Toby Brock - The Story of Bill (2012) by Betarock_The Versifiers published on 2012/12/12 21:33:06 +0000 ©2012 Toby Brock See "Toby Brock - The Story of Bill Lyrics Only" for a re-mixable version Beat by Troy K. http://troykbeats.bandcamp.com/ This is the story of Bill. Lyrics: Bill was born to a plumber and a cashier Pops was underpaid, with a sway towards beer Irish blood lead to whiskey and poor bets mom worked late to absorb Pop’s lost debt Mom tried to be strong but pop grew bitter more booze more rage less love more liquor Bill heard blows land through the thin walls too small to respond to his moms grim calls Bill tried to view the disputes as ordinary domestics While in the public Mom’s bruises were barely detected As days accumulated and bill started to grow big Pop would get a schwill’d fade and teach him how to swing One day Pops came home in a haze And laid into Mom for buyin Bill a bike on his 12th Birthday Bill felt the rage build and stepped into the clash Pops warned him that he better get outta his path No hesitation Bill turned and threw his first blow To Pop’s amazement it landed - A TKO As he woke on the ground Pop groaned and sighed And for the first time Bill saw pride in his father’s eyes After an awkward rise he left That was the last time he and Bill ever crossed steps Bill figured it was best Pops shook out the nest and promised himself he’d never follow in father’s footsteps Respect came in the next brat beared years As bill brawled with all his peers that dared get near He took bumps and lumps and won more than he lost At 17 met Karen and in her beauty was caught She liked drugs, gouda, thugs, and booze So Bill morphed to suit that groove and their love grew At a party one night Bill started runnin his mouth Got a little too drunk to fight and knocked the fuck out When Karen came to his aid to nurse his wounds In a daze he attested love and promised her the moon Woke up the next morning and there she was For the next four months couldn’t rid the air of that buzz Never thought about it but his homies started talk when they found out he hadn’t yet broken her off So he started trying steady - Karen said she wasn’t ready Got what he wanted one night when she was feelin real sexy With no hat - he hit that - bareback buck wild 2 months later Karen told him she was bearing his child Bout that time Bill got let go from his 9 to five burger flippin wasn’t prime but a man has to survive Needed cash for Karen and to help on Mom’s rent So he hit up homie Set to bet with what he had left Set knew Bills fists from high school squabs and suggested he make scrill off his strong right cross He said “The street fight ring is big dough thinking & If you can hold your own you can bring some money home.” With first time nerves, Bill’s thirst brought him a swerve, then knocked that other mother fucker out. Straight to the curb. Then on - round town people would step out of his way and when he cleared his throat they’d stop to hear what he’d say. His wig got big with the battles won Started thinking about how he should double down for the big one Thinkin more and more about it, head in the clouds, shit, If he could knock Shorty out he could get Karen that house with the picket fence, so he scrounged all his cents and plopped 10 Gs down on himself with that homie Set Set took that bet as money well spent He knew that Bill would never win, but still gots his percent As time drew quicker the fight was arranged Bill could hear them whisper, but his focus stayed the same He showed up ready with the crowd in a frenzy The whole town was empty - in the alley for the event to see Money laid - he heard shouting, it was time to go Suddenly the whole outing went into slow-mo As they circled - Bill felt his heart in his boots A perfect blow to the jaw and Shorty lost a tooth He spit blood from his mug and got real pissed off Bobbin and dodgin Bill avoided the quick onslaught Bill could see Shorty was plum spent and way tired So he went for the - kill guns ablaze with flung fire Right - Left - miss - connect! Stars! Bill awoke on callous pavement - cold and hard Crowd thinning - Shorty was proclaimed champion Bill still swimming - money was exchanged by forty men. No one to walk him home this time - broken and battered Bill went to find Karen in hopes she could capture his pain and make it go away But stopped and spent his last 10 on a fifth along the way Finished it quick and showed up at her house Then started yelling at the door for her to come the fuck out She was concerned at first but when she found out what he’d done Her contempt set in and the insults began to run With distaste she remarked “You are your fathers son.” Bill looked her straight in the face and then gave it a punch.