Murdergram lyrics - DMX

[Jay-Z:]

Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, can't be serious

What you think is gonna happen

with three of the illest niggas together

Street music and so fourth on one track,huh?

Can't be serious, it's murda nigga, huh, it's Murda

Motha fuckers wanna kill me but don't got the heart

To look me in the eyes with the nine and spark

Cause whether your for or against this

When I spit with murderous intentions, everybody goes everybody knows

The weapons I possess they not for show

And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the door

See once I flash mother fuckers better do the one shot dash

Or be one shot ass

J to the A-Y to the drive by to your hood screamin bye-bye to you

Why would you fuck with me

Knowing I put you six feet deep and them niggas could die wit'cha

Cock the hot pistol and pop the hot Cristal

And promise you only one thing, to not miss you

Jahova know the god that served ya

Cause dead or alive when I arrive it's Murda

[Ja:]

Shit I hope ya'll niggas know to lay low now

Cause thou shall perish if you don't bow down

Cause I hit em on sight, its dark dim the lights

You shot twice god bless to this the night

That alot of niggas fear the coming of their life

And you dead right be in hell looking for ice

Fuckin with Ja you bitch niggas talking shit

All on my dick you broke niggas making me rich

You gonna blaze me cause you high ripped off the henne rock

Flow semi-hot handling me your not

Check my forte not even on a bad day you beat this

Rather beat your dick or your bitch

My flow be the sick shit, pray again

Niggas dying cause they know I spit like iron, nothing but bark flyin

Flows and mics, hell and night, go together like heaven and light

Niggas ain't seein my plight, It's alright

I let the world know I shine like ice

I bet it all I can throw a hard four in the dice

Cause I'm a gambling man, you should gamble with a gat in your hand

Spin in barrel and put it to your head

Cause we don't dance no more all we do is cock and spit

Dedicated to giving you nothing but thug shit

Think we playing, you undoubtable fall further

Fuckin with I N C is Murda

[DMX:]

I'm a crudy nigga, goin raw-dogin dirty bitches

And if I give birth I'm giving that shit to thirty bitches

You say you know a nigga like me, guess again Poppy

I might smile up in your face but I ain't your friend Poppy

Jump out the fifteen hundred like runnin, niggas don't want it

Get it, Done it, when I'm blunted

However it went down, I made it happen, made it scrapin

I made it fussin, bustin, I made it cappin

And lettin off wasn't nothing new to a nigga

Something to do to a nigga, Cause you is a fool nigga

I know your type, you hype, all up off that fake shit

You can't understand why a man would have to take shit

Or steal shit, but this is that real, niggas kill shit, peel shit

I hit you in your head you won't feel shit!!!

URRUURRRR.....

Let the dogs lose on a niggas ass

Find out if the niggas faster then the trigger's blast

A fucking snake in the truest form

Knowin damn well that what I do is wrong, plus what I do is strong

Niggas is makin movies so i gots to stop production

I need a block to function and maybe I'll stop destructin

The blocks is not for frontin, So let me get that shorty

Cause you don't need that shorty

you don't know what to do with that shorty

You might as well hit this 40, before you hit the floor

Another 24, What you want, Money, More!?!

Them niggas did it raw, with no condom

You find em, sayin sorry he for what he said before I blind them

Get the flame out the four fifth, and there aint gonna be no more riff

Dog you want a floss tiff, but would of made it to the door if

Bullets travled alot slower, and you ran alot faster

But they don't and you can't so don't think about after

Cause tomorrow ain't comin, so stop runnin

cause you gonna die like a sucker

Murder Motherfucker!!!

Uh!, where my mother fucking dogs at, Uh, Uh

My nigga Jigga, My dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Rough Riders, Def Jam

Where my dogs at, Top Fight Uh, Where my dogs at

Hold me down baby, Hold me down baby, Hold me down baby

Boomer One Love Nigga, URRUURRRR, Murda Motherfucker..

No Sunshine lyrics - DMX

(from "Exit Wounds" soundtrack)

It's dark, and hell is hot

Ain't no sunshine when it's on

Only darkness every day

Ain't no sunshine when it's on, cause when it's on

Ya niggas know to be gone, everytime, cause we don't play

"Who turned out the lights?" is what niggas be sayin

Now you don't wanna fight, but y'all niggas be playin

Thinkin it's alright, keep playin with that role

And you gonna know the night, when you layin in that hole

Dirt gettin tossed in yo' grave, now it's all over

Preacher said "You was brave," but now it's all over

You just one of the many, plenty, I done gave it to

[*boom*] Ain't no savin you

No matter how many tears your moms' cried

Ain't gon bring yo' ass back, plus in hell you gon' fry

Why? But now the only two relative questions

Is "Do we bury him or burn? Any suggestions?"

Either way, you up out of here for good

Now when niggas mention your name they knockin on wood

Did I, get my, point across?

Another body on the shottie another joint I toss

Ain't no sunshine when it's on

Only darkness every day

Ain't no sunshine when it's on, cause when it's on

Ya niggas know to be gone, everytime, cause we don't play

Everytime, cause we don't play...

Everytime, cause we don't play...

