Stack Shot Billy - Lyrics - Rubber Factory - The Black Keys

Title: Stack Shot Billy
Album: Rubber Factory
Artist: The Black Keys
Composer(s): Daniel Auerbach, Patrick Carney

Lyric:
Stack shot Billy in the back of the head
Stack made sure Billy Lyons was dead
.45 pistol down in Stack's right hand
Sent him away to the Promised Land

Stack shot Billy
.45
Stack shot Billy
Billy laid down and died

Stack Lee had himself an evil brain
Loved his gun and his sweet cocaine
But Stack got quiet when the shadows fell
Knew soon enough that he'd burn in hell

Stack shot Billy
.45
Stack shot Billy
Billy laid down and died

Stack shot Billy in the back of the head
Stack made sure Billy Lyons was dead
.45 pistol down in Stack's right hand
Sent him away to the Promised Land

Stack shot Billy
.45
Stack shot Billy
Billy laid down and died

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Stack A Lee - Lyrics - World Gone Wrong You - Bob Dylan

Title: Stack A Lee
Album: World Gone Wrong You
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Traditional Bob (Arr) Dylan

Lyric:
Hawlin Alley on a dark and drizzly night
Billy Lyons and Stack a Lee had one terrible fight
All about that John.B. Stetson Hat

Stack a Lee walked to the bar-room and he called for a glass of beer
Turned around to Billy Lyons, said, "What are you doin' here?"
"Waitin' for a train to please bring my woman home"

"Stack a Lee, oh Stack a Lee, please don't take my life
Got three little children and a weepin', lovin' wife
You're a bad man, bad man Stack a Lee"

"God bless your children and I'll take care of your wife
You stole my John.B., now I'm bound to take your life"
All about that John.B. Stetson Hat

Stack a Lee turned to Billy Lyons and he shot him right through the head
Only takin' one shot to kill Billy Lyons dead
All about that John.B. Stetson Hat

Sent for the doctor, well the doctor he did come
Just pointed out, Stack a Lee, said, "Now what have you done?
You're a bad man, bad man Stack a Lee"

Six big horses and a rubber-tired hack
Taking him to the cemetery but they failed to bring him back
All about that John.B. Stetson Hat

Hawlin Alley, thought I heard the bulldog bark
Must have been old Stack a Lee stumblin' in the dark
He's a bad man, gonna land him right back in jail

High police walked on to Stack a Lee, he was lyin' fast asleep
High police gets Stack a Lee and he jumped forty feet
He's a bad man, gonna land him right back in jail

Well, they got old Stack a Lee and they led him right back in jail
Couldn't get a man around to go Stack a Lee's bail
All about that John.B. Stetson Hat

Stack a Lee turned to the jailer, he said, "Jailer, I can't sleep
'Round my bedside Billy Lyons begin to creep"
All about that John.B. Stetson Hat

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This Life I Lead - Lyrics - Better Dayz - 2pac

Title: This Life I Lead
Album: Better Dayz
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Kotari Cox, Malcolm Greenridge, Johnny Jackson, Delmar Arnaud, Ricardo Brown, Tupac Shakur, Mutah Beale, Rufus Cooper

Lyric:
This motherfucking life I lead
Shit
A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops
We still ride though
What side? West side

I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce
Movin' my tapes in major ways 'cause every dollar counts
Bustas is jealous and half these niggas is punks
They runnin' off at the mouth till I fill up with my pump

They jump my automatic keep 'em weary
While you fronting like you billy bad ass nigga you scary
I been knowing you for years we was high school peers in junior high
I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die

While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases
Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places
Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried
Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried

Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'm a ride
Pick my enemies out the crowd and muthafuckas die
It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is
Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids

In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother fuckers till we die

In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother fuckers till we die in this life I lead

I ain't a killer but don't push me dog
For that family I'll send that ass straight to God
And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years
My vision is blurry the money is clear

Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin
And when noble on the road I'm extremely cautious
It happened that fast split second you're gone
At the top of my tombstone put 'Noble is raw'

Outlaw till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince
I stack dough like a clock on the bricks
With a watch on my wrist dog
I know the time these days we outlaws
We gonna die this way

We already in the history books
Pac made sure of that whateva you took we taking it back
You know it's all for the foundation
Outlaws we still building the thug nation holla at your homie

In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother fuckers till we die

In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother fuckers till we die in this life I lead

It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin' hot
Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks
Now [Incomprehensible] on the phone and the nigga talking crazy
I don't know who to blame him or [Incomprehensible] for killing babies

I'm a New Jers Devil the street created rebel
Only got one shot to produce on every level
This is Maximus go to the max I must
Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch u huh

Napoleon the strength of strong arm
With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on
I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto
Been blessed fo' sho to eat from out the ghetto

I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes
Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands
And I'm plotting on the fortune, it's gettin' hot and scorching
I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy

In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother fuckers till we die

In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother fuckers till we die in this life I lead

Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to
Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer
Steady seducing us and I'm all for it
It's the life for me and the law can't spoil it

So you can call it what the fuck you want
But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn off pump
My mamma ain't raise no punk
And even dead Pac so when I jump off I breathe for yak

Been puttin' in work so I walk with a bop
And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock
Thug living ugh what the fuck would be better
I do my dirt with the family so we dying together

We on a mission for mo'
Gangsta shit on you hoes
We ain't fucking with you lawyers
Crossing niggas up out there dough

Trying to live Godzilla
Edi went from a bad boy to a anybody killer
Look out wanted man guns in hand
Stand firm nuts are my pride now let's burn

Bound and profound going down swinging
Holding my ground we the last ones breathing
No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches
So many killings it's senseless

So in this life I lead I stay protected my God
My squad and this thing in my palm
Now all my hustling motherfuckers
Get your money sing along

In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother fuckers till we die

In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother fuckers till we die in this life I lead

This motherfucking life I lead nigga
You know what time it is
West Side, death row
Dogg pound
Everybody killer, bad boy killer, killer
Anybody killer
Fuck all y'all niggas
If it ain't West Side nigga it ain't Pac
That's on my momma

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