BAD NEWS by 50 Cent Feat. Lloyd Banks & Tony Yayo (2024)

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news
Trey pound's in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news

I think little man mad cause I'm flossin' bad

I ain't a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab
I talk money cause it costs to brag
Round here bitches walk around wit the hair that the horses had
Rap it get your face stuck on them bricks
I don't really like to exercise but I'll push up on a bitch
Y'all sweet like ninety-nine bananas
That's why I got ninety-nine nigg*s wit ninety-nine hammers
They all want a nigg* to stop
Cause I rap slick enough to slip the ring off of Vivica Fox
I'm just a playa that found out what the coaches know
So I'mma be around longer than the Oprah show
You and your man y'all both should know
That all it takes is a finger to send you where the ghosts go
sh*t I been hated since the fifth grade
That's why my best friend's a the tre pound, a ice pick, and a switch blade

I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Tony's back at it again)

Rule number one pick a target and study him for weeks
See where they rest at and lay with their peeps
Now you got the drop, know their daily routine
So the second rule please leave the crime scene clean
Third rule pick a day, fourth rule pick a time
Fifth rule pick a fifth, sixth rule pick a nine
And the seventh rule make sure your sidearm sweet
So when the shootout you leave him six feet deep
Eighth meet in a fast car with disguise
Use a ski mask with shades on your eyes
Ninth rule don't say sh*t cause po-po listen
f*ck around you end up being stuck in the system
And the tenth rule don't put a tag on a broken heart
Just put a toe-tag on your mark
And rule number 11, you caught a body but you not a legend
You better watch where you heading

I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)

Don't go against me I'll hurt your feelings
Stones in my cross the size of your earrings
My confidence level's high nigg* can't tell
Lickin my lips at ya bitch like I'm LL
I smile like a nigg* in jail receiving mail
Better yet like a nigg* in the bookings that made bail
From day one I came in the game they said I was hot
They got scared, "Cent got money," and I got shot
You put pressure on me when you compare me to 'Pac
I'm just a new kid, I can't help that I'm hot
What little nigg*s say to 50 cent don't matter
I'll fire shots at the shepherd and watch the sheep scatter
My enemies never turn into friends, my friends turn into enemies
You scared then get the f*ck around me
Record execs, know not to play wit my check
I come through and put my knife on that vein in ya neck (YEAH!)

I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news
Tray pound's in the house, bad news

40 Kal's in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news

The lyrics of Bad News by 50 Cent Feat. Lloyd Banks & Tony Yayo communicate a sense of danger and menace, with each of the rappers outlining different approaches to causing chaos and asserting themselves in the tough world of gangster rap.

Lloyd Banks raps about his confidence and willingness to fight anyone who challenges him, using the metaphor of putting someone in a wrestling hold to assert his dominance. He also boasts about his wealth and the expensive hairstyles of the women around him, suggesting he is living the high life and therefore above the law.

Tony Yayo offers tips on how to commit a perfect crime, with a list of rules that would be chilling if not for their blunt and rudimentary style. He advocates for planning carefully, being ruthless, and not getting caught, but also hints at the dangers of being drawn into a life of violence and criminality.

50 Cent, as the most famous and successful of the trio, exudes a sense of invincibility and confidence, taking on anyone who comes at him and warning them to stay away. He also acknowledges his controversial reputation as a rapper who is both admired and feared, with a reference to the shooting that nearly killed him and cemented his tough-guy persona.

Overall, the lyrics of Bad News present a bleak worldview in which violence is normalized and celebrated, with little room for empathy or compassion.

