Vinnie Paz, Gorilla Twins - Wolves lyrics

Take your colors off you can
Walk through with civilians
(Go) soldiers are gonna come down on ya’
Now take off your colors… Hey, you hear me?
Fuck you
We’re marchin’ down to the next station
Right through these lame fucks territory

I’m about to body somethin’
You probably frontin’ (get ‘em)
Look around nigga, ain’t nobody comin’
Your whole crew ran on you, left your ass
Now you the only nigga here
That’s left to blast
You fucked up now homie
You gon’ get it nigga
Tryin’ to cop a plea? Nah
I ain’t with it nigga
Over there, that was the last stop
And when you crossed
(Steelware Ave) that was the
Last cop you’ll see
For the rest of your stay (Facts)
It ain’t gon’ be long anyway
If you hesitate, ooh, we’ll make you levitate
You a featherweight
Lookin’ like you never ate
My wolves are starvin’
Chewin’ on a leather steak
Uh! And you lookin’ like a three-course-meal
Clap you up then the heat’s tossed up here
It's on your bitch with the
Meat sauce and cheddar
Nigga we do this shit for real

The Wolves is out
You better tuck in your jewels
Cause niggas come around here
And get fuckin’ abused the Wolves is out
You better call it a night
Cause once the sun goes down
It’s Fuck Your Lyfe the Wolves is out
You better act like you ready
Cause we’ll pop your face off and
Chop you up with machetes the Wolves is out
Shit is deadly don’t fuck with the goons
Bloody fangs howlin’ at the moon

I’m about to body somethin’ you
Probably full of shit, fucko
I’m Suge Knight in the truck though
The utmost respect
Expectin’ no question marks
Accept the motherfuck your life
I’mma educate you what death is
Take your last breath bitch, gaspin’ for air
The Mac’s the last thing you hear
When it clap in your ear
Semi-automatic salutes, automatic applause
The hammer falls, funeral songs, caskets for
(y'alls) gun shows
Serial numbers we scratchin’ em off
Big black barrels
My whore’s more ratchet than yours
My hookers have more hollows
To swallow your soul
When they hit the stroll everythin’
In they path implodes
You should've, could've, would've escaped
If I ain’t murder you right now
You could've been videotaped and raped
You should've, could've
Would've been a contender fuck outta here
Chop you up like worm food in the blender

The Wolves is out
You better tuck in your jewels
Cause niggas come around here
And get fuckin’ abused the Wolves is out
You better call it a night
Cause once the sun goes down
It’s Fuck Your Lyfe the Wolves is out
You better act like you ready
Cause we’ll pop your face off and
Chop you up with machetes the Wolves is out
Shit is deadly don’t fuck with the goons
Bloody fangs howlin’ at the moon

Y’all ain’t left me no choice
Other than the murder route
Always with a rat like I
Pulled a fuckin’ turban out
I’m shaky all the time and I’m
Nervous because my nerves is out
Somebody should pass me some pills or
Pour me some Bourbon out
Free yourself of the Djinn
Let all of the curses out
The bullets travel everywhere
Inside of the earth and out
I been burnin’ candles in both ends
I’m burnin’ out word to Mother
I will spray the block and
Bring the hearses out
Y’all ain’t got a fuckin’ army
B – You barely holdin’
All my guns is black and compact
Garry Coleman i died, then I came back
That was a scary moment
Many recalled Lord, but few are rarely chosen
I got a son to feed and
I ain’t tryin’ to waste time
That’s why I keep the four-pound
Tucked inside the waste-line
But I would never take somethin’
If it ain’t mine
Slit your fuckin’ throat in front
Of wifey while you Facetime

The Wolves is out
You better tuck in your jewels
Cause niggas come around here
And get fuckin’ abused the Wolves is out
You better call it a night
Cause once the sun goes down
It’s Fuck Your Lyfe the Wolves is out
You better act like you ready
Cause we’ll pop your face off and
Chop you up with machetes the Wolves is out
Shit is deadly don’t fuck with the goons
Bloody fangs howlin’ at the moon