It ain't no sunshine when the Dark Man comes out

And I want mine, so I plan to keep my gun out

We got four 9's, so niggas run in and run out

But I bust mine, cause I'd like to hear some shouts

Get at me dog, niggas know how its goin dizzy

When it comes to that flow, I gets busy

Who is he? Dark Man, of the unknown

(GRRR, ARF!) One dog, one bone

Now who ain't goin home? Looks like you

You hear strike one, talkin shit, strike two

Won't be a strike three, cause I don't play fair

I'mma look you in your eye while he hit you from the rear

Be like - yeah, holdin you up cause you fallin (WHAT?)

The Lord ain't comin, 'til niggas stop callin

You was ballin, a minute ago, in it for dough

'Til it was, "Yo, I swear to God, I didn't know"

Ain't no sunshine when it's on

Only darkness every day

Ain't no sunshine when it's on, cause when it's on

Ya niggas know to be gone, everytime, cause we don't play

Everytime, cause we don't play...

Everytime, cause we don't play...

And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

Whatchu think you gon' get, fuck around with my dough

Just so it ain't no mistakes, this is my show

One (one) two (two) three, here I go!

Your shit is quick, and your shit is slick, but this shit is thick

Ain't you hear this shit? Damn right, I can finish shit

If you caught that verse without a rewind you can see mine

But you be blind, I'll do it 360 and come up from behind

Tap you on your shoulder, have you turnin around

Hit you with somethin that'll have you burnin the ground

Be like, "Damn, ain't nuttin left of money, but a pile of ash"

Life is good, so please enjoy it while it lasts

Cause you know ain't got much longer to go

The quicker you go depends on the stronger the flow

And niggas know, I don't give a FUCK, right or wrong

There ain't no sunshine when it's on

Ain't no sunshine when it's on

Only darkness every day

Ain't no sunshine when it's on, cause when it's on

Ya niggas know to be gone, everytime, cause we don't play

Everytime, cause we don't play...

Everytime, cause we don't play...

Nowhere To Run lyrics - DMX

[ODB]

It's that shit, you know what I'm sayin'?

I'm a give a shout out to my niggas

I ain't givin' a shout out to no Park, nobody, fuck that

Big Baby Jesus in the mother fucking house

Know what I'm sayin'?

[DMX]

Unh, come on

I don't walk, I stalk, livin' foul like pork

Shuttin' down underground streets of New York

Hawk is what them niggas call me, 'cause they all be

Suckin' my dick and on my mother fucking balls, G

I know the half, so I laugh wit' 'em

Blood bath went I let the fuckin' rap hit 'em

Full clip, but only half did 'em

That's all it took, another crook

Taken out over a dirty look

I bag game with niggas I leave shot dead

You're only taken a piss from me with hot led

You know my style nigga, 'cause I'm always schemin'

In jail, niggas holdin' a sink screamin'

Police, but you got no peace

Yo, was that you big man, and alot mo' grease

All I gets is pounds, you ain't want none of this

Back streets are like track meets 'cause I be runnin' this

[Chorus: Ozzy Osbourne]

Ain't nowhere to run ('cause I be runnin' this)

Ain't nowhere to hide (come on)

Ain't nowhere to go ('cause I be runnin' this)

Reaper saved your soul (come on)

[Ozzy Osborune]

Surroned by the colors, I see crimson, black and blue (come on)

Locking open doors again, I'm still afraid of you (straight up, mother fucker)

Light to dark, then light again, I always thought I knew (come on)

Young to old and young again, what's left for me to do? (straight up)

Center of the universe, collecting me in time (come on)

I'm falling down upon the earth, and singing truth in rhyme (come on)

If I was a rolling stone, I'd roll until I'm through (come on)

And if I was a garden I would bloom in black for you (Dirt Dog in effect) [Chorus] [ODB]

ahhhh, yi yi yi yi (come on)

[Chorus] [ODB]

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

What you mother fuckers invented

Is the craziest nigga that ever been invented

ha ha ha ha ha

Most know, don't front on Ol' Dity Bastard

ha ha ha ha

I call on Jesus

There's no obstacles that you have to jump

There's no walls that you have to climb

This is real, this is elementary dear

Elementary, Watson, Elementary

ahhhhh

I ain't no pictue on your fore wall, necklace wearin' beard

You don't want this money till it's rich

Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free

Go against the grain, I got the p

I know you don't recognize me now

I dunked your tongue

How many lightening bulbs do it take to light up a fuck mode?

Brothers, people, you'd better get the fuck off of me

We don't need it, it gets more ugly

Fools tryin' to bust their ass

Tryin' to get away from me when I said my real name

I call myself in the niggas butthole

All the same, all the same, all the same

[Ozzy Osborune]

Ain't nowhere to run

Ain't nowhere to hide

Ain't nowhere to go

Reaper saved your soul

[ODB]

ahhh yi yi yi yi

What, mother fucker?

