Bully
Lloyd Banks Lyrics


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{Freestyle over Raekwon, Ghostface Killah & Method Man's: "New Wu" beat:}
[Verse:]
Weed all morning! - And then it dawned on 'em (uh!)
The niggaz that call him "the best" - I moonwalk on... [scratches]
[Verse: ~DJ Whoo Kid~]
Weed all morning! - And then it dawned on 'em; (uh!)
The niggaz that call him "the best" - I moonwalk on 'em! (BRING IT BACk!)
I'm air gasoline! (uh!) - I'll put the torch on 'em!
They gon' keep wavin' the bull until these... {Scratches} (LET'S GO!)
[Verse:]
Weed all morning! - And then it dawned on 'em; (uh!)
The niggaz that call him "the best" - I moonwalk on 'em!
I'm air gasoline! (uh!) - I'll put the torch on 'em!
They gon' keep wavin' the bull until these horns on 'em! (yeah!)
You fall on morning - before it start stormin'
Ain't really no competition - I rip apart all 'em! (all 'em)
Go call 'em! - I serve niggaz till they get borin' (borin')
Midnight, midday, mornin'! {GOD-... } [gunshot] {DAMN! }
Uh, this song is for errbody I make it look simple G's (yeeah!)
I wipe the floor with MC's, stack triple cheese! (uh-huh!)
Me, Fif and Yay' jus' copped - now that's triple beams! (YEAH!)
My PO can't rain hold weight, I cripple knees! (knees)
Traitors get betrayed, tramps get [? ] knees
I light the room bright as lamps, nigga pick a sneed!
You know you can't get with the camp, lucky you get to breathe (uh!)
Please don't ask me how I'm livin' when I lift my keys! (yeah!)
Brand new spankin' Franklyn's
I land where it's ancient, they race to thank him. (uh-huh!)
A million miles away out in space jus' waitin' (word!)
Cookin' up the Crack, Gucci apron bakin'! (you nerves!)
Listen! - Cause I ain't got the time to blog
Words with the strugglin' black man; bars hard as Obama job! (uh!)
Fuck my enemies! (yeah!) - I tell they momma slob
Drop my bag, pile niggaz up like "Amistad"! (YEEEAH!)
Shit-talkin' cause I'm out my car
Leak and the drama [? ] sleep from the karma start! (whooo!)
Suppose I lose it! - These old niggaz entrees!
You thinkin'? - Cause I been drinkin' like Kanye! (Kanye!)
Ain't nuttin' changed but the change in the cool of life
Hop out, shoot the dice, pause for the blue and whites! (uh!)
And my new [? ] they lucky if I do 'em twice,
About to catch my flight to Nice! - Cause I'm nice! (YEEAH!)
Dime after dime I'm the man, yeah!
Her ass spillin' over the damn chair! (uh!) - Her titties stand up like Pam Grier! (uh-huh!)
I give 'um wide walls and damp hair
There's no falacio in the Lamb', yeah, let's camp here! (HAA!)
See nine times out of ten, I'm kinda rocky
I'm dressed up so I pose for the paparazzi! (on?)
First by the Rolls! - Extreme shopper hobby
Twenty, thirty rats on that - cream Mazerati! (whoo, whoo!)
How you gon' turn your back on your back bone?
Must wanna be in the front, than be in that zone! (that zone!)
Leanin' on Pat-rone! - There's no chillin' me! (chillin' me!)
My lifestyle's fast dome! - Roam through Italy! (ugh!)
I got your shorty and her bed game serious (serious!)
The pussy only really yours on her period!
Period! - Long move, check big boy
Mansion, man don't tell me there's a sextape, Lloyd; (uh, uh!)
BANK$! - Nigga name a nigga you know nicer! (huhh?)
I'm shttin'! - You gon' need a sumo diaper! (yeah!)
I move like the Spyker, two door Viper (yeah!)
Negative energy'll get the crew all hyper! (uh!)
"Mary Jane" life her! - The only chick that gets it from me
I'm on top of my missionary with the money! (uh-huh!)
I'm hearin' all the comparin' and the shit is funny (pfff!)
We're not the same I'm different, dummy! (UH!)
Your boy back rappin' his ass off, I grip the glass jaws;
My flow "Predator" with the mask off!
Black leather tint on the fast horse, the last Porsche
Ball like mad sports, passports, I'm back forth!
One man attack force
The knife wonder eight other planets, that's [? ] - You want bash, boss?
Headed on a crash course! - My hearts ice!
Future brighter than my last thoughts! - You're all mice!
On [? ] wouldn't fall off the floordrop
[? ] more hot! - And everything that your not!
Warlock! - Back block Sureshock
Keep your mouth shut, and your door locked!
Cause speakers go home in a long box;
It's all lies he's gonna call the cops!
You ain't a MC, you a fat bitch; I get you Swiss cheese for Mac clips!
Nose dives, takin' one-knees and backflips! - All over rap shit!
And the whole crew at the same time
I'm [? ] it's game time! - And I ain't even in my prime!
My waistlines' a grey Nine; that'll make your ass
Run like a grey dame! - Chasin' dollar bills,
Don't chase fame! - These niggaz really bummy and fake chains
If there wasn't so many I'd name names, but "Gay-ame"!
Hungry like a nigga with no fridge
Strange, I ain't grow up like most kids! - Pains, bulletholes and gold ribs!
Stains over clothes and close deaths
Denials, heavens clouds and no stress!
The game's full of fouls and no refs, complaints from the crowds and no love,
We bring the guns out when they go club!
Bottles and Bud! - Thick models and drugs
Six Hollow, the Subs, you dicked out with a thug!
Dick down on the rug, I skip town with a love!
Blind who? - Take these big diamonds and blood!
[Outro:]
Yeah...
I've returned!
The PLK!
Uh!
V5 on the way...
Any day!
I hear you stupid niggaz still talkin', man...
I'm vexed!
Uh!
Yeah! {Beat Fades Out}
[Outro:]
Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!
ANOTHER CLASSIC! {Beat Stops}




