent
That she splurge with
Before I merge with
Kuniva will make ya nerves emerge and split
Heard me bitch
You weren't worthy with the mic
Is why I snatch it
And people think and praise with words that I like
With things that I say on you
You need someone to spar with
Put you in the back of my trunk
Get in my car trick
Running with nothing but thugs
With the fug
We more dangerous than L.A. cops with big clubs
Who's arresting you when you're drunk
You sick munk
Spitting up bills scriptures and gumps
Till you punks get the picture
Get it?
If rap was a whore you couldn't hit it
I make it my business
Twenty four seven to try and stick it

[Kuniva]
Gotta get it
I gotta give it to you non-stop
Bombs drop lyrical warfare we onslaught
Dead bodies rot
We making your body rock
Licking them off like lollipops
That the shotty pop
Kuniva snatch rolex chains, watches and anklets
Dissin' the stank bitch
Packing heaters to make you thank quick
Now ain't this
Something you don't want a piece of
Don't worry about waiting these ones
Chillin' with me buds

[Chorus]

Didn't you know, I was waitin on you
Waitin on a dream that'll never come true
Didn't you know, I was waitin on you
My face turned to stone when I heard the news
When you decide to break the rules
Cause I just heard some real bad news
People'll talk like it's old news
I played it off and act like I already knew
Let me ask you how long have you known dude
You played it off and act like he's brand new
When you decide, to break the rules
Cause I just heard some real bad news

Real bad news
Real bad news
Real bad news

Oh you just gon' keep another no you won't
Oh you just gon' keep it like you never knew
Oh you just gon' keep another love for you
Oh you just gon' keep it like you never knew
While I'm waitin on a dream that'll never come true
Oh you just gon' keep it like you never knew
My face turned to stone when I heard the news
What's on the news?
Channel cruse

On some mentioning of thoughts of mid twenties tangent plots
Those sad feathery talks that float in on all that
Tattered teenage applause clapped out further with no pause
On collegiate palms of course their hands so soft
Ancient postures of awe for low level modern shocks
Now happening a lot like any synaptic
Cavalry's typical barrage on your tired soul
You can not shrug it off, just start your inconsequential white withdrawal
It's bad new for you, haven't felt this way in a long time
Haven't felt this way in a long time
Bad news for you, haven't felt this way in a long time
Haven't felt this way in a long time
Cautious sticks stuck in fictitious craws capsized on your chatty shores
Half deaf, half seem worse yet you still keep talking
In between coughing fits and soon to be heimliched bits
Of Ideas which you could not yet digest
Put that rag to your face, lay down that's a better pace
Go back to cliches like I should kill myself or I should lose some weight
I'm sure either way you'd feel just the very same
Quiet now someone's coming
Bad news for you, Haven't felt this way in a long time
Haven't felt this way in a long time
Bad news for you, haven't felt this way in a long time
Haven't felt this way in a long time
Bad new for you
Haven't felt this way in a long time
Haven't felt this way in a long time

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Tray pound's in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news

[Lloyd Banks]
I get little man mad cause I'm flossin' bad
I ain't a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab
I talk money cause it costs to brag
Round here bitches walk round here at the horse's head (?)
Rap it get your face stuck on them bricks
I don't really like to exercise but I'll push up on a bitch
Y'all sweet like 99 bananas
That's why I got 99 niggaz wit 99 hammers
They all want a nigga to stop
Cause I rap slick enough to slip the ring off of Vivica Fox
I'm just a playa that found out where the cokes know
That's why I'mma be around longer than the Oprah show
You and your man y'all both should know
That all it takes is a finger to send you where the ghosts go
Shit I been hated since the 5th grade
that's why my best friend the tray pound, a ice pick, and a switch blade

[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Tony's back at it again)

[Tony Yayo]
Rule number one pick a target and study him for weeks
See where they rest at and lay with their peeps
Now you got the drop, know their daily routine
So the 2nd rule please leave the crime scene please
3rd rule pick a day, 4th rule pick a time
5th rule pick a fifth, 6th rule pick a nine
And the seventh rule make sure your sidearm sweet
So when the shootout you leave him 6 feet deep
8th meet in a fast car with disguise
Use a ski mask with shades on your eyes
9th rule don't say shit cause Po-Po listen
Fuck around you end up being stuck in the system
And the 10th rule don't put a tag on a broken heart
Just put a toe-tag on your mark
And rule number 11, you caught a body but you not a legend
You better watch where you heading

[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)

[50 cent]
Go ahead go against me I'll hurt your feelings
Stones in my cross the size of your earrings
My confidence level's high nigga can't tell
Licking my lips at cha bitch like im L L.
I smile like a nigga in jail receiving mail
Better yet like nigga Bookers that made bail
From day one I came in the game they said I was hot
They got scared, "Cent got money", and I got shot
You put pressure on me when you compare me to Pac
I'm just a new kid, I can't help that I'm hot
What little niggaz say to 50 cent don't matter
I'll fire shots at the ship and watch the seas scatter
my enemies never turn into friends, my friends turn into enemies
you scared then get the fuck around me
Record execs know not to play with my checks
I come through and put my knife cause I'm a pain your neck (YEAH!)

[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Tray pound's in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news