Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Clan - Bastards songtekst

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 [Ruthless Bastards]

[Verse one:]

Check it, these cold days got me in a physical rage

Walking through the dark path in this invisible maze

My individual is criminal but lyrical plays

A big part in my life in this critical state

Apocolypse, twist up the bamboo

Swine life I cant handle

Cock the mack candle, pop the Jack Daniels

Im a shine like candles in a blackout

Your guaranteed to fall before the last bout

Fuckin wit Ruthless you assed out

The size of these guns a make you pass out

Im like hollow tips the way I blast out

Its all revolving, too much problems, no solving

Ask me what Im involved in, Im a say robbin and mobbin

Im runnin this shit nigga joggin 

No thanks for livin on Thanksgiving Im still starvin

 

[Verse two:]

Yo, Im not new to this, Im true to this

What you gonna do to lips?

Man if I tell you one more time Ive been doin this, mound u loopbp

Ruthless be wettin these clowns up

Yo partner turn that sound up 

Reverse the crowd round up

And this one, new on the block just like a rookie

Frontin like he hard dunn he mustve ate some thug cookies  

No evidence plus I heard his clique be on that tellin shit

You let him sell a bit so bustin hims irrelevant

Just get these presidents, the reallest thing man lust

Once the papers in my hand its like I got a roush

Aint gainin trust, cause man I aint tryina get bust

Run for cover, pull a trigger, watch em all turn to dust

A ribbon in the sky, I watched his mom dukes cry

Too bad her son had to die for startin up the two four five

Guns never lie, chains like slaves go but heavy

Down in my belly, attatched to my waist is a celly

For plannin funerals and gettin niggas buried

I wanna lead this life but I can hear it callin me like R. Kelly

 

[Verse three:]

Shoeless shine like sunny days

My style on the loose like runaways

Its crazed in the battle get you open like a bag of purple haze

When hell get fucked up

Cant hang slow the fuck up, I represent Staten

Push my buttons you get stuck up

I love thick bitches so ooh keep your ass shakin

I be money makin, In nive seven I like em taken

Fuck fakin wilden and breaken, in the club gettin my groove on

The gat in my Tims just incase you wanna move on 

Been off the Bacardi to Moe

Slayin this chick off that keeps sweatin my body so (who can love you like

me)



[Verse four:]

Sagoddi, swingin tux wit wallys 

Yall niggas dont wanna try me

For them presidents by now Ill leave you dead

Filled up wit hot lead, hollow heads for you thug breds

Its the righteous, life is trifeless, challenges and sacrifices (tell em

son)

Ruthless cause we flip tracks, pack gats, and give slices

A poor heistess, you think your nice now meet the nicest

Son a actress, stick him like a cactus, bouce like a matress

Teflon fatigues if you try to wack this

You aint know it was cold on these streets

Only time its warm dunn when I got the heat

Drag my knicks and five eights, I need a gimick to compete

Triggas, Im squeazin em at the crossroad Im leavin em

They got the guard locked I got knocked so I could be wit them



[Verse five:]

Attack wit tactics, thats fantastic that for realah

Throw me cuts to chop the beat wit your five claws

Create tracks that blow the hinges off the doors

Thats all I can stands and I cant stands no more

Whirlwind mind spins off Seagrams gin

Started all over and dont know where to begin

Extreme measures got my thoughts on gettin pleasure

These cats know that I clap holes through they leather

Statens sick and we cant get no better

Police trap, we get away too clever

Lyrics jotted down on paper causes terror-

Ism, now im gone hit em

Give em what we been givin em, thats the rythem

Staight up, all you crab niggas sleepin need to wake up

Im like peroxide cause I stay bubblin in the cut

Nigga please, Im thirsty for this cheese

I run up in your lab and make your anti freeze

Its like that, from the Stat where I live at

The bees are snakes and they just feed off the fuckin rats



[ All ]

If im a bastard then your a bastard

Everybodys a bastard 

Get the gats cause shit is drastic 



[ 5x ]

                      
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