Bastard
Ruthless Bastards Lyrics


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[Ruthless Bastards]
[Verse one:]
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

[Verse two:]
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

[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
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
Me)

[Verse four:]
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

[Verse five:]
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

[All]
If im a bastard then your a bastard
Everybodys a bastard




Get the gats cause shit is drastic
[x5]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song 'Bastard' by Ruthless Bastards are a depiction of the complexities of living in harsh realities. The first verse talks about the struggles of living in an invisible maze, the physical anger that arises, and the lyrical play that has a huge role in the artist's life. In the second verse, the artist talks about how true he is to this life, and how his intentions are clear - he wants to get rich by any means necessary. The artist also brings up the theme of betrayal, how people will try to sell you out for a quick buck, but ultimately it's about getting the money and the power. The third and fourth verses talk about different aspects of this ruthless lifestyle, from the love of money and women to the constant threat of danger and violence. The final verse is a call to wake up and see what's really going on in the world, to not be a "crab" or a follower, but to be aware and ready to take action.


The lyrics of the song "Bastard" by Ruthless Bastards is a commentary on living a life that is without scruples, and how damaging it can be to those living it. The lyrics speak of a world where violence, brutality, and betrayal reign supreme. It talks about the anger and struggle that someone living that life may encounter; it also speaks about the reality of what it takes to get ahead which is money, power and notoriety. The song also presents how the artist's knowledge of this lifestyle has given them street knowledge beyond that of the average person. The artist's presentation of the song is raw, unapologetic, and illuminating, portraying a dark and dangerous story of life on the streets.


Line by Line Meaning

Check it, these cold days got me in a physical rage
The cold weather is making me feel enraged and angry.


Walking through the dark path in this invisible maze
Navigating through difficult and confusing situations.


My individual is criminal but lyrical plays
My unique personality may seem rebellious, but my words carry meaning and depth.


A big part in my life in this critical state
Music plays a significant role in my life, especially during difficult times.


Apocalypse, twist up the bamboo
Referring to smoking weed as a way to cope with the impending chaos.


Swine life I cant handle
I can't deal with the corrupt and immoral lifestyle.


Cock the mack candle, pop the Jack Daniels
Preparing a gun and drinking alcohol to confront problems.


Im a shine like candles in a blackout
I will stand out and succeed even in the most challenging situations.


Your guaranteed to fall before the last bout
If you mess with me, you will surely lose in the end.


Fuckin wit Ruthless you assed out
If you mess with Ruthless Bastards, you will face dire consequences.


The size of these guns a make you pass out
The sheer power and magnitude of my guns will incapacitate you.


Im like hollow tips the way I blast out
I shoot like hollow tip bullets, inflicting serious damage.


Its all revolving, too much problems, no solving
My life revolves around ongoing problems that seem unsolvable.


Ask me what Im involved in, Im a say robbin and mobbin
If you ask me what I'm doing, I'll tell you I'm involved in criminal activities like robbery and organized crime.


Im runnin this shit nigga joggin
I am in control and dominating, while others are struggling to keep up.


No thanks for livin on Thanksgiving Im still starvin
I am still hungry for more in life, not satisfied with what I have.


Yo, Im not new to this, Im true to this
I am experienced and dedicated to what I do.


What you gonna do to lips?
What actions are you going to take?


Man if I tell you one more time Ive been doin this, mound u loopbp
I've been doing this for a long time, so don't question my skills.


Ruthless be wettin these clowns up
Ruthless Bastards always come out on top, defeating their opponents.


Yo partner turn that sound up
Increase the volume of the music, get the party started.


Reverse the crowd round up
Make the crowd go wild and energetic.


And this one, new on the block just like a rookie
Referring to a newcomer who is inexperienced and not yet established.


Frontin like he hard dunn he mustve ate some thug cookies
Pretending to be tough, but actually lacking real street credibility.


No evidence plus I heard his clique be on that tellin shit
There is no proof, but rumors suggest that his group is involved in snitching.


Just get these presidents, the reallest thing man lust
Focus on acquiring money, as it is the ultimate desire.


Once the papers in my hand its like I got a roush
When I have money in my hands, I feel a surge of power.


Aint gainin trust, cause man I aint tryina get bust
I'm not trying to risk getting caught or betrayed, so I don't trust easily.


Run for cover, pull a trigger, watch em all turn to dust
When chaos ensues, I will protect myself and witness others suffering.


A ribbon in the sky, I watched his mom dukes cry
An allusion to Stevie Wonder's song 'Ribbon in the Sky,' implying sadness and loss.


Too bad her son had to die for startin up the two four five
It's unfortunate that her son died because he got involved in illegal activities.


Guns never lie, chains like slaves go but heavy
Guns always reveal the truth, and the burden of carrying them is like the weight of slavery.


Down in my belly, attatched to my waist is a celly
I carry a cellphone connected to my waist, suggesting constant communication and involvement in illegal activities.


For plannin funerals and gettin niggas buried
I am involved in plotting and executing the deaths of my enemies.


I wanna lead this life but I can hear it callin me like R. Kelly
I desire to live a certain lifestyle, but it constantly tempts me and draws me in.


Shoeless shine like sunny days
I shine and stand out even without all the material possessions.


My style on the loose like runaways
My personal style is wild and unpredictable.


Its crazed in the battle get you open like a bag of purple haze
The intensity of the battle will leave you vulnerable and disoriented.


When hell get fucked up
During chaotic and challenging times.


Cant hang slow the fuck up, I represent Staten
If you cannot keep up, then step aside. I proudly represent Staten Island.


Push my buttons you get stuck up
If you provoke me or annoy me, you will face the consequences.