CAN'T FORGET...
"THISIS50.COM"!

Overall Meaning

The verses of Lloyd Banks's song Bully showcase his lyrical prowess, with intricate wordplay and clever rhymes throughout. He boasts about his dominance in the rap game, calling out those who consider themselves the best and claiming that he effortlessly outshines them. Banks uses imagery, metaphor, and pop culture references to create a vivid picture of his life, from smoking weed all morning to having his pick of women. He also addresses the darker side of his upbringing, including pain, violence, and loss, and how those experiences have shaped him and set him apart from others in the industry.


Line by Line Meaning

Weed all morning! - And then it dawned on 'em (uh!)
Starting the day off smoking weed, then realizing something (uh!)


The niggaz that call him "the best" - I moonwalk on... [scratches]
People who claim to be the best get shown up by me, I'm that good [scratches]


I'm air gasoline! (uh!) - I'll put the torch on 'em!
I'm explosive like gasoline, and I'll destroy anyone who challenges me [uh!]


They gon' keep wavin' the bull until these... {Scratches} (LET'S GO!)
People will continue to irritate me until I show them my power [scratches]


You fall on morning - before it start stormin'
If you mess with me, you'll get destroyed before you even have a chance to fight back


Ain't really no competition - I rip apart all 'em! (all 'em)
No one can compete with me, I destroy all of my opponents (all of them)


Go call 'em! - I serve niggaz till they get borin' (borin')
Go ahead and call out anyone to challenge me, but I'll beat them so easily it'll get boring (boring)


Midnight, midday, mornin'! {GOD-... } [gunshot] {DAMN! }
I'm ready to fight anyone, anytime, anywhere (God...[gunshot]...Damn!)


Uh, this song is for errbody I make it look simple G's (yeeah!)
This song is for everyone, and I make success look easy (yeah!)


I wipe the floor with MC's, stack triple cheese! (uh-huh!)
I dominate other rappers, making much more money than them (uh-huh!)


Me, Fif and Yay' jus' copped - now that's triple beams! (YEAH!)
Myself, 50 Cent, and Kanye West just bought something expensive together (yeah!)


My PO can't rain hold weight, I cripple knees! (knees)
My parole officer can't stop me, and I'll break anyone who tries to challenge me (knees)


Headed on a crash course! - My hearts ice!
I'm on my way to an explosive confrontation, and my heart is cold and emotionless


Future brighter than my last thoughts! - You're all mice!
My future is bright and full of potential, while those who oppose me are small and weak (like mice)


On [? ] wouldn't fall off the floordrop
Even if I'm on the edge of a building, I won't fall off


The game's full of fouls and no refs, complaints from the crowds and no love,
The rap industry is corrupt, with no fair referees and no love from the fans


Blind who? - Take these big diamonds and blood!
Who can't see how successful I am? Take a look at these big diamonds and my success (and blood from my enemies!)