Don't try to psychology my shit, mother fucker

'cause you'll never psychology it, mother fucker

Never, never, never, mother fucker, never

Right / Wrong lyrics - DMX

THIS...IS...MY...LIFE

[Chorus]

(Right and wrong)

Whatever which way they go (right and wrong)

Whatever which way they go (right and wrong)

Whatever which way they go (right and wrong)

Whatever which way they go (right and wrong)

[Verse 1]

Made me a leader before I was ready to lead

Took away my hunger, but didn't give me greed

Made me successful, when I just wanted to be heard

Give me the light, cause all I need is the word

Give me a life, that I'm responsible for

I'll give him what's right, cause I'm responsible for him

And into the night, I'm gonna be there with him

Facing a fight, I be right there with him

Ready for Heaven, cause I done been through the Hell

And since I was seven, I've had a story to tell

See God is great, and that's why I'm still livin'

He gave to me, so I'ma keep on givin'

The bravery of a man's mind is slavery

Is making me the man I was made to be

I hate to see when cats know but don't spit it

Right is wrong, when it's on you gon' get it

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]

I wake up frustrated dog, I'm hurtin' inside

Think about the brothers that put in, work and then died

A certain have tried, a certain have cried

When it didn't go right, you hit me like

You see things ain't always what they seem to be

And the reason I dream of thee is He's with me

And the reason I get through things so easily

Is by the grace of God cause he, see's the need to guide me

Walk right beside me

Because he knows what's going on inside me, he tried me

Knew where my heart was at

Knew what I was thinking

Knew when I was down and out, left there mistaken

Knew when to pick me up, cause it got too hard

Knew when I was gonna scream out "Please God!"

And you already knew that you would be there for me

That's why I bring you together to give you the glory

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

Everyday of life is a new chapter

And it's already been foretold, so it's up to the soul to capture

The essence of it all, the meek shall inherit the earth

Destined to ride with the call from birth

The true worth of a man, is not measured by what he does for himself but

What he does for someone else

And if you help another, without concern for a reward of gold

What you give, you shall receive to tenfold

And I, put that on my soul

And, put that on my life

And, everything I own

And, everything I know

And, everything I show is what I was meant to do

Everything I told you is what I've been through

And everywhere I been, I was for a reason

Walk through the desert, ended up freezing

Start there, end up where?

And now they know...whatever which way they go

[Chorus]

Whatever which way they go (right and wrong)

Whatever which way they go (right and wrong)

Whatever which way they go (right and wrong)

Whatever which way they go (right and wrong)

Whatever which way they go (right and wrong)

Whatever which way they go (right and wrong)

Whatever which way they go (right and wrong)

Whatever which way they go

They know they gonna owe

They soul to the road they choose

It don't matter if you win or loose

You still gotta pay them dues

You still gotta pay them dues

You still gotta pay them dues

Rolllin (Urban Assault Vehicle) lyrics - DMX

Play the fucking track!

Play that fucking track!!

Oh there it is

Limp Bizkit, DMX, Redman, Method Man

That's right y'all

We just keep on rollin baby

Are you ready...

Are you ready...

Are you ready!!!

[HOOK:]

Move in now move out!

Hands up, now hands down!

Back up! Back up!

Tell me what you gonna do now!

Breathe in, now breathe out!

Hands up, now hands down!

Back up! Back up!

Tell me what you gonna do now! [C'mon!]

Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [Uh!]

Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [What!]

Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [Uh!]

Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin

[Fred Durst]

Now I know y'all be lovin this shit right here

L I M P Bizkit is right here

People in the house put them hands in the air

Cuz if you don't care, than we don't care

See I, aint givin a fuck, quit pressin your luck

Untouchable, branded unfuckable

So keep me in this tape, until you run that mouth

Then I'ma hafta play, and break the fuck out

And then we'll see you slept after one round wit X

And what am I bringin next, just know it's Red and Meth

So where the fuck you at punk, shut the fuck up

And back the fuck up, while we fuck this track up

Are you ready...

Are you ready...

Are you ready!!!

[HOOK]

[Method Man]

Oh what, y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?

Check my, dangerous slang atrocious

When I let these nuts hang, focus, it's Wu Tang

What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish

I wave my black flag at the roaches

Who approaches, these twin, supersoakers

Who have poisonous darts for culprits

Too late to get your blow gun un-holstered

You're left buttered up and lightly toasted

So what, I drink and smoke too much

So what I cuss too much, *shut the fuck up!*

[Redman]

Yo, yo, now when we roll

You motherfuckers tuck in your gold

Cuz for the platinum, I'm jackin niggas up in limos

It aint nothin, for bullets to unbutton your clothes

Description, yellow male, tissue up in his nose

You bitches, swing the vine on the bathroom nuts

I'm hairy as hell, outta hell and tattoed up

I'm a dog only fuck in the bathroom, what

In high school, I dealt only with the classroom sluts

[Method Man]

My name is, Johnny, Donnie, Brasco

Tuck the gat low, cut your cash flow

Yell if you want money, funny

A hungry dummy snatch crumbs from me

Doc and Hot Niks, bodies in the mosh pit

[Redman]

Yo, and I'm the D.O., you lookin at the raw invented

On Friday, I spit 35 to 40 minutes

Smell up, the bathroom like Craig Paul was in it

Endin up, on your back, Wu swords up in it

Anyone can match me I crack 'em all to Guinness

Fuck how many thugs, players, and ballers in it

Brick City, Shaolin, better call us sinners

Boys that'll run up in your wife, maul and spill it

PPPPPPP P- P- POW!

[AAAAAAAAAHH!]

Yo we said c'mon!!

[HOOK]

[DMX] It just don't get no darker than that kid with the barker

Bald head with the boots who shoots to make it spark

I'm a fair nigga, but aint nann nigga

Quicker than the hand trigga, so if you dare nigga

It'll be like your man tryin to hold your brain to your head

But you'll be shittin on yourslef cuz you already dead

And at the funeral you won't need a casket

Leavin just enough of him to stuff in a basket

Just get the casket, I really need my ass kicked

My mom never let me forget, that I'm a bastard

I aint never been shit, and aint gon' be shit

That's why I taste shit, whenever I see shit

It's just that D shit, D's short for do what I wanna do

And that's what I'm gonna do, right here in front of you

And I'll be runnin you and your man straight up out

And y'all niggas aint runnin a fuckin thing but your mouth

[DMX bark]

AAAAAAAAHHH!!!

