Lyrics Bully - Bingx

Man I hate me a tough boy, yeah a tough boy and a bully what you wanna fight me for I'm like 5 feet 4 and you 6 foot 53 quarters, yeah So look and I do nutin and I never come around whena you comin,
Cause you always wanna fight and I hate your types everytime we go out you gotta prove somethin
An somebody look at him an he valve quit tall kid just picking on small kids
Man if I was that tall I never feel small Im bettin he's just probably got a small dick
Does it make you feel big when you throw that punch
Did you feel like you the bizz when you hold that gun
Did you feel like you tha itch when you stole that lunch
Did you think about the kid you stole that from
Cause you know he feels hurt wanting revenge
Started thinking bout murder ain't sleep since
He just wanna go to school and go meet friends
But everytime he goes to schools he's on defence
Looking out for the kid tryna beat em uhh
So he hide his lunch money in his deater tuns
Doesn't even eat lunch cause he ain't about weak
Then you get to high school and people eat em uhh
All he ever really wanted was a little respect
And now he's sitting at the table with the rejects
Mumma asks what's wrong and he deflects said he's got a cause and he worried bout the effects
An erry time he gets ruffed up somethin gets mopped up
Murder in his eyes but he calm though cause even though he's piss pore jake found something to live for... (murdering John Doe)
Bully, Bully, Bully
Man I hate being
Bullies bullies bullies
I wanna kill my
Bully, Bully, Bully
So I'm gonna kill my
Bully, Bully, Bully
Look, John Doe about 17
Had a rough life nothin like a fam on a bill board
Love he ain't never seen that'll love life an some love from the family he would kill for
All he ever wanna do is make pops proud but all he ever hear from him is not now says wanna shoots, gets shot down
Then he go and pull on his shoes and he walks out
His mumma got sick an she past away
So he stuck with his pops for the being
When his mum got sick, well is ass blamed so everyday little john got five beats
And you know he wanna fight when he go to school
Cause all he get at home was a ass beat
And every time he in a fight or he broke a rule
Well you know he gonna come home to his dad beafin
He's beat every time he gets, what's love getting beat
What a shit dimension
How the heck could he see that from his perspective
Ohh suspension full of red rage
Been at home getting beat for like ten days
And he try to play cool but he hates school
And beatin up other kids how he vent pain
So he curse and he scrap only way to feel and he learn from his dad it's a way to heal
Starts having day dreams an he has what the other kids have so he steal and he make em real
And he can only get hurt if he lets them close
So he's thinking ice cold is his best emotion
He came alone and then left alone and went home not knowing what he set in motion
Bully, Bully, Bully
Man I hate being
Bullies bullies bullies
I wanna kill my
Bully, Bully, Bully
So I'm gonna kill my
Bully, Bully, Bully
About midnight jake sneaks into his dads room like a bad son
Tip toeing an he held his breath with each step
And he stepped in the hall with his dads gun
Put the gun inside a rack inside the base of his backpack and went and layed down tryna calm himself
Cause he knows that he can't turn back he's past that
And he's about too write every wrong he's felt jake got to school and skipped class
And went around to the back of the school where johns at
Thinking to himself jake this is it member every single time you were punked by johns ass
That's about the that his heart started racing
Then he saw john throw a kid down
Yeah and that's about the time that he jumped out screaming here I am little punk whose big now!!...
"BANG" "BANG"
That's for everytime you punked me
"BANG""BANG"
That's for everytime you punked me
"BANG""BANG""BANG""BANG"
That's for everytime you jumped me
Oh my god what did I just do god forgive me cause I got one thing left to do
"BANG"
Yeah people wanna point fingers at the kids though
Ain't nobody birthed evil, you gotta learn evil
You do what you see as a kid so
When I see mum an dad on the news like
" ohhh he wouldn't do that "
Well enough is apparent
I could see that you ain't been around enough as a parent
I mean if that was my kid I'd be the one that's embarrassed
Why the do you think that he wants to shoot things
As kids all we do is just watch you do things
And we get get sprung when we toss the new things
Like a little doing when you walk us through things
Yeah so,
Here's a FU for the bad mums and dads and the kids that bullied us
And after hearing this song who you thing the real bully was