live at The bees are snakes and they just feed off the fuckin rats [All] If im a bastard then your a bastard Everybodys a bastard Get the gats cause
heard of you, verbally servin you I analyze 'em then I size 'em up, where's the rope? Tie 'em up Gag his mouth, shut him up, Ruthless Bastards don't give
and turn into a savage When I was young I used to see bullets fly past my carriage) and not the average, we still tryin to live lavish Ruthless Bastards
the chrome out, blow your bones out Then again, that's all that I know, I'm guaranteed to blow Cop a phat lab with acres so my weed could grow Infrared, Ruthless
I.G.) When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like mustard Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh
dead, angels spend their last days by me, New Jersey Giant like Dave Tyree, Young George or Jonathan Chat, Your guns clap, Mine will go 'br-r-r-r-att
(feat. Islord, Ruthless Bastards, T.M.F.) [Islord] Aiyo I want all y'all niggaz out there in this rap shit Claimin' y'all rappers Y'all niggaz ain't
You Die You Die If I Decide Then We Ride If It's On You Rock A Bye Bye Thuggstas Straight Up Warned You Will, Obey Mine Oh We Will Ride Yes We Ride
has got me [Blaze] After all that I have ever done And all that you will ever see for life Death beyond the grave How will they remember me I only fear
with the flow Bigg bigg Jus, they start fuming when I set it After the verse I got the fat cat Krylon paint, radioactive Busting out sockets leaving Earth in this bastard
Tell your boys to get your lame crest on Wanna rip together? Y'all can share the same headstone And it's rarely ever that I bury pairs together But I'm ruthless
but hey I gotta stay elusive And that's why I moonlight as a producer, slash rapper Slash ass-kicker, ridiculous rat bastards Face down on the gravel, have gun will
our future means nothing at all Recover to stand for the final call Can't you hear me calling? Can't you see me crawling now? Take my hands Ruthless
every time you rap you yap about the guns and knifes, just take a good look at the Nigga, and you'll capture the fact, that the bastard is simply just
fuckin 20 second verse on their EP [Mecca] Well, deac at least you knew you was getting suped up Why didn't you tell me Tonedeff was such a ruthless
Life, what is life? Time spent in a controlled dimension of injustice and crime! Your will is drained away by a merciless infliction of the ruthless
closed casket Don't know til I blow ratchet, boy, buzz all four, and we can go at it Don't know hoes but the cold bastards And you think with your dick
plastic sack And i'mma gives you 3500 cash for that Gotta keep your mouth closed or i'mma blast the Mack They won't believe you the whole world know that bastard