[HOOK]

[Durst]

You, wanna mess with Limp Bizkit [yeah]

You can't mess with Limp Bizkit [why?]

Because we get it on, [when?] every day and every night [oh]

See this platinum thing right here? [uh huh]

Well we doin it all the time [what?]

So you better get some better beats

And uh, get some better rhymes [oooh!]

You really, really, really wanna get shit started

Well people everywhere just get retarded

Get retarded, get retarded, people everywhere just get retarded!

[HOOK]

That's right baby!

Watch out punk!

Limp Bizkit! DMX! Method Man! Redman!

And Swizz Beatz!

Where the fuck you at?! [DMX bark]

Bump that shit! Bump that shit! Bump that shit! Bump that shit!

Ruff Ryders! Punk!

Rudolph The Rednose Reindeer lyrics - DMX (feat. Divine Bars)

You know Dasher and Dancer, Prancer and Vixen

Comet and Cupid and Donner and Blitzen

But do you recall (what's that?)

The most famous reindeer of all?

(Come on)

Rudolph the Rednose Reindeer

Had a very shiny nose

And if you ever saw it

You would even say it glows (come on, come on)

All of the other reindeer

Used to laugh and call him names

They never let poor Rudolph

Join in any reindeer games

Then one foggy Christmas Eve

Santa came to say (what's that?)

Rudolph with your nose so bright

Won't you guide my sleigh tonight?

Then all the reindeers loved him

As they shouted out with glee

Rudolph, the Rednose Reindeer

You'll go down in history (forever)

You'll go down in history (forever)

You'll go down in histor-

You'll go down in histor-

You'll go down in history (now get it)

(What's that?)

Then all the reindeers loved him

As they shouted out with glee

Rudolph, the Rednose Reindeer

You'll go down in history (forever)

You'll go down in history (forever)

You'll go down in histor-

You'll go down in histor-

You'll go down in history (now get it)

Shut Em Down lyrics - DMX

[Intro:]

Straight up nigga

Motherfuckin' South side nigga

Brooklyn what!

Word up

yeah

Shut 'em down!

yeah

Shut 'em Down

Shut 'em Down

yeah

Onyx featuring DMX

[Hook:]

Shut 'em down

Shut 'em down

Shut 'em down [4x]

[Verse 1:]

Yo shut 'em down start the violence

We wilin' wilin' sling back his body found

Washed up on Coney Island

When I rolled up, this niggas heart slowed up

That killa froze up, when I pulled up jumped out with the pump-pump

Thirty-two shots and ducked out

So look out

Left that cat for dead his body smoked out

Cause when I fall y'all killas a kill me kid

I'm goin' all out

Lifes a bitch, fuck it, got the gun bust it

Gmae play, gotta play by the rules or your own cannot be trusted

Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five inside your vest

Have you layin' with a dead rest

Shoulda known when you was lookin' in the eyes a death

And I swore forgiveness when I did this

there was not no witness but he should understand

Cause even God got a shit list

[Verse 2:]

Beat downs anonymous

I spit like a shiny silver nanabus(?)

Niggas fond of us

We the kind that rush, those that hold back

Takin' your whole stack

Grimy street cats

Niggas bald head like Kojak

Go gat for gat

Coat that

You could smoke that

Or cut black dust

Makin' your whole fuckin' stove crack

Betta know me

1-3, one and only could be never phoney in any ceremony

I'l tear you homey

Shut 'em down, Shut 'em down, Shut 'em down

Shun sees takin' your time

Makin' your mind

Got this nigga on the low

defecatin' with rhymes

Breakin' your spine

Got you movin' from the flurry, time to worry

I'ma bury the bullshit

I'ma bury the bullshit

I'ma bury the bullshit

Feel my full clip

[Hook]

[Verse 3: DMX]

Aiyyo I bet you this muthafuckin' double barrel will blast his face

Be on the look out for a basket case

Niggas pumped you up to watch you get beat

Had you thinkin' shits sweet

Now you up shit's creek

Cause your shits weak

How mich is your life worth to someone important

Cause I be extortin'

Kidnap for ransom is some shit you don't want to get caught in

From back in the days of Gordon

Niggas was gettin' robbed

The guy from Rikers Height stayed on his job

with his own little mob

Was it worth goin back to the Earth so soon

Worth makin' my shit go boom

To your own doom, from the graveyards

Till there's no room

Fuck you know about a pine box

Money goin' out with nine Glocks

On top of that same nigga when they pull with they nine shots

Feel like killin' for your crew

I ain't gon' rest

It gonna take a whole lot to put up your best

Then watch your loins spill out your vest

You best get on some act your age shit

you a little kid

That run for faces

More niggas get killed like that

[Verse 4: Sticky Fingaz]

Mad man Sticky F-I-N-G-A-Z

The crazy cajun blazin' bullets for days and days

grazin' amazin' I'm the glazin' ason purple hazin'

Hard to be pahsin' Lord with all this hell I'm raisin'

God of the Underground, I'm gunnin' 'em down with a thunder pound

We gonna shut 'em down

We turn we gonna shut 'em down

We turn we gonna shut 'em down

We turn shit dumb quick gun click

lyin' in the vine

persed the line on your dick

In the morgue admit it dogs

I'm the Rottweiler my Glock holler

Fuck cocaine killer I sniff gun powder

So all you real willies throw your Roleys in the sky

And all the crooks rob the place outside

I'm so hype, I tkae your life, betta have my doe right

Fuck my life, I don't need no mic!