I love thick bitches so ooh keep your ass shakin
I am attracted to curvy women, so keep moving and dancing provocatively.


I be money makin, In nive seven I like em taken
I am focused on making money and prefer women who are already involved with someone else.


Fuck fakin wilden and breaken, in the club gettin my groove on
I don't engage in pretense or falsehoods, I enjoy myself and dance in the club.


The gat in my Tims just incase you wanna move on
I carry a gun concealed in my Timberland boots, ready to defend myself if necessary.


Been off the Bacardi to Moe
I have been drinking Bacardi and Moe, alcoholic beverages.


Slayin this chick off that keeps sweatin my body so (who can love you like Me)
Engaging in sexual activities with a woman who is attracted to me and obsessed with my body.


Sagoddi, swingin tux wit wallys
Referring to the style of clothing I wear, a tuxedo with Wallabee shoes.


Yall niggas dont wanna try me
You don't want to test or challenge me.


For them presidents by now Ill leave you dead
I am willing to kill for money and power.


Filled up wit hot lead, hollow heads for you thug breds
I will shoot you with bullets filled with hot lead, targeting gang members and thugs.


Its the righteous, life is trifeless, challenges and sacrifices (tell em Son)
This is the righteous path, where life is full of hardships, but we must face them and make sacrifices.


Ruthless cause we flip tracks, pack gats, and give slices
The Ruthless Bastards are successful because we make great music, carry guns, and deliver fierce attacks.


A poor heistess, you think your nice now meet the nicest
You may think you're skilled, but once you face me, you'll realize you have met your match.


Son a actress, stick him like a cactus, bouce like a matress
You fake and act tough, but I will harm you like a prickly cactus and make you bounce like a mattress.


Teflon fatigues if you try to wack this
I am wearing bulletproof clothing, so if you try to attack or harm me, you will fail.


You aint know it was cold on these streets
You don't understand the harshness and cruelty of the streets.


Only time its warm dunn when I got the heat
The only warmth I feel is when I have a gun and the power to control situations.


Drag my knicks and five eights, I need a gimick to compete
Wearing New York Knicks jerseys and carrying 5/8ths of illegal substances, I feel the need to rely on a gimmick to succeed.


Triggas, Im squeazin em at the crossroad Im leavin em
I am pulling the trigger and shooting my enemies at the crossroad, leaving them dead or injured.


They got the guard locked I got knocked so I could be wit them
The authorities captured and imprisoned me, so I could join my fellow gang members in jail.


Attack wit tactics, thats fantastic that for realah
I approach situations with strategic tactics, which is impressive and realistically effective.


Throw me cuts to chop the beat wit your five claws
Give me the opportunity to showcase my skills and add my unique touch to the beat.


Create tracks that blow the hinges off the doors
Producing music that is so powerful and impressive, it metaphorically blows away the barriers.


Thats all I can stands and I cant stands no more
I have reached my breaking point and can't tolerate any more.


Whirlwind mind spins off Seagrams gin
My mind is constantly racing and overwhelmed, similar to the effect of drinking Seagrams gin.


Started all over and dont know where to begin
I have to restart and face new challenges, unsure of how to proceed.


Extreme measures got my thoughts on gettin pleasure
I am willing to go to extreme lengths and take risks to find satisfaction and pleasure.


These cats know that I clap holes through they leather
My reputation is known, as I shoot bullets through an opponent's clothing.


Statens sick and we cant get no better
The state of Staten Island is troubled and deteriorating, with no signs of improvement.


Police trap, we get away too clever
The police try to catch us, but we always manage to escape due to our cleverness and intelligence.


Lyrics jotted down on paper causes terror-
The words I write down on paper evoke fear and terror.


Ism, now im gone hit em
I am going to confront and attack my enemies directly.


Give em what we been givin em, thats the rythem
Deliver exactly what we have always provided - the rhythm, style, and intensity.


Staight up, all you crab niggas sleepin need to wake up
All the lazy and unproductive individuals need to become aware and start taking action.


Im like peroxide cause I stay bubblin in the cut
I am constantly active and full of energy, similar to peroxide bubbling when applied to a wound.


Nigga please, Im thirsty for this cheese
Don't underestimate me, I am eager and determined to obtain money and success.


I run up in your lab and make your anti freeze
I will invade your territory and freeze your actions or intentions.


Its like that, from the Stat where I live at
That's how it is, representing Staten Island where I reside.


The bees are snakes and they just feed off the fuckin rats
The people around me are deceptive and exploit the weak for their own benefit.


If im a bastard then your a bastard
If I am considered a bad person, then you are too.


Everybodys a bastard
In this harsh environment, everyone is cruel and ruthless.


Get the gats cause shit is drastic
Prepare and carry guns because the situation is severe and dangerous.




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AntCare

As someone who listens to techical death metal, i love this shit!

The Admin Group

This whole album is the shit. Been jammin this for 15 years or so, ever since it came out. Wu Tang for life.

YAAAKUZZZA psn

Same bro - thats a all time masterpiece

Snow

"Is the Shit" Damn you really don't hear that kind of Hood Lingo anymore

cozwizza

"I'm like peroxide 'cause I stay bubbling in the cut"... I mean come on! Who the fuck writes lyrics like this, this is pure genius!

joe marr

BarZzz nigga

Steven Nadeau

@Aleck Wilson it is too it's a double entendre

Mighty Healthy

Yes, that bar is 🔥🔥🔥

Aleck Wilson

@Loy I never realised that was what the lyric was! Thought it was anti-freeze, been listening to this for years as well

Loy

and .,.... I run up in crib and make Ur Aunty-freeze

classic

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