N.O.R.E., Beanie Sigel - Badman lyrics

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes no one knows what it's like
To be hated to be faded
To telling only lies

You see they dissed me in that resource room
A special ed classic
Now I make special bread, special bastard
Taught to believe I couldn't achieve
And wasn't smart enough
Couldn't be a lawyer, but a carpenter
What they installed in my head
I feel braindead
Said I should just work with my
Hands because my brain dead
Said "Mr santiago
You could never be a doctor
You could never be a judge
You don't even speak proper
Probably gonna be a boxer
Athlete or something like"
Disability, my ADD was something like
Thoughts in a straitjacket
Brain's in a wheelchair
Feeling like I'm handicapped
Still feel I'm still there
Break it down for you
Niggas through the syllables
Paint a picture for you
Motherfuckers through the visual
While some niggas
Wind up dead in hospitables
Little niggas grow up fast to hard criminals


Somehow, we supposed to make
It out this bitch either coke or hoops
And my jump shot ain't shit i'm no athlete
But I can make the cocaine flip
On the back street
Got smokers running in like a track meet
Stress'll take a young nigga and
Give him a old face
Or stress'll take a dumb nigga and
Give him a new case
Foolish pride, before I beg
I tighten my lace
Get that thing out the dresser
Put you niggas under pressure like
You pay me or pay the funeral home
Nigga, what you expected?
Get mine or get nekkid
I bang out like an old Western
Stickups and killings to fix the
Leaks in my ceilings cause being broke at 30
Giving niggas the chills
And when you broke your kids hungry
And they eating no frills
Before I turn in my cards and fold
Man, I'm gon play that bad guy role
Nigga, that's all I know