It’s The New Style Lyrics

It’s The New Style lyrics

(section 4 at 6:16)
(lyrics by m. diamond, r. rubin, a. yauch and the king)

There it is ¨c kick it!!!

Father to many ¨c married to none
And in case you’re unaware I carry a gun
Stepped into the party ¨c the place was over packed
Saw the kid that dissed my homey and shot him in the back
I had to get a beeper ’cause my phone is tapped
You better keep your mouth shut ’cause I’m fully strapped
I got money in the bank ¨c I can still get high
That’s why your girlfriend thinks that I’m so fly
I’ve got money and juice ¨c twin sisters in my bed
Their father had envy so I shot him in the head
If I played guitar I’d be jimmy page
The girlie’s I like are underage (check it!)
Girls with boyfriends are the kind I like
I’ll steal your honey like I stole your bike
Your father ¨c he’s jealous ’cause I’m making that green
I’ve got the girlie’s numbers from the places I been