paroles de chanson Bastard - Ruthless Bastards
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
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
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
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
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
If
im
a
bastard
then
your
a
bastard
Everybodys
a
bastard
Get
the
gats
cause
shit
is
drastic
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