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LeBomb James

[Lloyd Banks]
Weed all morning! And then it dawned on ‘em;
The niggas that call him “the best,” I moonwalk on ‘em
Don't add gasoline, I’ll put the torch on ‘em!
They gon’ keep wavin’ the bull until these horns on ‘em!
You fall on morning – before it start stormin’
Ain’t really no competition – I rip apart all ‘em!
Go call ‘em! – I serve niggas till they get borin’
Midnight, midday, mornin’!
Uh, this song is for errbody I make it look simple G’s
I wipe the floor with MC’s, stack triple cheese!
Me, Fif and Yay’ jus’ copped – now that’s triple beams! (YEAH!)
My PLK ring hold weight, I cripple knees! (knees)
Traitors get betrayed, tramps get to lick on these
I light the room bright as lamps, nigga pick a sleeve!
You know you can’t get with the camp, lucky you get to breathe
Please don’t ask me how I’m livin’ when I lift my keys! (yeah!)
Brand new spankin’ Franklins
I land where it’s ancient, they race to thank him. (uh-huh!)
A million miles away out in space jus’ waitin’ (word!)
Cookin’ up the Crack, Gucci apron bakin’! (you nerves!)
Listen! – Cause I ain’t got the time to blog
Words with the strugglin’ black man, bars hard as Obama job! (uh!)
F-uck my enemies! (yeah!) – I tell they momma slob
Drop my bag, tie niggas up like Amistad
Shit-talkin’ cause I'm armored car'd
Leap and the drama frog, sleep from the karma start! (whooo!)
Suppose I lose it! – These old niggas entrees!
You thinkin’? – Cause I been drinkin’ like Kanye! (Kanye!)
Ain’t nuttin’ changed but the change in the cool of life
Hop out, shoot the dice, pause for the blue and whites! (uh!)
And my new Lou’s they lucky if I do ‘em twice
About to catch my flight to Nice! – Cause I’m nice!
Dime after dime I’m the man, yeah!
Her ass spillin’ over the damn chair! (uh!) – Her titties stand up like Pam Grier! (uh-huh!)
I give ‘um wide walls and damp hair
Slow fellatio in the lamb’, yeah, let’s camp here! (HAA!)
See nine times out of ten, I’m kinda rocky
I’m dressed up so I pose for the paparazzi!
Furs by the row! – Extreme shopper hobby
Twenty, thirty racks on that – cream Maserati! (whoo, whoo!)
How you gon’ turn your back on your back bone?
Must wanna be in the front, than be in that zone! (that zone!)
Leanin’ on Pat-rone! – There’s no chillin’ me!
My lifestyle’s fast dome! – Roam through Italy! (ugh!)
I got your shorty and her bed game serious (serious!)
The pussy only really yours on her period
Period! – wrong move, check mate boy
Mansion, man don’t tell me there’s a sextape, Lloyd (uh, uh!)
BANKS! – Nigga name a nigga you know nicer! (huhh?)
I’m sh-ttin’! – I'm gon’ need a sumo diaper! (yeah!)
I move like the Spyker, two door Viper (yeah!)
Negative energy’ll get the crew all hyper! (uh!)
“Mary Jane” life her! – The only chick that gets it from me
I’m on top of my missionary with the money! (uh-huh!)
I’m hearin’ all the comparin’ and the shit is funny (pfff!)
We’re not the same I’m different, dummy! (UH!)
Your boy back rappin’ his ass off, a brick to glass jaws;
My flow “Predator” with the mask off! Black leather tint on the fast horse, the last Porsche
Ball like mad sports, passports, I’m back forth!
One man attack force
The 9th wonder, eight other planets past ross
You wore a badge boss
Headed on a crash course! – My hearts ice!
Future brighter than my last thoughts! – You’re all mice!
On air wouldn’t fall off the floordrop
I melt mic's, I'm shit out the mall hot! And everything that you're not!
Warlock! – Back block Sureshock
Keep your mouth shut, and your door locked!
Cause speakers go home in a long box;
It’s all lies he’s gonna call the cops!
You ain’t a MC, you a fat bitch; I get you Swiss cheese for Mac clips!
Nose dives, takin’ one-knees and backflips! – All over rap shit!
End a whole crew at the same time
I'm calm, alley-oop when it’s game time! – And I ain’t even in my prime!
My waistlines’ a grey Nine; that’ll make your ass
Run like a great dane! – Chasin’ dollar bills
Don’t chase fame! These niggas really bummy and fake chains
If there wasn’t so many I’d name names, but “brigade aim”!
Hungry like a nigga with no fridge
Strange, I ain’t grow up like most kids
Pains, bulletholes and broke ribs
Stains over clothes and close deaths
Denials, heavens clouds and no stress!
The game’s full of fouls and no refs
Complaints from the crowds and no love
We bring the guns out when they go club!
Bottles and Bud! – Thick models and drugs
Six Hollow, the Subs, you dipped out with a thug!
Dicked down on the rug, I skipped town with her love
Blind who? – Take these big diamonds and blood!
[End]



All comments from YouTube:

8,891,000 views

R.I.P. RICK ROSS this is how you know hip hop is dead. A real MC killed him if this was the 90's ross career would be over and banks would have been acknowledged appropriately. Banks is a true lyricist one of a kind last of a dying breed...

Will The Real Deal

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airforceups1

HIS NAME IS THE FAKE RIC ROSS OFFICER WILLIAM ROBERTS THA FRAUD

Lindsy Koch

That whole situation is why I dont follow rap any more

willievision

Still baffels me how he survied both diss tracks from banks with no responses rap been dead

Professor Coon

This didn’t age well lol

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jspears19

Still give me goosebumps everytime I listen

Hydroblitz

Yah just makes the vibe feel like something outta thriller movie XD

Frankin Giropippi

Absolute banger been rockin w this for what 10-15 years now shit still SLAPS EVERY TIME. PLK

Lindokuhle Shange

Came back in 2019 just to say this shit right here a classic. I'll be back in a few years to remind you again🔥🔥🔥🔥

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