The Blaquesmiths - Bastards lyrics

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The Blaquesmiths - Bastards lyrics

[Verse 1: Iron Mic] Check it, these cold days, got me in a physical rage Walking through the dark path of this invisible maze My individual is criminal, but lyrically plays A big part in my life in this critical stage Apocalypse, twist up the bamboo This wild life I can't handle co*k the MAC handle, pop the Jack Daniel I'm a shine like candles in a blackout You guaranteed to fall before the last bout f**in' with Ruthless, you a**ed out The size of these guns'll make you pa** out I'm like hollow tips, the way I blast out It's all revolving, too much problems, no solving Ask me what I'm involved in, I'mma say robbin' and mobbin' I run this sh**, n***a, joggin' No thanks for livin' on Thanksgiving, I'm still starvin' [Verse 2: Apocalipps] Yo, I'm not new to this, I'm true to this What you gonna do to lips? Man if I tell you one more time I've been doin' this Mount up, Ruthless be wettin' these clowns up Yo partner turn that sound up, reverse the crowd round up And this one, he's new on the block just like a rookie Frontin' like he hard, dun, he musta ate some thug cookies No evidence, plus I heard his clique be on that tellin' sh** You let him sell again, so bustin' him's irrelevant Just get these presidents, the realest thing man lust Once the papers in my hand it's like I got a royal flush Ain't gainin' trust, cause man I ain't tryin' 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 near my belly, attached to my waist is a celly For plannin' funerals and gettin' n***as buried I wanna leave this life but I can hear it callin' me like R. Kelly [Verse 3: Truck] Shoeless shine like sunny days My style on the loose like runaways It's crazed in the battle, get you open like a bag of purple haze Inhale, get f**ed up Can't hang, slow the f** up, I represent Staten Push my bu*tons, you get stuck up I love thick b**hes, so boo keep your a** shakin' I be money makin', in nive-seven I like 'em taken f** fakin', wild'n, and breakin' In the club gettin' my groove on The gat in my Timbs just in case you wanna move on Been off the Bacardi to Moe Slayin' this chick off that Keith Sweat (who can love you like me?) [Verse 4: Sha Gotti] Shaigotti, swingin' tux wit Wallys Y'all n***as don't wanna try me For them presidents, partner, I'll leave you dead Filled up with hot lead, hollow heads for your thoroughbreds It's the righteous, lifeless, trifeless Challengers are sacrifices (tell 'em Son) Ruthless cause we flip tracks, pack gats, and give slices And pull heists', you think your nice, now meet the nicest Son a actress, stick him like a cactus, bounce like a mattress Teflon fatigues if you try to wack this You ain't know it was cold on these streets? Only time its warm, dun, when I got the heat Grab my knicks and five-eights, I need a gimmick to compete Triggers, I'm squeazin' 'em; at the crossroad, I'm leavin' 'em They got the god locked, I got knocked, so I could be with 'em [Verse 5: Blizzard] Attack with tactics, that's fantastic, that for realah Throw me cuts to chop the beat with 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 Seagram's gin Started all over and don't know where to begin Extreme measures, got my thoughts on gettin' treasure These cats know that I clap holes through they leather Staten's sick, and we can't get no better Police trap, we get away, too clever Lyrics jotted down on paper causes terror- Ism, now I'm gon' hit 'em Give 'em what we been givin' 'em, that's the rhythm Straight up, all you crab n***as sleepin', need to wake up I'm like peroxide, cause I stay bubblin' in the cut n***a please, I'm thirsty for this cheese I run up in your lab and make your auntie freeze It's like that, from the Stat where I live at The bees are snakes, and they just feed off the f**in' rats [Outro: Ruthless ba*tards] If I'm a ba*tard, then you're a ba*tard Everybody's a ba*tard Get the gats, cause sh** is drastic ( 5x )