The Bully

Lyrics

[Intro: KidCrusher] Bukshot (Bukshot) And  KidCrusher (and KidCrusher) Hit  this motherfucker [Verse 1: Bukshot] Looking through the eyes of a middle-school kid (yeah) Starting eighth grade he's got twelve years in Turns  thirteen next week, he can't wait Tryna  wipe his young past off of his plate Lives with his mom in a middle-class house (yeah) His  daddy was a drunk and took the quick way out (ugh) His name's not important, but let's call him Nate (Nate) He plays Xbox and he loves to skate (ahaha) He listens to rap cause he loves the rhymes (yeah) His  favorite ICP and Tech N9ne (Tech N9ne) He's not quite a Juggalo but he's still odd He makes good grades and believes in God (Amen) He's short and overweight, it really doesn't bother him He doesn't care that pretty girls are not watching him (woo woo) He'd rather play with his iPod Touch He keeps to himself and he doesn't say much [Chorus: KidCrusher] I'm a bully, I'm a bully You're big, fat, holy-fucking balls I'm a bully, I'm a bully You're big, fat, holy-fucking balls I'm a bully, I'm a bully You're fucking sick my guy I'm a bully, I'm a bully You're big, fat, holy-fucking balls [Bridge] You're a weirdo [Verse 2: Bukshot] First day of school, eighth grade begins Nate is looking forward just to meeting new friends (hey, how you doing?) He finds homeroom and he sits in a desk Then feels a hot flash on the back of his neck Run and retreat was his first reaction Jumps to his feet to see who just smacked him Guess who, the bully of the school He gets away with everything so he writes the rules Homecoming King, plays point guard Linebacker too, yeah he hits real hard Mom and daddy's rich so he always rocks Jordans Keeps his collar turned up, Ralph Lauren He's got everyone scared, really badass He tells Nate that he's a nerd and a fat-ass He just stares too shocked to speak Another classic story of the bully and the geek [Chorus: KidCrusher] I'm a bully, I'm a bully You're big, fat, holy-fucking balls I'm a bully, I'm a bully You're big, fat, holy-fucking balls I'm a bully, I'm a bully You're fucking sick my guy, oh fuck I'm a bully, I'm a bully You're big, fat, holy-fucking balls [Verse 3: Bukshot] The very next day it was the same routine Nate's getting punked by the bully and his schemes Tripped in the hallway, pushed in gym (ugh) The bully's too blind to see the beast within A few weeks later Nate took too much Stopped by his locker on his way to lunch Pulls out a big black bag full of uh oh It's just books, or everybody thought so Gets a tray on his way to sit down Out of nowhere the bully knocks 'em to the ground Nate falls hard as he reaches for the bag Unzips it and pulls a gun that used to be his dad's The bully doesn't flinch, he knows it's too late He hears the gun cock as it aims in his face And I don't have to say it, you know how it ends The moral of the story, the bully doesn't win [Chorus: KidCrusher] I'm a bully, I'm a bully You're big, fat, holy-fucking balls I'm a bully, I'm a bully You're big, fat, holy-fucking balls I'm a bully, I'm a bully Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm a bully, I'm a bully Fucking-balls