The new album

Bring it

Motherfuckin' May

[Hook 2x]

That's that shit

Bring me on point

About to shut down the whole industry

Official nasty

DMX

We wreckin' everything

So shut up, or you get shut down like the rest of them

Pussy

Sincerity lyrics - DMX

Uh..Uh

Now there's two ways we can do this, keep it real or front

I know you got what I need and I got what you want

And the hunt for soulmates is all over for us

We could go away where nobody would know it was us

Leave behind all the fuss, the studios, the pictures

No autographs, just laughs when I'm wit ya

I know what it's like when they know you now

But bark it at the dog baby, and I'll hold you down

[Mary J. Blige]

Time and time and time again

I knew that our love had to end

But now it's gone so very far

That I can make a brand new start

I thought that we were meant to be

Be one big family

But I was weak and loved you still

No matter what you did, I could forgive

[1] - All I need is sincerity

All I need is sincerity

Thinking 'bout you all the time

Never seemed to cross my mind

How you could take the time to kill

Everything our love had built

I never knew how you could hide

Everytime you told a lie

But now I know why you're so cold

But I don't understand

Now that you set me free

I truly think that we

Could find love seperately

I need sincerity

One thing, I'm not as weak

I'll always stand alone

But my mind is not made of stone

So I'll go on

[Repeat 1]

[Nas]

Chipped tooth don

Nasty, blue ice timbs on

Screw it face, half moon part, my tatoos dark

On a scale of tough criminals, nothin to call me

I'm a rare individual, young and I'm bossy

Guees it come from a rough life, cuffed at night

Lettin' off hot lead that bust from iron pipes

I'm the type that have to shed blood

Pray to the ghost of dead thugs, dead blocks that spread drugs

Fled from the cops 'till when my first joint dropped

I'm still wit my hood, Hollow Point still in the glock

But I've been shitted on by these high class hoes

Even these chickens did me wrong, I was just gettin' on

So I turned cold, givin 'em hard dick and straight to the hole

Like Rod Strickland, it was takin' it's toll

I needed someone I could hold in my darkest hours

A strong couple is a blessing and the heart is the power

Give me someone I could trust, not just a hotty to bone

Does she love Escobar, or love Nasir Jones?

Let me know so I could cop her the stones

What's clear to me, it's sincerity

Somebody I could call my own, yeah

[Repeat 1]

[Ad lib until fade]

Soldier lyrics - DMX

Warrior, soldier man and arms, get down scars on my hands and arms, hit town niggas that man is armed, sit down fuck around and plant a bomb

Warrior, soldier man and arms, get down scars on my hands and arms, hit town niggas that man is armed, sit down fuck around and plant a bomb

Bitch, rare ti the streets, made it out of NY, come to AZ cowboys tryna end my,

man you cant be serious homie besides mountains ain't a fucking thing you can show me.

Yo cats is playin a dangoures game fuck around get touched just for sayin my name

Theres to much desert and my dudes is in it ones I prove you did it Imma lose you in it

Ones the crew is in it dogs of the chain ER half a mile take of your brain.

Grind niggas up feed them to the outer leeders.

(nightwishing grr?) from the mountain but cant see this

Don't fuck with what you don't know about.

I got some things and its time to bring em out (bring em out bring em out bring em out)

Warrior, soldier man and arms, get down scars on my hands and arms, hit town niggas that man is armed, sit down fuck around and plant a bomb

Warrior, soldier man and arms, get down scars on my hands and arms, hit town niggas that man is armed, sit down fuck around and plant a bomb

Move, bitch get out the way boom boom boom, got lost boys come out and play

See theres home boys and theres cowboys. Fuck it yall lets get it on now boy, Imma show you how boy

Faggots acting like a broke back mountain, faggot, I get your broke back just for doupting.

Niggas roll with an army so you better bring tanks? Just from New York but me in jail you better bring stakes?

Nigga gettin fed up over bullshit weight up. You get wet up over bullshit streight up!

Dog for life bang often. streets is dangerous cats stay of em.

Niggas is ass then smell pussy, this nigga'll blast you really wanna push me (do you) you really wanna push me? I don't think so let that go

Warrior, soldier man and arms, get down scars on my hands and arms, hit town niggas that man is armed, sit down fuck around and plant a bomb

Warrior, soldier man and arms, get down scars on my hands and arms, hit town niggas that man is armed, sit down fuck around and plant a bomb

Nigga, cmon man real talk real talk real talk.

Yknow fuck out here with that fuckin bullshit [continues talkin']

Still Scratching lyrics - DMX (feat. Styles P)

[Intro - Styles P:]

Yeah, X. Dog nigga. What up?! Somebody else sit right here

[Verse 1 - Styles P:]

Keep the boots tight

Two new guns, I'm hoping they shoot right

Life's a dice game, we beatin' the deuce twice

Corner 12 - 05 [?:] brick at the coupe's price

Had to rob mad shit to get me through life

Had to blow mad trees to get me through nights

Coward ass niggas really get me too tight

Load up, let it off, niggas whole head is off

Piss down your neck motherfucker, you was better off

Letting your Beretta off

SP [?] tear your whole sweater off

Wife-beater and your white T

Turn all red when you split to the white meat

Still throw up nigga, what?

