Bullies Lyrics
| Song | Bullies |
| Artist | D Smoke |
| Album | Black Habits |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.794][Intro] | |
| [00:01.694] | He a *****, his ***** a *****, his mama a ***** |
| [00:05.681] | And I swear, just let me see this ***** |
| [00:07.787] | Oh, hold on, and there go that ***** ass ***** right there |
| [00:11.069] | Start him out, that's Ron-Ron brother |
| [00:13.136] | I don't give a **** who that ***** brother is |
| [00:14.816] | Ayy, run that, ***** |
| [00:16.835] | |
| [00:17.047][Verse 1] | |
| [00:17.449] | I'll beat a ***** ass like his older brother, uh, like he stole something |
| [00:22.132] | You a know-it-all, wanna know somethin'? |
| [00:23.535] | If you ever disrespect, we gotta throw somethin', uh |
| [00:25.793] | Polished and debonair, forever fair is my demeanor |
| [00:28.694] | But match turn to flame when you pourin' gasolina |
| [00:30.849] | All that disrespect got me a lil' hot like Valentina |
| [00:33.349] | Guarantee ya I handle my ****, unanimous victory |
| [00:35.984] | Lookin' at our history, it's a sick story |
| [00:38.503] | And they push our line and tell us not to be violent |
| [00:40.985] | A crime is to deny people and keep 'em silent |
| [00:42.844] | I been livin' on the margins |
| [00:44.480] | Eatin' leftovers out of containers where there used to be margarine |
| [00:47.118] | Marvin was more of an idol than Martin or Roy Jones |
| [00:50.034] | Wanted Malcolm before Tarver, why bother? |
| [00:51.982] | The plight of our life's been a fight over centuries |
| [00:54.562] | The history books never mention me |
| [00:57.020] | Not in a light where we got dignity |
| [00:59.012] | But I'll make you respect me eventually |
| [01:01.131][Chorus] | |
| [01:01.531] | So **** y'all bullies |
| [01:02.901] | We act like we ain't, but us all, bullies |
| [01:04.622] | Never settlin' for subpar, bullies |
| [01:06.511] | Don't make a ***** knock the rust off, bullies |
| [01:09.164] | Sayin' **** y'all bullies |
| [01:11.366] | We act like we ain't, but us all, bullies |
| [01:13.346] | Never settlin' for subpar, bullies |
| [01:15.524] | Don't make a ***** knock the rust off |
| [01:17.892][Interlude] | |
| [01:18.995] | **** *****, I'll have my brother come over here and murk your ass, ***** |
| [01:21.632] | Girl, come on, he ain't even worth it |
| [01:22.432] | Nah, nah, **** that, this bitch barkin' like he wanna get bit |
| [01:24.684][Verse 2] | |
| [01:24.896] | I'll never hit a woman, but my homegirl will |
| [01:27.341] | Keep talkin', I let my homegirl kill |
| [01:30.394] | She from Inglewood, got the chrome tip with the pearl grip |
| [01:32.683] | Educated with a homegirl feel |
| [01:34.137] | Devastated when her papa got locked up, she medicated |
| [01:36.385] | Anything but needles, stayin' heavy sedated |
| [01:38.546] | Numbin' the pain, she couldn't refrain |
| [01:40.262] | Wasn't walkin' with a limp, still usin' a cane |
| [01:42.209] | Who was to blame? Mama remained drama-free |
| [01:44.345] | How she even survived another anomaly |
| [01:46.121] | You see it in her eyes, she had beautiful intentions |
| [01:48.663] | But she didn't know her father sentence was nothin' but a modern day lynching |
| [01:51.962] | Holidays just got away |
| [01:53.947] | No phone calls, baby girl had a lot to say |
| [01:57.479] | Her missed fortune, lookin' like she forgot to pray |
| [01:58.051] | When it's in your face, it get harder to walk away |
| [01:59.793][Chorus] | |
| [01:59.944] | So, uh, **** y'all bullies |
| [02:02.312] | We act like we ain't, but us all, bullies |
| [02:04.048] | Never settlin' for subpar, bullies |
| [02:06.183] | Don't make a ***** knock the rust off, bullies |
| [02:08.418] | Sayin' **** y'all bullies |
| [02:10.868] | We act like we ain't, but us all, bullies |
| [02:12.830] | Never settlin' for subpar, bullies |
