Bad Mother F*cker Video (MV)

When the line froze, what did I see?
A bad motherf*cker standing next to me
With his eyes closed, told he can't see
Tryna follow orders, just gone and be free
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad motherf*cker 'til the day I die
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad motherf*cker 'til the day I die oh
Yeah, bad (bad) mother (f*cker) 'til the (day) I (die)

I'm a Bad Brains, Bruce Wayne in the fast lane
Couple Js in the ash tray, style motherf*cker
Tattoo'd back, man see the rap name
Take a bath in the champagne, wild motherf*cker
Straight from the block, dawg, ducking shots walking to the store
Dollar for a Black & Mild, motherf*cker
Blew up as a rockstar so I'm top floor
Throwing drinks on a cop car, foul motherf*cker
The only number calling up my phone
Is from my dealer, swear that dude won't leave me alone
'Cause he knows when I pick up, I'ma cop a couple zones
And my girl know I ain't f*ckin' 'til she roll me up a cone
I be keeping freaks in the home, yeah, Apollonia
Gold teeth like the Nolia, keep 'em on, yeah
I be rolling stoned, yeah I should be on the cover
With my middle finger screaming, I'm a bad motherf*cker

When the line froze, what did I see?
A bad motherf*cker standing next to me
With his eyes closed, told he can't see
Tryna follow orders, just gone and be free
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad motherf*cker 'til the day I die
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad motherf*cker 'til the day I die oh
Yeah, bad (bad) mother (f*cker) 'til the (day) I (die)

Hey, Kid Rock, that's a bad motherf*cker
Young Kells, that's a bad motherf*cker (oh shit)
Detroit, y'all some bad motherf*ckers
Cleveland, y'all some bad motherf*ckers
Okay I'm reaching in my pocket
Got a condom and a hundred dollar bill
I can snort a rock or I can spend it on a pill
I be with some models that just flew in from Brazil
And they give me pussy 365 days a year bitch
I'm the type to never go to sleep
I'm the type to break a couple motherf*cker's teeth
I'm the type to drop a hit of acid on the beach
And fly to Baltimore and scream, "F*ck the police!"
Do not get it twisted, this is not an image
There are legends told about the nights I'm in the buildings
It is not a question whether or not I'm the trillest
Every bitch is pressing me to get some cum on their acrylics
One point five million for my record deal and now I got the feeling
I could finally give a f*ck about my parents' marriage healing (f*ck 'em)
I'ma buy some mirrors just to put them on the ceiling
So when I wake up I see the realest motherf*cker breathing

Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad motherf*cker 'til the day I die oh
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad motherf*cker 'til the day I die oh
Yeah, bad (bad) mother (f*cker) 'til the (day) I (die)

Yeah
Bad motherf*cker 'til the day I die

Bad (bad) bad motherf*cker
Bad (bad) bad motherf*cker
Bad
Bad motherf*cker 'til the day I die
Yeah, bad (bad) mother (f*cker) 'til the (day) I (die)