Wu-tang Clan - Bastards lyrics

[ ruthless ba*tards ] 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 co*k the mack candle, pop the jack daniels Im a shine like candles in a blackout Your guaranteed to fall before the last bout f**in wit ruthless you a**ed out The size of these guns a make you pa** 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 sh** n***a 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 sh** 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 n***as 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 f**ed up Cant hang slow the f** up, i represent staten Push my bu*tons you get stuck up I love thick b**hes so ooh keep your a** shakin I be money makin, in nive seven i like em taken f** 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 n***as 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 n***as sleepin need to wake up Im like peroxide cause i stay bubblin in the cut n***a 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 f**in rats [ all ] If im a ba*tard then your a ba*tard Everybodys a ba*tard Get the gats cause sh** is drastic ( 5x )