| [02:14.965] | Don't make a ***** knock the rust off |
| [02:17.083][Refrain] | |
| [02:17.242] | Them *****s sayin', "Aha," hush that |
| [02:19.381] | Had to fight 'fore I ever grew a mustache |
| [02:21.745] | Elementary, they running through your lunch bag |
| [02:23.559] | That **** never happen again when you punch back |
| [02:25.429] | *****s sayin', "Aha," hush that |
| [02:27.893] | Had to fight 'fore I ever grew a mustache |
| [02:29.780] | American history, everything they got, man, they took that |
| [02:32.511] | Now they goin' through your bookbag, uh |
| [02:34.442][Interlude] | |
| [02:35.680] | Si tú me entiendes te lo digo |
| [02:37.317] | Andar en mi zona eso es no más suicidio |
| [02:41.868] | Palabras afiladas como el vidrio |
| [02:44.552] | Eso es caliente, y tú eres no más tibio |
| [02:47.762] | Por eso, pelear no es buena para la salud |
| [02:50.796] | Leukemia |
| [02:52.345][Bridge] | |
| [02:52.551] | You think we violent, you got it, this country made us |
| [02:54.713] | The greatest place in the world, and we took everything we own, own |
| [02:59.732] | You think we violent, you got it, this country made us |
| [03:03.880] | The greatest place in the world, but they won't never leave me 'lone, 'lone, lone |
| [03:09.696] | 'lone, 'lone, lone |
| [03:12.376] | 'lone, 'lone, lone |
| [03:14.867][Verse 3] | |
| [03:15.026] | What you be on? |
| [03:15.917] | Violencia solo trae la destrucción |
| [03:18.195] | Y all that **** is counter countin' bags |
| [03:20.579] | I wanna carry the cash in a pouch like I'm a marsupial |
| [03:24.074] | Another seed tryna exceed every ceiling that he see |
| [03:29.440] | Put that on me, breaking through every roof he know |
| [03:30.697] | In every school he go catching fades, still got perfect grades |
| [03:33.530] | They amazed and afraid, so truth be told |
| [03:35.780] | Don't wanna conform, he take out a looseleaf And scribble a few sheets |
| [03:38.778] | And go in the booth, speak his mind, so in a few feet confined |
| [03:41.759] | Still feelin' a primative energy that he need to release sometimes |
| [03:44.464] | Still lookin' in the mirror, seein' his enemy on the other side, so |
| [03:48.842] | Everywhere that I go |
| [03:50.694] | I respect the destination much prior to my arrival, uh |
| [03:54.572] | Never know what *****s concealing in they hoodies |
| [03:57.071] | Mother**** bullies |
| [04:00.614][Outro] | |
| [04:00.790] | Bully was so bad, the Pirus and the Crips |
| [04:04.529] | They wouldn't mess with him |
| [04:05.561] | All the bad guys from Piru, all the Crips, all the Crip gangs go out there |
| [04:09.760] | Everybody knew he the baddest dude in America |
| [04:12.247] | Where Bully at now? |
| [04:13.348] | Bully dead |
| [00:00.794][Intro] | |
| [00:01.694] | He a , his a , his mama a |
| [00:05.681] | And I swear, just let me see this |
| [00:07.787] | Oh, hold on, and there go that ass right there |
| [00:11.069] | Start him out, that' s RonRon brother |
| [00:13.136] | I don' t give a who that brother is |
| [00:14.816] | Ayy, run that, |
| [00:16.835] | |
| [00:17.047][Verse 1] | |
| [00:17.449] | I' ll beat a ass like his older brother, uh, like he stole something |
| [00:22.132] | You a knowitall, wanna know somethin'? |
| [00:23.535] | If you ever disrespect, we gotta throw somethin', uh |
| [00:25.793] | Polished and debonair, forever fair is my demeanor |
| [00:28.694] | But match turn to flame when you pourin' gasolina |
| [00:30.849] | All that disrespect got me a lil' hot like Valentina |
| [00:33.349] | Guarantee ya I handle my , unanimous victory |
| [00:35.984] | Lookin' at our history, it' s a sick story |
| [00:38.503] | And they push our line and tell us not to be violent |
| [00:40.985] | A crime is to deny people and keep ' em silent |
| [00:42.844] | I been livin' on the margins |
| [00:44.480] | Eatin' leftovers out of containers where there used to be margarine |
