Songwriters: Michael Atha;Timothy
Thomas;Theron Thomas;James Scheffer
Lyrics
Featuring: Rock City
Trailer parks on fireBilly been
cookin' up somethin'If you need a
biscuit, come on thenBilly has got it
jumpin'
Get it from a pro, get it for the
lowGet you some blow, get it for the
noseGet it for the show, get it for
the hoes
Four wheeler cranked upGas tank on the
ATVIs full of that crank butBilly got
pills from A to Z
So whaddya think bud?Billy won't go
below 5022's are dangerousDrink a
finger with the nugget rings
Pow, take one from the needleHow you
feelin' now?Purple moons and lucky
charmsYeah, that's the sound
But veins turnin' brownBut his fame is
so profoundHis name is like a nounThey
goin' Billy now
Billy's on the corner with the crystal
methYeah and he ain't slowin' down,
slowin' downBilly's on the corner with
the crystal methGo Billy, crystal meth
Ay, oh, ay, ohOh, ay, oh
Hello junkie and hello momma tooHello
to my P.O.Deuce up to the boys in blue
Billy got brass balls20 pounds on the
catwalkLSD and adderalAnd LCD's on the
wall
He's watchin' every moveHigh-tech
redneckRun up on him if ya want toI
bet, really, come on
It might be dark in the woodsBut the
lights are onThe money's countedAnd if
the price is wrong
Well, then Billy will get themGremlins
like SpielbergHe'll take your house
downOff of them pillars
And take your mom to sizzlerAnd feed
her chicken liverThat's cold blooded
loveBilly's a killer
Billy's on the corner with the crystal
methYeah and he ain't slowin' down,
slowin' downBilly's on the corner with
the crystal methGo Billy, crystal meth
Ay, oh, ay, ohOh, ay, oh
4:30 in the a.m.Billy ain't slept for
daysGotta keep up with the profitGotta
keep up with the craze
It's a heavy shadeGotta walk through
the mazeDown where the sun don't
shineAnd the pine trees sway
And when the wind blewAnd the cradle
fellDown come baby BillyAnd up come an
able male
Momma stayed at workDaddy stayed in
jailHey, that's a full deckBut ya
gotta play with what your dealt
So Billy dealt the jokerPut the
sheriff in a chokerHe drank himself
soberAnd pissed at a super soaker
And he wet 'em all upAnd left his snow
yellowThat's hard lifeBoy for the
ellow
Billy's on the corner with the crystal
methYeah and he ain't slowin' down,
slowin' downBilly's on the corner with
the crystal methGo Billy, crystal meth
Ay, oh, ay, ohOh, ay, oh