William Giovanni - Bullet Club Bruce lyrics

[Hook] If you wanna be Bruce for real Introduce you to the Bullet Club (ay, ay) If you wanna be Bruce for real Introduce you to the Bullet Club (ay, ay) If you wanna be Bruce for real Introduce you to the Bullet Club (ay, ay) If you wanna be Bruce That could be you [Verse 1] Cleve got a corner doing numbers every week (Every week, my n***a) that's ill Teewhy got another corner on fleek (Fleek fleek, my n***a) that's real Shoes pumping out a couple of 'em as we speak (As we speak, my n***a) so trill And one more corner that's the one you can't keep (That's me, my n***a) that's Will's I got a main bih named Ashley (sup Ashley) Know she gonna f** me up when she heard I call her bih (b**h) I got a real fresh gold P fitted on 'fro That's a target that I know you can't miss (b**h) I wear it like a crown so I know you getting pissed (b**h) You just gon' have to adjust with time But bruh, that's an echelon I know you can't get (nope) I need my li'l Brucie to simmer down (simmer down dog) I hope you had plans for a white wedding (why) Cause Billy Ice oh so Decembered out Just gimme a check and with all due respect I'll go ghostwrite both your wedding vows (uh) I heard your li'l joint and got quite aroused (y'all) But then it was just like the internet (why) Cause I was just so f**ing over it By the time I finished moving my bowels (oh) I should probably write for real (Probably, but) but nah I do less with more I said Shawn's name and he rapped better than he has ever before (And them's facts) And I'm so proud of you It's sorta like Hailie rapping at Marshall (da da?) But I'm still poppa duke Remember that, Ash boo incomparable (Let's go, n***a) [Verse 2] If you really really wanna be Master Bruce (we can go, dawg) You bring fam, I'll re-enact the moves (bring it hard, dawg) Only thing dope about Bruce was his chips So the Batman just another Jaden Smith This is Super Cena versus Kevin Steen But there ain't no Vinces or Shane McMahons I am Brian Pillman with the f**ing pistol But my style is strong, got it New Japan I love your songs, I'm a superfan I bump 'em all through the suburbs But turn 'em down when I hit the 'jects The OGs will call me white slurs Like "what the f** is you listening to?" It's not you, it's just not 2002 You were obviously engaged and all Your style feels oh so dated, dog So you go put rocks on your broads and (hey) I'll put rocks atop your coffin (hey) Then put rocks on all my faces (hey) I send shots know you can't Matrix (hey) Treat my crown like pressure and Stress, my n***a, know you can't take it (nope) I talk sh** extremely Heyman Scalp and brain both can be vacant [Drop: Jensen Karp] (Thank you very much, William...) [Hook] If you wanna be Bruce for real Introduce you to the Bullet Club (ay, ay) If you wanna be Bruce for real Introduce you to the Bullet Club (ay, ay) If you wanna be Bruce for real Introduce you to the Bullet Club (ay, ay) If you wanna be Bruce That could be you That could be you You and your crew You and your boo That could be you You and your fam All of them too