Bully
Odd Couple Lyrics


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[Intro]
Ah, yeah, yeah
This is Louis Logic
That nigga you don't see
Cuz he got kicked out of class (The Odd Couple)
And I brought my other knucklehead with me
My man J.J. Brown
On some bully shit
Bringin heat on the beats
stuffin nerdy niggas in lockers

[Verse 1]
Give me a beat and listen to me
Niggaz'll see I'm like the oilman cause I deliver your heat
I didn't say you were gay, it's just that you're sweet
And catch vibes on the westside of christopher street
It's no wonder you wish you were me
I ain't some type of bitch, who when he takes a piss sits on the seat
That's why all your chickens agree they rather kick it with me
Cuz I suprise em every now and then with mystery meat (boh)
Who's the clever kid who use his leverage as a rapstar to get into a
coochies second lips
Lou's new collections is smooth and effortless
Like 2 screwing, sweaty chicks with lubed apendages
Whoever just is boos and nemesis
Had rather move their settlement away in to a new development
Cuz I'm not too intelligent to stoop to your level
And you're so low down I'm shooting hoops wit the devil

[Chorus]
In the school of hard knocks
We're at the top of our classes
Shit the bullies even kiss our asses
Whether or not my report card passes
class-clowns will tell you were the real smart-asses
We run shit and punch kids
In their plump tummies, somebody is always on the run from me
The abott's got detention, jay's on suspension
And myself, I got expelled for snatching niggaz lunch money

[Verse 2]
Yo, I got sick inch for scotch about a fifth a shot
Just as hot, as the burning in your sisters crouch
Which is not why I never snick a snatch
I rather flip the latch on the cabinet to you pops liquor stash
Jay Love hit the hash like a coffee-shop spatula
My fangs puncture a keg like a malt and hops dracula
That's way I always sleep in the daylight, cause I creep in the late night
Leaving victims leaking like drain pipes
People saying it ain't right
But I can't help that I'm so damn selfish
I got my hands on a female fans pelvis like I'm some bad Elvis
Who's from a parallel universe
Giratin his hips to the dick carousel through the skirts
You know a man you think is rude at first
Give me some room to work
And allow me to introduce the nerd to the dirt
Cuz Lou's the worst type of jerk to dealing with
he'll bruise you first physically then hurt your feelings bitch

[Chorus]
In the school of hard knocks
We're at the top of our classes
Shit the bullies even kiss our asses
Whether or not, my report card passes
Class-clowns will tell you were the real smart-asses
We run shit and punch kids
In their plump tummies somebody is always on the run from me
The abott got detention, Jay's on suspension
And myself, I got expelled for snatching niggaz lunch money

[Verse 3]
I'm like Merlin in a sherlin when I sip a beer
Or a wizard in winter gear who makes a guiness dissapear
quicker than a chicks brazier during foreplay
Or drugdealers when the pigs are here to storm your hallway
Performing all day with Jay and the abott
makin the magic that has addicts celebrating their habits
I've got a cult following, of so many young adults swallowing
So many jameson flasks that it give em adult tolerance
I'm major in classes, on savorin asses
With greater than average curves like antique vases and glasses
And on the day the give me a masters
I traded it faster than you can say vodka for a case of some ??
Some say that a rapper is worth as much as he drinks
Fuck what he thinks that's why I fill myself with suds like a sink
And to my reason ain't gon' get stock on the blink
But that's just one of them things
to give me something to discuss with my shrink

[Chorus]
In the school of hard knocks
We're at the top of our classes
Shit the bullies even kiss our asses
Wether or not, my report card passes
Class-clowns will tell you were the real smart-asses
We run shit and punch kids
In their plump tummies, somebody is always on the run from me
now The abott got detention, jay's on suspension
And myself, I got expelled for snatching niggaz lunch money

[Verse 4]
So who's that guy in the dunce cap sitting in the back of class?
And when the teacher walks by he's smacking her ass
Cutting in the school storeline snatching your cash
Pushing the smart kids ass in the trash
Motherfucker I'm the bully
And I'm coming 'round the corner
I warn ya and now I'm rainen punches down on ya
Y'all better head for the office




Tell them to get your mummy to come and get you
Because your tummy is nauseous

Overall Meaning

The song "Bully" by Odd Couple is a rap song about being a bully in school. The song is full of punchlines and metaphors, as is typical of rap music. The opening lines are an introduction to the artists and their personalities, and the verses are full of braggadocious lyrics about how they are the top bullies in their school. They brag about giving wedgies, stuffing nerds in lockers, and even stealing lunch money.


The lyrics of the chorus emphasize the power and control that the bullies have over their peers, stating that they are at the top of their class and even getting praise from the people they bully. The final verse takes a dark turn as the artist speaks from the perspective of the bully, describing how he physically harms others and even sexually harasses his teachers.