DMX and The Ghost, four-four niggas up

I represent the poor niggas, what?

Fully loaded hand gun, we roll in the cut

[Hook - DMX:]

X and The Ghost

Cats feel different when they necks in the toast

Cats get a feelin' when they next to get roast

That's what they get fuckin' with X and The Ghost

Come on, come on

X and The Ghost

Cats feel different when they necks in the toast

Cats get a feelin' when they next to get roast

That's what they get fuckin' with X and The Ghost

Come on, come on

[Verse 2 - DMX:]

Cats don't know I ain't playin' with this shit

You keep playin' with the kid, is why you starin', gettin' bit

Leave you layin' in a ditch, it's your actions that make me

Ask you 'do you know who the fuck you playin' with?! '

Evidently nah, I rep the R

Prescription, no description of what you saw

Whatever happened happened, it's in the past

That's why these new fake niggas ain't gon' last

Nowadays things feel like they in that movie life

And they names, just can't get right

No matter what they do they fallin' off

Nigga fuck you and your crew, you all soft

Y'all niggas is more pussy, the whole pussy

Think about it, don't please, don't push me

Man, y'all niggas was doin' some shit

That's gon' make it go bad for all niggas

[Hook - DMX:]

X and The Ghost

Cats feel different when they necks in the toast

Cats get a feelin' when they next to get roast

That's what they get fuckin' with X and The Ghost

Come on, come on

X and The Ghost

Cats feel different when they necks in the toast

Cats get a feelin' when they next to get roast

That's what they get fuckin' with X and The Ghost

Come on, come on

[Bridge - DMX:]

Y'all niggas already know what it is!

Y'all niggas already know what it is!

Y'all niggas already know what it is!

Y'all niggas already know what it is!

Y'all niggas already know what it is!

Y'all niggas already know what it is!

Y'all niggas already know what it is!

Y'all niggas already know what it is!

[Hook - DMX:]

X and The Ghost

Cats feel different when they necks in the toast

Cats get a feelin' when they next to get roast

That's what they get fuckin' with X and The Ghost

Come on, come on

X and The Ghost

Cats feel different when they necks in the toast

Cats get a feelin' when they next to get roast

That's what they get fuckin' with X and The Ghost

Come on, come on

Sucka 4 Love lyrics - DMX

[Intro]

Doing me like you do, cause I know it’s what you do [x5]

[Chorus]

Never been a sucker for love

So if it come down to you and me you know

I don’t give a fuck, hit the next bitch like wassup

cause at the end of the day

you ain’t never been nothing but a nut

I ain’t never been a sucker for love

so if it come down to you and me you know

I don’t give a fuck, hit the next bitch like wassup

cause at the end of the day

you ain’t never been nothing but a nut

[Verse 1]

Listen boo, you’s a bitch, you been a bitch

you know how niggas do

run up in a bitch, fuck her well

and the bitch will call them bitches

but then in a week or 2, fucking all them bitches

A nigga gotta fall back and take a breather

shawty suck a mean dick but in the morning

gotta leave her, wasn't trying to deceive her

I just wanted my dick suck

cute as a motherfucker

and she got a big butt

now I’m like, what do I do from here

cause she’s acting like she ain’t trying go nowhere

ain't really trying to get attached to this shit

shit its friday, I just want some ass in the bitch

can’t be mad at me, I’m just doing what niggas do

got kids by him, she wanna be the niggas boo? what? really?

oh you think it’s like that, ok! I’ll be right back

[Chorus]

I ain't never been a sucker for love

so if it come down to you and me you know

I don’t give a fuck, hit the next bitch like wassup

cause at the end of the day

you ain’t never been nothing but a nut

I ain’t never been a sucker for love

so if it come down to you and me you know

I don’t give a fuck, hit the next bitch like wassup

cause at the end of the day

you ain’t never been nothing but a nut

[Verse 2]

It was summer time, I was in the slumps

seen that bitch from a far, I was like wassup

remember me? I was that kid

it was him and me, you just did what you did

how you expect me to respect you

when I know a police file of other niggas that you gave your sex to

i ain’t never been a sucker so if you think so

you got the wrong motherfucker

what’s my name? ah ah, bitch! what’s my name?

you know who the fuck it is

I’m a real nigga, that’s about my biz

[Chrous]

[Verse 3]

I like the way you beat head, oooh, that's that street shhh

Shawty can you keep a secret?

Look here, you know what I’m trying to creep with

Ok, come on, cars outside, hotels up the block

Jump in the ride, you and me for the rest of the night

It’s all good, click, turn off the lights

Pack it off like that girl, ooh, damn, that ass fat girl

We almost there baby, oh shit yeah baby, ow!

[Chorus x2]

Take Whats Yours lyrics - DMX

[Mase]

Yo, I be that young fly fellow, got thorough

Down for denaro, hit everything in the Triburo

And I'm the newest member of the Bad Boy team

And I'mma bring this nigga Puff mad more C.R.E.A.M.

