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Billy Lyrics by RZA

The Sting + Bonus Tracks

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[Intro: RZA]
Eh-yo, man, fuckin'..
Mothafuckin' Billy, man
Yeah, man
That mothafucka, man, just called me and shit
From fuckin', uh, 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 and shit
You know he love hangin' with them white boys and shit

[RZA]
Yo, yo, yo, Billy
He sniffed dope and swallow acid, took gulps of colt classics
Smoked hashes, tote plastic Glocks and low jackets
Cross country, cousin Billy with forty monkeys
Twenty white honkys, Harley Davidson bike junkies
In a convoy escapin' from Rosco P. Co
And those four redneck cops who had Rodney 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 helmets, cracked heads like Hellmanns jars
Ripped through the roofs 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
Bill Beutel, it was Mit from the metly
Mint leaf tea dipped in P.C.P., hit to the head like a D.D.T
Hard on the gut like Mc D.L.T
C-cipher punks put the A.P.B
On these destroyers who was drunk off the J&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 or Stonewall 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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About “Billy” by RZA

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