Broadway Billy

[Intro] "Extra, extra, read all about it Broadway Billy, just struck again in Manhattan, tearing up the scene, Broadway Billy, that's right." "Hey it's Broadway Billy" "Broadway Billy, that's him." "Aren't you Broadway Billy baby?" "Yes the phenomenal Broadway Billy has struck again." [Refrain] Broadway Billy Broadway Billy Broadway Billy Broadway Billy [Verse 1: Kool Keith] My fizzle ton The dark enhancement The gallery department brand so big The words make you get a head enlargement The birds up early eating breakfast and turkey sausage I'm young Tony Bennett in the silver and black phantom Nothing rented Yellow balls in the truck, you ready to play tennis in tints Don't touch if you wiser with hand sanitizer Tap my chauffeur driver, I'm Don Wilson Magnificent, so brilliant Escorted with tuxedos inside the building Hors d'oeuvres in chatrooms Rappers star struck, hiding from me in the bathroom She got a fur coming down on the steps Big on her neck like a baboon Fly to the side in the King Calloway shoes Then fretted with Annabelle going up the stairs Come here dear Like Gomez with Morticia You hold the door for me when I enter Platinum plaques, Mr. Atlantic, Motown special driving off Sammy Davidson, the door man hand me the ladies Dorothy Hammill, you look gorgeous lady Elegant, while the many are irrelevant Don't miss the ballistics [Refrain] Broadway Billy Broadway Billy Broadway Billy Broadway Billy [Verse 2: Roc Marciano] My life brighter than a thousand suns The pump shotty come with a round drum The gun woke the whole town up I'm cold blooded, I need a coat in the summer I'm always by the stove like an old woman This is home cooking They ain't put this shit in the booklet Then booked the kid, left him stuck like a pin cushion We kept it pushing No bullshit Crept on the next juggs like a leopard in the bushes All I can smell is pussy, there's no word to better put it Dumped the big joint out the Royce in the Troy Had the Cartis on, niggas thought I was Royce Left them moist Collect toys with the extra coins I'm poised We mixed the soda with opioids We on that boy Got a few plugs, Pos and Trugoy It's a true joy As long as I don't lose my voice All I need's the stu and one Q like ScHoolboy I bet I proved my point like a schoolboy Your whole life story's letters rogatory My watch like a rock quarry on me From that they call me Roc Corleone Frozen rollie just like some groceries Those are trophies, diamond chokers my throat freeze Sprinkle of weed and coca leaves I'm leaving, grab my coat please Keep the pole in my cream Dolce jeans You know the steeze Motherfucker, you know my steez nigga