Shante (music by Hardinge and Strohm Words by Strohm)
Vs1
So where’s your hip hop Billy the Kid?
Is he too wild alone, with that big iron on his hip?
Did he get slower or is he still fast enough
To blow holes through a promise and leave love twitching in the dust
Chorus
Shante I’m waiting
Waiting on you
But you don’t even see
This truth that you’re hating, is lying to you
You don’t have to lie to me…
Vs2
Don’t get violent with the dishes
Don’t you slam them around in the sink
Your kids are nervous, they don’t ask questions
They’re afraid to feel and they don’t know what to think
Repeat Chorus
Vs3
Billy’s got a scanner in his Camaro
It just chatters stuff he already knows
The horizon will tear him to pieces
He might stop, but I bet he goes
Repeat Chorus