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Ruthless Bastards

Murder We Wrote

  rap  hip-hop  wu-tang  wu fam  punk
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[Apocalips (Sha Gotti)]Frontin..(Yo when you frontin son? I`ma murder one of y`all dudesHot shot one, now that nigga`s maggot foodForty-fifth`ll make a nigga change his attitudeRapid fire, tryin to hit him off this latitude)My crew be livin like Kings but we ain`t LatinYou don`t know the half like the mothafuckin fractionTough actin like Tinactin, breakin backs inFatigue gear, blood on my boots, no more fashionTrust me son, Ruthless you don`t wanna battle(cuz you`ll be up shits creek without a fuckin paddle)The heat is guarentee to seat you like a saddle(Me and the God, we bringin beef like cattle)Avoidin snakes that rattle (Rat tails that tattle)Paranoid, gettin ice grilled by the double barrel(Know what they say about these scared cats, tell everyonebut I got guns to make `em really run, you hear me son?)Now here`s the plan, clear the block it`s like thatbecause they said they got gats, you think I fear that?I hear that, procrastinate or retaliate, you`ll never winThe crews` in Timbs, I knock you all down like roller blades(Eh yo my gat is contagious, watch out you might catch itCome in my town, think twice cuz shit is hecticBlunts leavin you cuttin, you ain`t sayin nothinSlit you from your fuckin forehead to your belly button)Who you be? (Sha Gotti, always bustin a shotti and fuckin your hottieHigh as Hell, beam up like Scotty, rock my hair knottyEighty cops can`t stop me so anybody try me)No doubt, put your best man up, I kick his ass tooand bash you, and get my fuckin nut off like cashewI don`t get down with these clowns cuz they don`t know meJust hold me down and watch me bust `em down just like a stoggyWhat? Guns I tote, amateurs take note, then you can quote/unquoteIt`s Murder We Wrote (We murdered this son)Chorus: all (Sha Gotti)Murder We Wrote (Murder, murder)Murder We Wrote (It`s murder on tape, boby bags, mental tagsMurder We Wrote (Niggaz don`t know the half while we ready to blast)Murder We Wrote[Infrared (Blizzard)]Even the realest niggaz cry, fake ass niggaz lie(cuz the Stakes is High like De La, that`s prob`ly why)We all locked down in the streets, grab the heat and sad to release(I`m sick of the beast, tired of these mothafuckas harassinDisturbin the blunt passin) I see life flashin and techs cashinLaced in fatique fashion (My team askin, what time kids be blastin?)Smashin anythin in sight for the right price, quick to pull a heistGot your fuckin guns off the Christ (So think twiceWhile me and my man, we kick the logic, I`m from the psychotic projectLay me game down so we can get the prophet) Stop itYou don`t want, it`s Inf` the first blunted (Blizzard)The fifth (I puff lye to overcome it and turn into a savageWhen I was young I used to see bullets fly past my carriage)and not the average, we still tryin to live lavishRuthless Bastards, a deep mob bringin havocwith mad wisdom, take over like communismA military that`s ready to break down the prisonto set all my people free, so we could live equally(Frontin hard like statues but ain`t no libertyYou got the beast to seem to question me, B-L-I-double Z-A-R-DMy style`s fat, and all jealous ones envyI keep my eye on that pig, gimme, I got to take, gimmeSo I could measure and get these mothafuckas pleasureThey all sick and we ain`t gettin no betterI`m gettin tired of seein my people`s funeralsSo I figure blowin trees in my ritual)Hold up, this shit ain`t over until I represent my soldiersWe form like Voltron and connect at the shouldersGuns we tote, weed we smoke, Murder We WroteTake your trip across the boat and washed up like soapand matter of fact dunn, yo Truck load up the Mac-onePut me up on the top cuz I`m a put one in `em cats dunn*gun shots*Chorus 2XOutro: Sha GottiBring it! My whole crews` blastinYou want somethin baby?Fuck one time niggaIt`s always over

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