Bullyshit

[Intro: Madlib]

Hey, Quas; let 'em know why you the bad character

[Verse 1: Quasimoto]

I only come out when the sky gets dark, in the night time

We get shark-like, when it's the right time

I run around town scalping old folks with 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 errorless

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

Heh, there's nothing you can tell me cuz I'm feeling indismissable

Yo it's the bad character, you know the routine

Smoking doja in the back of the church with Rev too clean

Hey Willie, I'mma never grow up

I got toys for my hookers

The last person that took us is permanently swimming with fishes

I give a *sniffs* what you think of my life, hitting every wife cause we all up on strife

[Skit]

Once upon a time, there was a 97 pound weakling named Seymour

Seymour: Hi, Im Seymour

..Who was always pushed around by mean bullies

Bully: Im a mean bully

...they would steal Seymour's girls at the beach

Bully: GIMME DAT GURL!

...they would steal his food at the restaurant

Bully: GIMME DAT FOOD!

...and they would steal his jar full of money(Hey Quas leave them alone)

Bully: GIMME DAT MONEY!

(no NO!)

[Interlude: Madlib]

Hey, Quas, leave him alone—oh, shit

[Verse 2: Quasimoto]

I tie you up to the back of my car

Take a phone trip, after ten drinks at a bar

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

Madlib is often hated because he has less sales

The new breed, Quasimoto take-over

Connect the dots so we can get the—shake rover

Leave a taste of baking soda

Thought I told ya to take a piss like you was my stepson

The chosen one, come and get some

Like one time this brotha blew my bathroom up trying to get relief

But didn't know I roll my toilet paper on poison ivy leaf

Heh, I give a *sniffs* what you think of my life, hitting every wife cause we all up on strife