Willie the Kid
Willie the Kid & Roc Marciano
Willie the Kid & S-Class Sonny
Willie the Kid &
Willie the Kid
Willie the Kid
Willie the Kid & La The Darkman
Willie the Kid & Young Dirty Bastard & Sun God
Willie the Kid & Boldy James
Willie the Kid & Bronze Nazareth
Willie the Kid & Sean Price & Sha Stimuli
Willie the Kid & Bronze Nazareth
Willie the Kid & Tekh Togo
[Verse 1: Willie the Kid]
Not to be confused with no one
Very similar to few, specialized in the blood spewin'
Fresh from the cesspool, I'm crazy gluing
Secluded, deprived myself from certain fluids
My influence, sick like the influenza
I'm fluent, fucking bitches on credenzas
Credentials, so essential man how niggas blew it
I'm aerosoling all of y'all, environment polluting
Saluted generals, you rap niggas mop your deck
I'm for the five minerals, I'm tryna cop a set
Private jets, no percocets, I'm jet setting
The vinyl, so many plays on a test pressing
Then it's all over
Fade away like a crew who came together for the sake of making money
Once the money was made, blades nigga, fucking blades
Well he's sticking to the paper, papier-mâché
Play charades, the kid, no high top fade
House party, I fucked Sherane, Sydney too
I clean out what I embody like the kidneys do
Deliver, deliver freedom, what the benjies do
Marble floors, every floor, looking from the foyer
The law bathrobe, I could've been a lawyer
But instead I'ma tread upon the bigger tread
Stitch after stitch, thoroughly my thread
[Chorus: Willie The Kid]
Hunt the prey, make the kill
Drag him back to the cave, my nigga's feast on the weak
Blades, blades nigga, fucking blades
Blades, blades nigga, fucking blades
Hunt the prey, make the kill
Drag him back to the cave, my nigga's feast on the weak
Blades, blades nigga, fucking blades
Blades, blades nigga, fucking blades
[Verse 2: L.A.D.]
I'm cold as Michigan winter, off centered
Acknowledge, 36 Chambers before you Enter
Blades intense as a columbine trench
Embassy enterprise, numeric excellence
El Padrino, embassy Gambino
Author and director, La Tarantino
Blew on surprise, Boston marathon
Through the airport, guns in my carry-on
Snakes in the grass, everyday I'm on my lawn
Make a body disappear, like I hold a magic wand
Then I'm gone in my Aston Martin, weed sparkin'
Homicide chalking, great white sharking
Gunning and hunting money, killer bees love honey
Might crack a smile but ain't a damn thing funny
Blades, blades nigga, fucking blades
Blades, blades nigga, fucking blades
[Chorus: Willie The Kid]
Hunt the prey, make the kill
Drag him back to the cave, my nigga's feast on the weak
Blades, blades nigga, fucking blades
Blades, blades nigga, fucking blades
Hunt the prey, make the kill
Drag him back to the cave, my nigga's feast on the weak
Blades, blades nigga, fucking blades
Blades, blades nigga, fucking blades
Fucking Blades was written by Willie the Kid & La The Darkman.
Fucking Blades was produced by Bronze Nazareth.
Willie the Kid released Fucking Blades on Tue Feb 11 2014.