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Lloyd Banks is present, which means trouble

Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo is present, which means trouble

50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news
50 cent's presence always brings trouble

Trey pound's in the house, bad news
A weapon is available, which could lead to trouble

40 Kal's in the house, bad news
Another weapon is available, which could lead to trouble

I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news
I have a knife, and when 50 is around, it usually leads to trouble

I think little man mad cause I'm flossin' bad
Someone is jealous of my success and wealth

I ain't a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab
I don't need to be a wrestler to make your girl submit to me

I talk money cause it costs to brag
I brag about money because it takes money to make money

Round here bitches walk around wit the hair that the horses had
The women here have extravagant hairstyles

Rap it get your face stuck on them bricks
Rapping can lead to violence and getting hurt

I don't really like to exercise but I'll push up on a bitch
I don't enjoy working out, but I will make advances on a girl

Y'all sweet like ninety-nine bananas
Y'all are weak and not a threat

That's why I got ninety-nine nigg*s wit ninety-nine hammers
I have an army of people with weapons, ready to defend me

They all want a nigg* to stop
Many people want me to fail

Cause I rap slick enough to slip the ring off of Vivica Fox
My rap skills are so smooth, I could seduce a famous actress

I'm just a playa that found out what the coaches know
I learned how to be successful from observing successful people

So I'mma be around longer than the Oprah show
I will be successful and relevant for a long time

You and your man y'all both should know
You and your friend should be aware that I'm a threat

That all it takes is a finger to send you where the ghosts go
I have the power to end someone's life

sh*t I been hated since the fifth grade
People have disliked me for a long time

That's why my best friend's a the tre pound, a ice pick, and a switch blade
I carry weapons for protection

Rule number one pick a target and study him for weeks
Step one for a successful crime is researching the victim

See where they rest at and lay with their peeps
Find out where they sleep and who they associate with

Now you got the drop, know their daily routine
Once you have enough information, you know their habits

So the second rule please leave the crime scene clean
Don't leave any evidence behind

Third rule pick a day, fourth rule pick a time
Choose the perfect day and time to commit the crime

Fifth rule pick a fifth, sixth rule pick a nine
Select suitable weapons for the crime

And the seventh rule make sure your sidearm sweet
Make sure your gun is powerful and reliable

So when the shootout you leave him six feet deep
If there is a shootout, make sure you win

Eighth meet in a fast car with disguise
Use a getaway car and disguise

Use a ski mask with shades on your eyes
Wear a ski mask and sunglasses to avoid being identified

Ninth rule don't say sh*t cause po-po listen
Don't talk, because the police could be listening

f*ck around you end up being stuck in the system
If you mess up, you could end up in jail

And the tenth rule don't put a tag on a broken heart
Don't let emotions cloud your judgment

Just put a toe-tag on your mark
Just kill your target and be done with it

And rule number 11, you caught a body but you not a legend
Just because you committed a crime, doesn't make you famous

You better watch where you heading
Be careful with your actions

Don't go against me I'll hurt your feelings
Don't mess with me, I will hurt you emotionally

Stones in my cross the size of your earrings
My jewelry is expensive and flashy

My confidence level's high nigg* can't tell
I am very confident in myself

Lickin my lips at ya bitch like I'm LL
I am seducing your girl like a famous rapper would

I smile like a nigg* in jail receiving mail
I am happy and excited about something

Better yet like a nigg* in the bookings that made bail
I am feeling good about my situation, like someone who is released from jail

From day one I came in the game they said I was hot
I was recognized as talented and promising from the beginning

They got scared, "Cent got money," and I got shot
People became jealous of my success and attempted to harm me

You put pressure on me when you compare me to 'Pac
It's unfair to compare me to a legendary artist like Tupac

I'm just a new kid, I can't help that I'm hot
I am young and talented, that's just who I am

What little nigg*s say to 50 cent don't matter
Haters and critics don't affect me

I'll fire shots at the shepherd and watch the sheep scatter
I will attack the leader and the followers will be defeated

My enemies never turn into friends, my friends turn into enemies
Enemies remain enemies and friends often become enemies

You scared then get the f*ck around me
If you are afraid of me, stay away from me

Record execs, know not to play wit my check
Those in charge of my money know not to mess with it

I come through and put my knife on that vein in ya neck (YEAH!)
I am threatening and violent