Ghost Bully

[Intro: Casey Kasem]

Zoinks! It's that goony ghost (Bully)

[Chorus]

Understand, get it

Ghost bully, ghost bully

I been off the deep end since I was semen

Ghost bully, ghost bully

Understand, get it

Ghost bully, ghost bully

Makin' more moves than U-Haul from state to state

I eat the whole pie, and leave nothin' but the crust

[Verse 1: Beedie]

I need that dough, son (Dough, son), that's what we grindin' for

GF-01s, I'm fly of course, John Geiger shorts (You know it)

You bought your diamonds on sale at the Zales outlet

Heard they saw you at the club with a Chippendales outfit (Aha)

You couldn't ball out, you needed that to bail out with

Dropped out of school 'cause I was finna fail out, shit (Oh lord)

I was busy gettin' busy with the pizzies (Come on)

Had the money on my mind (Mind), felt them teachers tryna gyp me (Tryna gyp me)

This shit is iffy, I switch it up in a jiffy (In a jiffy)

You couldn't play me since Super Nintendo Griffey (Ken Griffey)

Blue face hunnids, we call it gorgonzola (That's cheese)

As we grow older I'm more wiser, y'all tumble over

From my point of view I'm fatherin' these rappers, call it Maury Povich

The results is in and we ain't respectin' none of them stories you told (Uh-uh)

Ink for my pen pour from my soul

Chew up any path I father, what's a fork in the road? Ayo

[Chorus]

Understand, get it

Ghost bully, ghost bully

I been off the deep end since I was semen

Ghost bully, ghost bully

Understand, get it

Ghost bully, ghost bully

Makin' more moves than U-Haul from state to state

I eat the whole pie, and leave nothin' but the crust

[Verse 2: Beedie & Bill Waves]

Ayy, look

Multi bullseyes, see through a pro's eyes

They told lies, received roses, derised the soul dry

Still I ain't worried 'bout you bozos' lives (Come on)

I carved my own path to follow, man, you know those vibes (You know it)

I thought that you were pro with prose, so why you stole those lives? (Why?)

We shaped by the corner, that's why I'm on the edge all the time

You see in my eyes I'm on fire, I'm gettin' bread all the time

I been dreamin' about the sky since a kid but I never could fly

And every verse I write is better each time

You better realize it's never a problem

Bitch, I don't even fear God

Too many people tryna be somethin' they're not and don't have the knowledge

Not cut from the same cloth, you really just need to stop it

Used to keep a grip of LRG tees in the closet (Uh-huh)

I could only rock 'em once, then they'd get fucked up when you wash it (It's true, though)

We talkin' big deposits, I don't do installments

Do us all a favor and salute us, they ain't made no truer sergeants

Yeah, broke the margins, rose through darkness

Ever since Linden and Thomas, lost it all and came through it dark-hearted

Made a promise, I'm not playin' any more fuckin' games with profit

For thinkin' out of the box, I'm the farthest reach, you should applaud us

[Chorus]

Understand, get it

Ghost bully, ghost bully

I been off the deep end since I was semen

Ghost bully, ghost bully

Understand, get it

Ghost bully, ghost bully

Makin' more moves than U-Haul from state to state

I eat the whole pie, and leave nothin' but the crust

[Verse 3: Bill Waves]

Aight, check it out

Yeah, I gave it all for this shit, here to tell you a story

I should've been gone, a walkin' dead man in a Pirates jersey

Shinin' like it was gold, with yellow-blond hair, floatin' through the forest

So the Yellow Ghost is what they call me

I'm on your street, it's haunted

An early mornin' and I'm feelin' ornery

You're gonna feel the pain inside me and I'm not even sorry

Ever since the P.O. took me, my girl left me

And the C.O. told me I'd never be shit, wish I had it recorded

That's when all these dark thoughts were forced in

And they might force me to pick a victim out of a picture perfect home

And leave the body in a fucking quarry

I don't miss my family growin' up, when the police were called

And I just went up to my room and listened to what DMX told me

Your childhood was more like Boy Meets World

I'm from The Children of the Corn, it's a different story

Never had shit I wanted, so I need the money

Don't believe me? You'll be sorry

[Outro: Brian Brick]

Ha-ha!

And they always said I was off the deep end

But sometimes you just got to know how to float

The left field kid, rollin' with the punches every day

I know that

Timebomb, Brick Jagger

Ghost Bully