This here a song from back in the day,
Nineteen hundred and sixty two.
My woman put my black ass out in the cold,
I said baby why you leavin', she said our love done gone cold.
Well I, waded through water, and I waded through mud,
'till I come to this place they calls the Bucket of Blood.
You know that bartender gave me a dirty look and a dirty glass,
I said, say mother fucker, do you know who I am?
He said, hell nah nigga, I don't give a God damn.
I reached down in my pocket and pulled out my shiny .44,
shot that mother fucker twice, he hit the God damn floor.
'Bout that time you could've heard the drop of a pin,
that's when that bad mother fucker Billy Lyons walked in.
'Bout that time a pimp eased up and turned out the lights,
that's when I had ol' Billy Lyons dead in my sight.
When the lights come back on old Billy gone to rest,
I popped nine of my bullets in his mother fuckin' chest!