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This song is by Wu-Tang Clan.

Bastards) (Verse one:)
Check it, these cold days got me in a physical rage
Walking through the dark path in this invisible maze
A big part in my life in this critical state
My individual is criminal but lyrical plays
Apocolypse, twist up the bamboo
Swine life I can't handle
Cock the mack candle, pop the
Your guaranteed to fall before the last bout
I'm a shine like candles in a blackout
Fuckin' wit
Ruthless you assed out
The size of these guns a make you pass out
I'm like hollow tips the way I blast out
Ask me what
I'm involved in,
I'm a say robbin and mobbin
It's all revolving, too much problems, no solving
I'm runnin' this shit nigga joggin
No thanks for livin' on
I'm still starvin (Verse two:)
I'm not new to this,
I'm true to this
Man if I tell you one more time
I've been doin' this, mound you loopbp
What you gonna do to lips?
Ruthless be wettin these clowns up
Yo partner turn that sound up
Reverse the crowd round up
Frontin like he hard dunn he mustve ate some thug cookies
And this one, new on the block just like a rookie
You let him sell a bit so bustin' hims irrelevant
No evidence plus I heard his clique be on that tellin' shit
Just get these presidents, the reallest thing man lust
Once the papers in my hand it's like I got a roush
Ain't gainin trust, cause man I ain't 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
Down in my belly, attatched to my waist is a celly
Guns never lie, chains like slaves go but heavy
For plannin funerals and gettin' niggas buried I wanna lead this life but I can hear it callin me like
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
Can't hang slow the fuck up, I represent
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
Slayin this chick off that keeps sweatin my body so (who can love you like
Been off the
Bacardi to
Moe (Verse four:) me)
Y'all niggas don't wanna try me
Sagoddi, swingin' tux wit wallys
For them presidents by now
Ill leave you dead
Filled up wit hot lead, hollow heads for you thug breds son)
It's the righteous, life is trifeless, challenges and sacrifices (tell em
Ruthless 'cause we flip tracks, pack gats, and give slices
Son a actress, stick him like a cactus, bouce like a matress
A poor heistess, you think your nice now meet the nicest
Teflon fatigues if you try to wack this
You ain't 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
I'm squeazin 'em at the crossroad
I'm leavin' em
They got the guard locked I got knocked so I could be wit them (Verse five:)
Attack wit tactics, that's fantastic that for realah
Throw me cuts to chop the beat wit your five claws
Create tracks that blow the hinges off the doors
That's all I can stands and I can't stands no more
Whirlwind mind spins off
Seagrams gin
Extreme measures got my thoughts on gettin' pleasure
Started all over and don't know where to begin
These cats know that I clap holes through they leather
Statens sick and we can't get no better
Police trap, we get away too clever
Lyrics jotted down on paper causes terror-
Give 'em what we been givin' em, that's the rhythm
Ism, now I'm gone hit em
Staight up, all you crab niggas sleepin' need to wake up
I'm like peroxide 'cause I stay bubblin in the cut I run up in your lab and make your anti freeze
It's like that, from the
Stat where I live at
Nigga please,
I'm thirsty for this cheese
The bees are snakes and they just feed off the fuckin' rats (
If I'm a bastard then you're a bastard
Everybodys a bastard
Get the gats cause shit is drastic (5x)

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