The song is an interesting perspective on the topic of bullying, as it comes from the perspective of the bully rather than the victim. It shows how the bully sees himself as in control and at the top of the social hierarchy. However, it also highlights the violent and abusive nature of bullying, as the lyrics describe the bully physically hurting others.


Line by Line Meaning

Give me a beat and listen to me Niggaz'll see I'm like the oilman cause I deliver your heat
I'm asking for a chance to rap and showcase my abilities. Just like how an oilman delivers heat, I'll deliver hot rhymes.


I didn't say you were gay, it's just that you're sweet And catch vibes on the westside of christopher street It's no wonder you wish you were me I ain't some type of bitch, who when he takes a piss sits on the seat That's why all your chickens agree they rather kick it with me Cuz I suprise em every now and then with mystery meat (boh)
I didn't call you homosexual. You are just acting feminine. You have a weak vibe, so you envy me. I'm not weak, unlike someone who would pee sitting down. Girls prefer my company because I can surprise them with different things.


Who's the clever kid who use his leverage as a rapstar to get into a coochies second lips Lou's new collections is smooth and effortless Like 2 screwing, sweaty chicks with lubed apendages Whoever just is boos and nemesis Had rather move their settlement away in to a new development Cuz I'm not too intelligent to stoop to your level And you're so low down I'm shooting hoops wit the devil
Who could use their success as a rapper to get girls? It's me. My new music is as smooth as the experience of two hot girls getting laid. You are my enemy who is always drinking and not doing anything worthy. You want to avoid embarrassment and move away because I don't want to go low like you. You are so evil that even the devil plays basketball with you.


In the school of hard knocks We're at the top of our classes Shit the bullies even kiss our asses Whether or not my report card passes class-clowns will tell you were the real smart-asses We run shit and punch kids In their plump tummies, somebody is always on the run from me The abott's got detention, jay's on suspension And myself, I got expelled for snatching niggaz lunch money
We are the top students in our tough school. Even bullies are afraid of us. Whether I pass or fail, class clowns will agree that we are witty. We are in charge here and will punch anyone who crosses us. People always run from us. The abbot is in detention, Jay is suspended, and I got expelled for stealing lunch money.


Yo, I got sick inch for scotch about a fifth a shot Just as hot, as the burning in your sisters crouch Which is not why I never snick a snatch I rather flip the latch on the cabinet to you pops liquor stash Jay Love hit the hash like a coffee-shop spatula My fangs puncture a keg like a malt and hops dracula That's way I always sleep in the daylight, cause I creep in the late night Leaving victims leaking like drain pipes People saying it ain't right But I can't help that I'm so damn selfish I got my hands on a female fans pelvis like I'm some bad Elvis Who's from a parallel universe Giratin his hips to the dick carousel through the skirts You know a man you think is rude at first Give me some room to work And allow me to introduce the nerd to the dirt Cuz Lou's the worst type of jerk to dealing with he'll bruise you first physically then hurt your feelings bitch
I like a strong drink. It burns hotter than your sister's genitals. I never harass women though. Instead, I'll sneak into your dad's alcohol stash. Jay loves smoking weed, but I prefer impaling kegs like a vampiric beer drinker. I sleep during the day and go out at night to attack people, leaving them injured. People say it's wrong, but I'm just selfish. I treat female fans like I'm some rockstar from another dimension gyrating my hips for their pleasure. I'm usually rude at first, but just give me a chance rather than judging me too quickly. I'll introduce nerds to the dirt, as I'm the worst kind of jerk who will physically harm you and also attack your emotions.


So who's that guy in the dunce cap sitting in the back of class? And when the teacher walks by he's smacking her ass Cutting in the school storeline snatching your cash Pushing the smart kids ass in the trash Motherfucker I'm the bully And I'm coming 'round the corner I warn ya and now I'm rainen punches down on ya Y'all better head for the office Tell them to get your mummy to come and get you Because your tummy is nauseous
Who is that idiot wearing a dunce cap being rude? He smacks the teacher's butt and cuts in line to steal money. He even throws smart kids in the trash. That motherfucker is me, the bully. I'm about to attack you, so you should run to the office and call your mom to pick you up because you'll feel nauseous after I hit you.




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Comments from YouTube:

Spoof

this song is sick!!! i reccomend the remix with Majik most, Celph and lou i think same concept have FUN

crystalmethcapital

i feel bad for yall who aint heard of lou before....its a real shame he fell off

A Cakir

serious this guys are fucking sick never heard of them before..

Maggoteerialistic

Best Lu spits

Chris Bookman

how'd he fall off? just asking

AOK2Blaze

best one is tommy boy. and double fisted.

Spoof

oh ya the song is called Class Clown Enjoi

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