Текст (слова) песни: RZA (Bobby Digital) - Billy

 
[Intro: RZA] 
Eh-yo, man, fuckin`.. 
Mothafuckin` Billy, man 
Yeah, man 
That mothafucka, man, just called me and shit 
From fuckin`, a, some county jail, man 
Down South or some shit 
He`s mothafuckin` crazy 
I thought that nigga was comin` here next week too and shit 
But I guess he went down South with them fuckin` white boys 
You know he love headin` with them white boys and shit 
 
[RZA] 
Yo, yo, yo, Billy 
He sniffed dope and swallow acid, took cokes of cold classics 
Smoked hashes, tote plastic glocks and low jackets 
Cross country, cousin Billy with forty monkeys 
Twenty honkeys, Harley Davidson bike junkies 
In a convoy escapin` from Rosco Pico 
And those four redneck cops who had Woppy in a sleephold 
The SWAT team, U.S. army shock team 
The snipers who shot King, infrared dot beams 
Aimed at windshields, gas tanks and wheels 
From the bank they yanked the mil, hot lead and stainless steel 
Shot through the helments, cracked heads like halibut jaw 
Ripped through the wolves and blew the hood off the car 
A.T.F., F.B.I., D.E.A., chopper in the sky 
Eye witness news on standby 
Built to tell, it was Mit from the metly metly 
Teeth dipped in P.C.P., hit to the head like a D.D.T. 
Hard on the gut like liq` B.L.T. 
C-cipher punks with the A.P.B. 
Only destroys who was drunk of the J.N.B. 
Ran up in A&P, hit the safe at P&C 
Documentary on A&E, eight P.M. E.S.T. 
Five P.T., the ho tapin` on V.C.R. 
Three victims shot, one was saved by C.P.R. 
Fuckin` Billy be wildin` 
Like Robert L. Lee on Storwall Jackson 
He always out for action 
I was at an eighteen hole golf course relaxin` 
When I received the collect call, BOODOODOODOO 
Collect call from cousin Billy 
 
[Phone Skit: RZA ("Billy")] 
(Eh-yo, Bobby, I`m in trouble) 
Yo, what`s goin` on, cousin? 
What the fuck, man? 
(Listen, yo I need fifty thousand) 
Oh sh--, eh-yo, Kinetic 
Check it out, nigga said he need fifty fuckin` g`s Son 
(Listen, yo, we got into a fight 
In the bar, shit was just crazy) 
Eh-yo, I heard you was fuckin` with the white boy Tommy again 
Takin` that acid, nigga 
(Yeah, oh yeah, we chillin` though 
I just need you to come get me, for real) 
No problem, son 
Yo, I`ll send my nigga Kinetic down to get you and shit (Aight) 
Aight, there it is
 

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