| [00:47.118] | Marvin was more of an idol than Martin or Roy Jones |
| [00:50.034] | Wanted Malcolm before Tarver, why bother? |
| [00:51.982] | The plight of our life' s been a fight over centuries |
| [00:54.562] | The history books never mention me |
| [00:57.020] | Not in a light where we got dignity |
| [00:59.012] | But I' ll make you respect me eventually |
| [01:01.131][Chorus] | |
| [01:01.531] | So y' all bullies |
| [01:02.901] | We act like we ain' t, but us all, bullies |
| [01:04.622] | Never settlin' for subpar, bullies |
| [01:06.511] | Don' t make a knock the rust off, bullies |
| [01:09.164] | Sayin' y' all bullies |
| [01:11.366] | We act like we ain' t, but us all, bullies |
| [01:13.346] | Never settlin' for subpar, bullies |
| [01:15.524] | Don' t make a knock the rust off |
| [01:17.892][Interlude] | |
| [01:18.995] | , I' ll have my brother come over here and murk your ass, |
| [01:21.632] | Girl, come on, he ain' t even worth it |
| [01:22.432] | Nah, nah, that, this bitch barkin' like he wanna get bit |
| [01:24.684][Verse 2] | |
| [01:24.896] | I' ll never hit a woman, but my homegirl will |
| [01:27.341] | Keep talkin', I let my homegirl kill |
| [01:30.394] | She from Inglewood, got the chrome tip with the pearl grip |
| [01:32.683] | Educated with a homegirl feel |
| [01:34.137] | Devastated when her papa got locked up, she medicated |
| [01:36.385] | Anything but needles, stayin' heavy sedated |
| [01:38.546] | Numbin' the pain, she couldn' t refrain |
| [01:40.262] | Wasn' t walkin' with a limp, still usin' a cane |
| [01:42.209] | Who was to blame? Mama remained dramafree |
| [01:44.345] | How she even survived another anomaly |
| [01:46.121] | You see it in her eyes, she had beautiful intentions |
| [01:48.663] | But she didn' t know her father sentence was nothin' but a modern day lynching |
| [01:51.962] | Holidays just got away |
| [01:53.947] | No phone calls, baby girl had a lot to say |
| [01:57.479] | Her missed fortune, lookin' like she forgot to pray |
| [01:58.051] | When it' s in your face, it get harder to walk away |
| [01:59.793][Chorus] | |
| [01:59.944] | So, uh, y' all bullies |
| [02:02.312] | We act like we ain' t, but us all, bullies |
| [02:04.048] | Never settlin' for subpar, bullies |
| [02:06.183] | Don' t make a knock the rust off, bullies |
| [02:08.418] | Sayin' y' all bullies |
| [02:10.868] | We act like we ain' t, but us all, bullies |
| [02:12.830] | Never settlin' for subpar, bullies |
| [02:14.965] | Don' t make a knock the rust off |
| [02:17.083][Refrain] | |
| [02:17.242] | Them s sayin', " Aha," hush that |
| [02:19.381] | Had to fight ' fore I ever grew a mustache |
| [02:21.745] | Elementary, they running through your lunch bag |
| [02:23.559] | That never happen again when you punch back |
| [02:25.429] | s sayin', " Aha," hush that |
| [02:27.893] | Had to fight ' fore I ever grew a mustache |
| [02:29.780] | American history, everything they got, man, they took that |
| [02:32.511] | Now they goin' through your bookbag, uh |
| [02:34.442][Interlude] | |
| [02:35.680] | Si tu me entiendes te lo digo |
| [02:37.317] | Andar en mi zona eso es no ma s suicidio |
| [02:41.868] | Palabras afiladas como el vidrio |
| [02:44.552] | Eso es caliente, y tu eres no ma s tibio |
| [02:47.762] | Por eso, pelear no es buena para la salud |
| [02:50.796] | Leukemia |
| [02:52.345][Bridge] | |
| [02:52.551] | You think we violent, you got it, this country made us |
| [02:54.713] | The greatest place in the world, and we took everything we own, own |
| [02:59.732] | You think we violent, you got it, this country made us |
| [03:03.880] | The greatest place in the world, but they won' t never leave me ' lone, ' lone, lone |
| [03:09.696] | ' lone, ' lone, lone |
| [03:12.376] | ' lone, ' lone, lone |
| [03:14.867][Verse 3] | |
| [03:15.026] | What you be on? |
