Bad Day (feat. Tom Gist)

Cam'ron

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    [Verse 1: Tom Gist]
    I got problems, naw, I'm no flossin'
    Notice in the lobby, there's no high raw
    No jobs so I'm forced to be a nemisis
    Notice on my door, them days lead to premisice
    I can't be a straight dude
    My girl said "There's something in the oven nigga, and it ain't food"
    Sometimes I wanna slap her fuckin' lips off
    Went to see my P.O. had to drop this off
    I remember life was easy playin' kickball
    Now I'm outcasted like Big Boi, playing with the big boys
    And my day's straight horrible
    Black boy slain, no need to read the article
    I can't afford not to be selfish
    Lookin' for a job is like lookin' for Elvis
    Got my mind gone halfway
    Today was a bad day

    [Tom Gist:]
    My nigga just got locked up again and shit
    (Today was a bad day)
    Grandma's gotta go back to the hospital
    (Today was a bad day)

    [Verse 2: Tom Gist]
    All I got is my word, a pad and a pen
    Hey, them jokes ain't funny today
    Hey, old folks say son just pray
    Hey, so I can be broke, old, and gray, nay
    Barely made it through last night
    I spent my last on a oil change and there goes the gas, light
    Damn dude the streets is sour
    Even papi in a problem now, there's no more powder
    Death might be my best bet
    I'm wildin', throw some beats on in my headset
    Rob called like "Waddup, duke"
    "Same shit, yeah, this day was fucked up too"
    Startin' to feel hungry, lookin' at my watch
    'Bout to test my credit at the Chinese spot
    Stay strong is what my dad say
    (I hear you talkin' pops)
    Today was a bad day

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    [Tom Gist:]
    Fuckin' label told me I'm not what they lookin' for and shit man
    (Today was a bad day)
    Lil' cousin hit me talkin' 'bout she pregnant, she 15 man
    (Today was a bad day)

    [Verse 3: Cam'ron]
    Bacon, pig feet, all haul (chitlins)
    Fall, small, feelin' like O-Dog
    The F.B.I. got Shiest (Not Bub)
    Zeke got knocked right, and I almost got life
    And his bail was a hot price, not nice
    Y'all shot dice, I got shot twice
    And the feds heard my murder raps
    Said my name was Killa, they put me on a murder rap
    And they know it's absurd to rat
    They ask me anyway
    Nope, I never heard of that
    My wifey going psycho
    Sais she need the green, not the gecko from Geico
    Mess with' her, not the hottest chance
    Told me write her some letters, only we out of stamps
    Stood back in my mack stance, lack dance
    Fine luxury, give him a lap dance
    Left the crib and I'm posting
    Squalie pulled me over, scoping
    What's the commotion
    Two people got killed in Harlem
    Word to say today was a bad day

    [Cam'ron:]
    Today was a bad day
    Today was a bad day
    Today was a bad day
    Today was a bad day

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