You know what I feel — they say I gotta
A bad attitude — you wanna buy a picture of your sister in her birthday suit
No gratitude — street tough talkin’ but you always get screwed
You face don’t fit burn down the school
Only way to stay cool — gotta break some rules
Systems made you fools
No attitude — you get slow and you slide into decrepitude
It’s all platitudes — this one way street ends in penal servitude
Get out on the street go on and break some rules
You know what I feel
You know what I feel
Rip it up — I gotta bad attitude
Tear it down — I gotta bad attitude
Bad attitude — you can’t think straight when you’re raised on junk food
No solitude — somebody help me gotta getta grip on my latitude
You’re just a destitute — your folks don’t like it when
They see you starrin’ on the news
You know what I feel
You know what I feel
Rip it up — I gotta bad attitude
Tear it down — I gotta bad attitude
You’re just destitute — some kinda prostitute
Sometimes I just wanna sit back and relax and get me some pulchritude
Lets get stewed get crude
Rip it up — I gotta bad attitude
Tear it down — I gotta bad attitude
Rip it up — I gotta bad attitude
Tear it down — I gotta bad attitude
So don’t tell me what I gotta do
I’m sick of wise guys feeding me all these verisimilitudes
I ain’t fool
You better watch out honey — I’m one pissed of dude
I gotta bad attitude **@@@!$**