| [03:15.917] | Violencia solo trae la destruccio n |
| [03:18.195] | Y all that is counter countin' bags |
| [03:20.579] | I wanna carry the cash in a pouch like I' m a marsupial |
| [03:24.074] | Another seed tryna exceed every ceiling that he see |
| [03:29.440] | Put that on me, breaking through every roof he know |
| [03:30.697] | In every school he go catching fades, still got perfect grades |
| [03:33.530] | They amazed and afraid, so truth be told |
| [03:35.780] | Don' t wanna conform, he take out a looseleaf And scribble a few sheets |
| [03:38.778] | And go in the booth, speak his mind, so in a few feet confined |
| [03:41.759] | Still feelin' a primative energy that he need to release sometimes |
| [03:44.464] | Still lookin' in the mirror, seein' his enemy on the other side, so |
| [03:48.842] | Everywhere that I go |
| [03:50.694] | I respect the destination much prior to my arrival, uh |
| [03:54.572] | Never know what s concealing in they hoodies |
| [03:57.071] | Mother bullies |
| [04:00.614][Outro] | |
| [04:00.790] | Bully was so bad, the Pirus and the Crips |
| [04:04.529] | They wouldn' t mess with him |
| [04:05.561] | All the bad guys from Piru, all the Crips, all the Crip gangs go out there |
| [04:09.760] | Everybody knew he the baddest dude in America |
| [04:12.247] | Where Bully at now? |
| [04:13.348] | Bully dead |
| [00:00.794][Intro] | |
| [00:01.694] | He a , his a , his mama a |
| [00:05.681] | And I swear, just let me see this |
| [00:07.787] | Oh, hold on, and there go that ass right there |
| [00:11.069] | Start him out, that' s RonRon brother |
| [00:13.136] | I don' t give a who that brother is |
| [00:14.816] | Ayy, run that, |
| [00:16.835] | |
| [00:17.047][Verse 1] | |
| [00:17.449] | I' ll beat a ass like his older brother, uh, like he stole something |
| [00:22.132] | You a knowitall, wanna know somethin'? |
| [00:23.535] | If you ever disrespect, we gotta throw somethin', uh |
| [00:25.793] | Polished and debonair, forever fair is my demeanor |
| [00:28.694] | But match turn to flame when you pourin' gasolina |
| [00:30.849] | All that disrespect got me a lil' hot like Valentina |
| [00:33.349] | Guarantee ya I handle my , unanimous victory |
| [00:35.984] | Lookin' at our history, it' s a sick story |
| [00:38.503] | And they push our line and tell us not to be violent |
| [00:40.985] | A crime is to deny people and keep ' em silent |
| [00:42.844] | I been livin' on the margins |
| [00:44.480] | Eatin' leftovers out of containers where there used to be margarine |
| [00:47.118] | Marvin was more of an idol than Martin or Roy Jones |
| [00:50.034] | Wanted Malcolm before Tarver, why bother? |
| [00:51.982] | The plight of our life' s been a fight over centuries |
| [00:54.562] | The history books never mention me |
| [00:57.020] | Not in a light where we got dignity |
| [00:59.012] | But I' ll make you respect me eventually |
| [01:01.131][Chorus] | |
| [01:01.531] | So y' all bullies |
| [01:02.901] | We act like we ain' t, but us all, bullies |
| [01:04.622] | Never settlin' for subpar, bullies |
| [01:06.511] | Don' t make a knock the rust off, bullies |
| [01:09.164] | Sayin' y' all bullies |
| [01:11.366] | We act like we ain' t, but us all, bullies |
| [01:13.346] | Never settlin' for subpar, bullies |
| [01:15.524] | Don' t make a knock the rust off |
| [01:17.892][Interlude] | |
| [01:18.995] | , I' ll have my brother come over here and murk your ass, |
| [01:21.632] | Girl, come on, he ain' t even worth it |
| [01:22.432] | Nah, nah, that, this bitch barkin' like he wanna get bit |
| [01:24.684][Verse 2] | |
| [01:24.896] | I' ll never hit a woman, but my homegirl will |
| [01:27.341] | Keep talkin', I let my homegirl kill |
| [01:30.394] | She from Inglewood, got the chrome tip with the pearl grip |
| [01:32.683] | Educated with a homegirl feel |
| [01:34.137] | Devastated when her papa got locked up, she medicated |
