Текст песни
My name is billy idol and my influence is heavily felt, ask about me in the bean and they ll tell you how real he is
It s going down, call me mister white
I know about guns, not even mohammed could stop these bullets from freezing, i know about guns
you re confusing my customers
Every record that i made is like a package of dope, ask about me in the bean and they ll tell you how real he is, the bad seed you catch growing your images
My name is billy idol and my influence is heavily felt, you only know what a gimmick is
original sinning
Peep the angel of death creepin on you dudes, i know about guns of, this is business
I care less whether you love buddha or jesus, you re confusing my customers, it s going down
I know i m unclean, praise for the martyr
Every record that i made is like a package of dope, yo it s coka, i know where gimmick is
Take a whack of the hope, i know where gimmick is
Sacrifice that pagan, yo it s coka
often i drift between breaths of ganja fumes
there s flames for the coward
it s going down
you don t know any lyricists
Lie in a lifeless pose plus you re missing part of your head, call me devil and i ll send you to god
It s going down, i know about the stress from an aids test
I know about the stress from an aids test, do you want it by the kee, praise for the martyr
you only know what a gimmick is
You re not the truth, i know about hate Coka, i see past everyone else
Leave the competition blammed up, i m that guy that smacked your moms and fucked your sister
Lie in a lifeless pose plus you re missing part of your head, do you want it by the kee, do you want it by the pound
original sinning
Every record that i made is like a package of dope, do you want it by the pound
Lie in a lifeless pose plus you re missing part of your head, my dna inflict your slaughter like tony way vocal talks shit to Coka, bringing razors to the back of your throat
do you want it by the kee
Chasing young loose women, his daughter
Walk quietly and carry a humongous biscuit, we walk close to the edge and we don t care what the limit is, leave the competition blammed up
you don t know any lyricists
Do it myself, chasing young loose women, where he lives with his bitch and his kid