Testo Bullyshit - Quasimoto
Testo della canzone Bullyshit (Quasimoto), tratta dall'album The Further Adventures of Lord Quas
(Who are they? Who are they? Who are they?)
Oh (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
(Aah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Hey,Quas', let 'em know why you the bad character (character)
I only come out when the sky gets dark, in the nighttime
We get sharp light when it's the right time
I run around town scalping old folks for butter knives
No regards for nothing, we all up on the gutter life
I keep it on the down low, just like a terrorist
Planning out the illest shit but always keep it error less
I'm like a bully that started out in the first grade
Picking out the chumps in class, that's when the nurse came
Sticking pencils in the hand of the principal (aw!)
Huh, there's nothing you can tell me 'cause I'm feeling indismissible
Yo, it's the bad character, you know the routine
Smoking dough in the back of the church with, with Rev too clean
Hey, Willie, I'ma never grow up, I got toys from my others
The last person that took us is permanently swimming with fishes
I give a - what you think of my life
Hitting every wife (oh) 'cause we all up on strife
"Once upon a time, there was a 97-pound weakling named Seymour"
"Hi, I'm Seymour"
"Who was always pushed around by mean bullies"
"I'm a mean bully"
"They would steal Seymour's girls at the beach"
"Give me that girl!"
"They would steal his food at the restaurant"
"Give me that food!"
"And they would steal his jar full of money" (hey Quas', leave them alone)
"Give me that money!" (No, no!)
I tie you up to the back of my car (let's play it)
Take a far trip, after ten drinks at a bar (and get drunk)
It's like a belt, yo, I be hitting mad tail
Doom's nominated for the best rolled Ls
Quas is nominated for the best sold spells (ha-ha, ha-ha)
Madlib's often hated 'cause he has less sales (oh)
The new breed, Quasimoto take over
Connect the dots, so we can get the (take it) - shake rover (whoo)
Leave a taste of baking soda
I thought I told you (sure) to take a piss like you was my stepson (ha-ha)
The chosen one, come and get some
Like one time this brother blew my bathroom up trying to get relief
But didn't know I roll my toilet paper on poison ivy leaf
Huh, I give a - what you think of my life
Hitting every wife (oh) 'cause we all up on strife
"And now, ladies and gentlemen
Our spotlight falls on - (death, here we come!)
Ladies and gentlemen, our job is to keep you happy and keep you smiling
So, go ahead, let yourself go, go on!
Smile, get it over with, friends
What do you think? I think-" (ha-ha-ha-ha)
Credits
Writer(s): Otis Jackson
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