| [01:36.385] | Anything but needles, stayin' heavy sedated |
| [01:38.546] | Numbin' the pain, she couldn' t refrain |
| [01:40.262] | Wasn' t walkin' with a limp, still usin' a cane |
| [01:42.209] | Who was to blame? Mama remained dramafree |
| [01:44.345] | How she even survived another anomaly |
| [01:46.121] | You see it in her eyes, she had beautiful intentions |
| [01:48.663] | But she didn' t know her father sentence was nothin' but a modern day lynching |
| [01:51.962] | Holidays just got away |
| [01:53.947] | No phone calls, baby girl had a lot to say |
| [01:57.479] | Her missed fortune, lookin' like she forgot to pray |
| [01:58.051] | When it' s in your face, it get harder to walk away |
| [01:59.793][Chorus] | |
| [01:59.944] | So, uh, y' all bullies |
| [02:02.312] | We act like we ain' t, but us all, bullies |
| [02:04.048] | Never settlin' for subpar, bullies |
| [02:06.183] | Don' t make a knock the rust off, bullies |
| [02:08.418] | Sayin' y' all bullies |
| [02:10.868] | We act like we ain' t, but us all, bullies |
| [02:12.830] | Never settlin' for subpar, bullies |
| [02:14.965] | Don' t make a knock the rust off |
| [02:17.083][Refrain] | |
| [02:17.242] | Them s sayin', " Aha," hush that |
| [02:19.381] | Had to fight ' fore I ever grew a mustache |
| [02:21.745] | Elementary, they running through your lunch bag |
| [02:23.559] | That never happen again when you punch back |
| [02:25.429] | s sayin', " Aha," hush that |
| [02:27.893] | Had to fight ' fore I ever grew a mustache |
| [02:29.780] | American history, everything they got, man, they took that |
| [02:32.511] | Now they goin' through your bookbag, uh |
| [02:34.442][Interlude] | |
| [02:35.680] | Si tú me entiendes te lo digo |
| [02:37.317] | Andar en mi zona eso es no má s suicidio |
| [02:41.868] | Palabras afiladas como el vidrio |
| [02:44.552] | Eso es caliente, y tú eres no má s tibio |
| [02:47.762] | Por eso, pelear no es buena para la salud |
| [02:50.796] | Leukemia |
| [02:52.345][Bridge] | |
| [02:52.551] | You think we violent, you got it, this country made us |
| [02:54.713] | The greatest place in the world, and we took everything we own, own |
| [02:59.732] | You think we violent, you got it, this country made us |
| [03:03.880] | The greatest place in the world, but they won' t never leave me ' lone, ' lone, lone |
| [03:09.696] | ' lone, ' lone, lone |
| [03:12.376] | ' lone, ' lone, lone |
| [03:14.867][Verse 3] | |
| [03:15.026] | What you be on? |
| [03:15.917] | Violencia solo trae la destrucció n |
| [03:18.195] | Y all that is counter countin' bags |
| [03:20.579] | I wanna carry the cash in a pouch like I' m a marsupial |
| [03:24.074] | Another seed tryna exceed every ceiling that he see |
| [03:29.440] | Put that on me, breaking through every roof he know |
| [03:30.697] | In every school he go catching fades, still got perfect grades |
| [03:33.530] | They amazed and afraid, so truth be told |
| [03:35.780] | Don' t wanna conform, he take out a looseleaf And scribble a few sheets |
| [03:38.778] | And go in the booth, speak his mind, so in a few feet confined |
| [03:41.759] | Still feelin' a primative energy that he need to release sometimes |
| [03:44.464] | Still lookin' in the mirror, seein' his enemy on the other side, so |
| [03:48.842] | Everywhere that I go |
| [03:50.694] | I respect the destination much prior to my arrival, uh |
| [03:54.572] | Never know what s concealing in they hoodies |
| [03:57.071] | Mother bullies |
| [04:00.614][Outro] | |
| [04:00.790] | Bully was so bad, the Pirus and the Crips |
| [04:04.529] | They wouldn' t mess with him |
| [04:05.561] | All the bad guys from Piru, all the Crips, all the Crip gangs go out there |
| [04:09.760] | Everybody knew he the baddest dude in America |
| [04:12.247] | Where Bully at now? |
| [04:13.348] | Bully dead |
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