With hooks galore, leave this city shook for short

And I'mma take 'em back where Biggie took 'em before

You stay a playa'

Since you can't stay up with the Pope

And stick to what you do best, stick to wearin' coke

You lookin' for excuses, ways to say you're broke

Can't keep a whip, cuz you can't pay the note

Fuck the side, I'm waiting for you on top, Mercedes drop

Black 380's cops, 'till the day I get knocked

All I ask when I die, dress me fly and neatly

And brush my waves so I'm handsome when the bitches greet me

Word from the wise, niggas jerk pies, we hurt them guys

Bust lead, to skin they head and leave them circumcised

So how you wanna settle this?

Rappin' or on some ghetto shit

We can do it yo way, with mics or with metal shit

[1] - [DMX]

Niggas wanna shout, I'mma make noise

Niggas run they mouth, I'mma break jaws

Mase is comin' out, we gon' take yours

Harlem World uptown baby, we make wars

Niggas wanna shout, I'mma make noise

Niggas run they mouth, I'mma break jaws

Mase is comin' out, we gon' take yours

Harlem World uptown baby, we make wars

[Mase]

Yo, yo before it's all over, lot of blood gon' be spilled

We ain't discriminatin' even thugs gon' be killed

We early inheritors , born into C.R.E.A.M

If a nigga' get sheist then we form as a team

Bullshit if you want and it be on for this C.R.E.A.M.

The weatherman don't even know the storm I'mma bring

But yo, I'm not the man with whom you interact

So before you grab gatts to jack, remember that

You take dough from Mase, you might as well send it back

I got thugs everywhere, where you going spending that

When clicks come to brawl, everything I hit fall

Niggas play sick wid y'all, wit me they ain't sick at all

No matter how big or small, I get rid of ya'll

And shit I spit at y'all, come in one size fit all

[Repeat 1]

[Mase]

Yo, yo if you think I'm on some sweet shit

Then won't you creep quick, I let the heat spit

Make a nigga "G" flick, classic criminal

Keep a gatt by my genitals, thugs love me

So don't get splashed for the minimal

We never vest up, be in a double breast tux

Plus keep a fresh cut, picture me getting lefts stuff

I let one lose, to show you I ain't the one do

And I ain't puffin' nuthin', make all my gun shoot

You let your gun loose, none o' 'em niggas gun proof

Watch them niggas drop, when I pop one in they sunroof

And we be lead bustin', leavin' niggas head gushin'

You niggas talkin' 'bout guns like you said something

I'll be lacin' 'em, hollow tips, I be wastin' 'em

That's what you faggots get, tryin' to fuck with Mase and 'em

Bad Boy, '97, front, there'll be none o' that

And all you cats, running your trap, one in your cap

[Repeat 1 until fade]

Tales From The Darkside lyrics - DMX

And now, the tale from the darkside...

[DMX]

Uh, I got to remind y'all niggas

What the flow is all about

Huh, its about this

Anywhere from forty-eight and up

Straight, you feel me?

Fifty fifty

Aiyyo, I gots to hear the beat so I can eat, ahight?

If I can't live, you can't live, ain't nothin sweet

Bitch ass niggas think its all about Versace

A week later them niggas talkin about (Yo, X got me)

I thought he was my man, but he act like he ain't know me

I knew he had the joint, but I didn't wanna make him show me

That nigga be buggin, stickin cats up and random

Doing his dirt and disappearin like the phantom

Niggas can't stand him, but ask me if I care

'Cuz what I used to give a fuck about, just ain't there

And ain't nothing fair, I knew this for a long time

Thats why with ever wrong crime comes anotha strong rhyme

And thats mo' time under the belt, you felt what I had

And I shouldn't have even done it, thats what made this shit sad

I'm doin' bad, but if I gots to feel it, you gots to feel it

And if a nigga can't afford it, I gots to steal it

And that's how real it, GETS, when this shit [hits the fan]

You still tryin to get the man, first catch up with the man

Then we gon' see what'choo made of

If your shit ain't pumpin Kool-Aid, what you afraid of?

The monster under the bed, fill ya with four slugs to the head

Or ya babies mother missin for a month, found dead

Worms comin' from places you stuck ya dick in

Maggots got the bitch coverered and the smells sick'nen

Plastic don't hide the smell for too long, I do wrong

And so I don't have nightmares I forget about it, move on

Keep gettin my groove on, 'cuz that shit could fuck with'choo

Keep dwellin on it, and its gonna get stuck with you

Niggas try their luck with you, 'cuz they smell ass

And money if you pussy, I'm gonna be able to tell fast

Some cop I'm about to smack across the face in this robbery

I'm on a robbin spree, and ain't no STOPPIN ME

On this real, thats why a nigga stay writin

'Cuz kid this shit is real, what you think we play fightin

You must of saw som'thin funny, or never saw som'thin bloody

Or you don't know I'll bring it to your door 'cuz I'm cruddy

Like puddy, when I hold you niggas, I mold you niggas

I done told you niggas, that I been owed you niggas

For that shit you did that you wasnt built for

Shit I guess you didnt know you do get killed for

I done filled niggas up with the extended clip

Its like I blew this joint down with the extended rip

Or that non-stop, when the bomb drops

I'ma take it from where you at and then end up on ya moms block

From here to Comstock, niggas gettin bust wild

?Cell cagers last night from lock out just died?

