Artist: The Prodigy
Song: It’s The New Style
Album: The Dirtchamber Sessions, Vol. 1 - 1999
The claustrophobic confines of a west London attic hideaway. Walls, covered in heavyweight purple curtains seem to bring the dimly lit room's parameters collapsing in as a huge computer screen’s wallpaper radiates the green glow of long hot summer. Its pastoral image of feudal tranquility is the room’s only window on the world. more
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's he's jealous 'cause I'm making that green
I've got the girlie's numbers from the places I been
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