Bad Day Bizarre

[Intro]
[Bizarre]
This is a bad day

{Motherfucker you need to get up and find yo' ass a job!
I'm sick of you just laying around all day long playin Nintendos
They don't even make Nintendos no more
Where the hell you find that shit at?
And I KNOW that you can find a job, yo' bus pass is in yo' wallet
I seen that shit yesterday, you just sit up all day
Lie lie lie, eat eat eat, drink drink drink
You don't do SHIT, I'm SICK OF YOU!!}

[Verse 1]
Yeah - just wakin up in the mornin gotta thank God
Got my ass cheeks stuck to a fishing rod
Where's the dogs, ain't no frogs
Momma cookin breakfast with no logs (yeah)
I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
No Thanksgiving so we eatin, carry out (damn)
This dude came through my front do' (you dead punk!)
He said I wouldn't live to see a twenty-fo'
I gotta go cause I got on flip-flops
If I slow down, then my feet'll drop
Had to stop, at the red light
Everybody laughin at my yellow dirt bike (ha ha!)
And everything's all right
I got a beep from Sherri, she's a transvestite
Called up my homies and I'm askin y'all
Bring twenty, bottles of alcohol
Playin football and I'm trouble
They gave me the ball, I fumbled (oh shit!)
And I can't believe, my best friend's gay
Today was a bad day