Ain't no where to hide, ain't no wear to run

What more can they do to a man that ain't been done

A mind is a terrible thing to waste

Especially if its all over the place, your mind all over his face

How do brains taste, when they mixed with gun powder

Semi to fully automatic makes the gun louder

I got som'thin to fix pain when I kicks game

'Cuz I'ma float off more tracks than they sixth train

You 'bout to get flamed, from ash to ashes to DIRT

You gon' go with the dough that your life was worth

MOTHERFUCKER...

Tell Me How U Feelin' lyrics - DMX

Yo dog!

Yeah?

Can you hit em with some of that X shit?

Some of that X shit?

Some of that real X shit!

Let's do it, baby

Dog nigga! (what? what?

What? What? What? What?)

Dog nigga!

(Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!) Ruff Ryders!

Volume one (volume one!), Swizz Beats (come on! come on! come on!)

All aboard!

If I thought y'all niggaz really wanted drama

I'da been pulled out the armor, word to my momma

I'ma - hit y'all niggaz with somethin that you ain't never felt

Hit y'all niggaz for frontin you caught up in that hell

If I thought that half the shit that bitches said was true

I'd be spitting lead at you, to dead your crew

But - if you know a bitch, you don't listen to that bitch

You don't argue with that bitch, all you do is

([Man:] fuck that bitch!)

If I listened to all the snake niggaz that's runnin they mouth

I wouldn't be in the crib, I'd be loadin up, to run in your house

But - you can't fuck with cowards, cause a coward'll be a coward

He'll end up killin these cowards, and I'm not feelin these cowards!

If I let the niggaz around my way tell me how to feel about me

I guess I really, wouldn't be d

But I'm the best that ever did it, the best at it because I live it

How many niggaz eat it and shit it, you cats want it? come and get it!

Grrr, arf arf, woo woo!

Grrr, arf arf, woo woo!

Tell me how you feelin now (what?!) I know you illin now (what?!)

Tell me how you feelin now (what?!) I know you illin now (what?!)

Grrr, arf arf, woo woo!

Grrr, arf arf, woo woo!

Tell me how you feelin now (what?!) I know you illin now (what?!)

Tell me how you feelin now (what?!) I know you illin now (what?!)

It's not like me...

The Future lyrics - DMX

[Meeno]

They got my back to the wall

Nobody to turn to, nobody I can trust

I used to have friends

But all I could think about was hustlin

That was then, this is now

And this is how I must be

A loose cannon, with a cannon

Nobody can trust me

When half the world is sayin "Fuck Me"

The other half will fear me

Shit both halves will make one whole

But nothing can dare those cowards to come near me

Yeah they hear me, but fuck that

I want them cats to feel me

Cuz to feel me, is to know I'll be a problem till they kill me

It's from sun-up to sun-down

Got my gun up, and I'ma run down

On any ass coward that feelin that I can't get down

I'm a nightmare, the nigga that's always right there

Borderline, with two lines, a little too heavy to fight fair

Unload, reload, cock back, and pop that

And drag to where your top at

And guaranteed that I dropped that

You can't top that

I'm here to put them rumors to rest

Fuck the past

Fuck the present

I'm the future in the flesh

[Chorus x2]

I'm the chrome before the storm

I'm the buzz before the storm

I'm the screech before the crash

I'm the click before the blast

I'm the rise before the fall

I'm the loss before the gain

Vacant Lot will keep it hot

Cuz we the future of this game

[Big Stan]

Coke game to sober

We takin rap over

Either roll with us or you gettin rolled over

But pardon, niggaz is too hard for your squadron

Evacuate the buildin, save all the women and children

No way around it, niggaz comin in thousands

M17s, grenades, and four-pounders

All you grimmy niggaz get the fuck from round us

Y'all the same cock-housers from the blocks to gouchers

Celebratin is the the feelin when I catch a fake vilian

Send him brick style in the ceilin of an abandonded building

Feel me? y'all got to, I'm the voice of theory

My advice? keep rappin you ain't no where near me

Spillin blood for the dead, God bless them dearly

And look straight to the heavens so I know that He hear me

My shit fluxuate from the drop seven, to the wide bodied eight

Up on in corner, with the sweeper I let the body gate

[Chorus x2]

[DMX]

When I do niggaz, it's how I do niggaz

And two niggaz got nothin for me

When they saw me looked the other way and tried to ignore me

I put holes, like foot holes, in niggaz buttholes

Stomp a mudhole, when I cut hoes, the fuckin blood flows

That was bustin niggaz wide, I was 10 when I died

Now I'm walkin dead with the infared by my side

Keepin niggaz in line like a parade

Then they scatter like roaches when they get sprayed with Raid

Like a grenade, playin with spades is the plan

Now what part of suck my dick don't you understand?

Better act like you know or get smacked like your hoe

When you straped, toe to toe, but can't strap with the flow

And I gets down for mine, with the crime

And if I gots to do time, fuck it

I don't mind

I handle my business and I shoot snitches

Cuz I know nowadays niggaz is more ass than loose bitches

It's all good, I'm still out

Knock on wood, robbin niggaz like my last name is Hood

Cuz I could, go with that mob that goes out to rob

That mad scheme to get cream without the job

I house more niggaz than a shelter

And if a nigga ever felt a, heltah skeltah

It'd would melt away, cuz the pain is too much to bear

Let the dead be dark while the Dark is here

[Chorus till fade]