Bully Songtext
von The Odd Couple

Uh, yeah, yeah, this is Lucas Logic
That nigga that you don′t see
Cause he got kicked out of the class
The odd couple
And I brought my other knucklehead with me
My man J.J. Brown, on some bully shit
Bringing heat on the beats
Stuffin' nerd niggas in lockers


Gimme a beat and listen to me
Niggas′ll see I'm like the oil man cause I deliver you heat
I didn't say you were gay, it′s just that you′re sweet
And catch vibes on the west side of Christopher Street
It's no wonder you wish you were me
I ain′t some type of bitch who when he takes a piss sits on the seat
That's why all you chickens agree they′d rather kick it with me
Cause I surprise 'em every now and then with mystery meat
Boo! Who′s the clever kid who uses leverage as
A rap star to get into a hoochie's second lips
Lou's new collection is smooth and effortless
Like two screwing sweaty chicks with lubed appendages
Whoever diss the boo′s the nemesis
Had better move their settlements away into a new development
Cause I′m not too intelligent to stoop to your level
And you're so low down I′m shooting hoops with the devil

In the school of hard knocks we're at the top of our classes
Shit, the bullies even kiss our asses
Whether or not our report card passes
Class clowns′ll tell you we're the real smart asses
We run shit and punch kids in their plump tummies
Somebody′s always on the run from me
The Abbot's got detention, J's on suspension
And myself I got expelled for snatching niggas′ lunch money


Hey yo I got a sick itch for scotch, brought a fifth of shot
Just as hot as the burnin′ in your sister's crotch
Which is not why I′d never stick or snatch
I'd rather flip the latch on the cabinet to your pop′s liquor stash
J-Love hits the hash like a coffee shop spatula
My fangs puncture a keg like the malt and hops Dracula
That's why I always sleep in the daylight
Cause I creep in the late night
Leavin′ victims leakin' like drain pipes
People say it ain't right but I can′t help it I′m so damn selfish
And got my hands on a female fan's pelvis like some bad Elvis
Who′s from a parallel universe
Gyratin' his hips ′til the dick carousels through the skirts
You know a man you think is rude at first
Give me some room to work and allow
Me to introduce the nerd to the dirt
Cause Lou's the worst type of jerk for dealin′ with
He'll bruise you first physically then hurt your feelings bitch

In the school of hard knocks we're at the top of our classes
Shit, the bullies even kiss our asses
Whether or not our report card passes
Class clowns′ll tell you we′re the real smart asses
We run shit and punch kids in their plump tummies
Somebody's always on the run from me
The Abbot′s got detention, J's on suspension
And myself I got expelled for snatching niggas′ lunch money

I'm like Merlin in a Sherlin when I sip a beer
A wizard in winter gear who makes a Guinness disappear
Quicker than a chick′s brassiere during foreplay
Or drug dealers when the pigs are here to storm your hallway
Performin' all day with J and the Abbot
Makin' the magic that has addicts celebratin′ their habits
I got a cult followin′, of young adults swallowin'
So many Jameson flasks that it gives ′em a dull tolerance
I majored in classes on savorin' asses
With greater than average curves like antique vases and glasses
And on the day they gave me a masters
I traded it fast as you can say vodka for a case of some caskets
Some say that a rapper′s worth as much as he drinks
Fuck what he thinks, that's why I fill myself with suds like a sink
Until my reasoning gets stuck on the blink
But that′s just one of them things that
Gives me somethin' to discuss with my drink

In the school of hard knocks we're at the top of our classes
Shit, the bullies even kiss our asses
Whether or not our report card passes
Class clowns′ll tell you we′re the real smart asses
We run shit and punch kids in their plump tummies
Somebody's always on the run from me
The Abbot′s got detention, J's on suspension
And myself I got expelled for snatching niggas′ lunch money

So who's that guy in the dunce cap sittin′ in the back of the class
And when the teacher walks by he's smackin' her ass
Cuttin′ in the school store line snatchin′ your cash
Pushin' a smart kid′s ass in the trash
Motherfucker I'm the bully, and I′m comin' round your corner
I warned ya and now I′m rainin' punches down on ya
Y'all better head for the office
Tell ′em to call your mom to come and
Get ya cause your tummy′s are nauseous