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(Ain't) No Sunshine lyrics - DMX

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

Cuz when its on, ya niggaz gonna be gone

Every time cuz we don't play

"Who turned out the lights?"

Is what niggaz be sayin'

Now you don't wanna fight

But ya niggaz be playin'

Thinkin' its alright keep playin with that road

And you gonna know the night

When you layin in that cold

Dirt gettin' tossed in your 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 your ass back

Plus in hell, you gon fry

Why? But now the only 2 releative questions

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

Either way, you up out of here for good

Now when niggaz mention you name

They knockin' on wood

Did I, get my, point across?

Another body on the shotte

Another joint I toss

[Chorus]

Ain't no sunshine when it's on

Only darkness every day

Ain't no sunshine when it's on

Cuz when its on, ya niggaz gonna be gone

Every time cuz we don't play [Repeat 4x]

There 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 niggaz run in and run out

But I bust mine

Cuz I'd like to hear some shots

+Get At Me Dog+ niggaz 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 1, talkin' shit, strike 2

Won't be a strike 3, cuz I don't play fair

I'ma look you in your eye

While he hit you from the rear

Be like "Yeah, holdin' you up cuz you fallin'"

The Lord ain't comin' till niggaz stop callin'

You was ballin' a minute ago

In it for dough

Till it was "Yo, I swear to God, I didnt know"

[Chorus]

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 (three) here I go

Your shit is quick and your shit is sleek

But this shit is thick and when 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, come up from behind

Tap you on the shoulder, have you turnin' around

Hit you with somethin' that i'll have you burin' the ground

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

Life is good, so please enjoy it, while it lasts

Cuz you know ain't got much longer to go

The quicker you go depends the stronger the flow

When niggaz know I don't give a FUCK, right or wrong

There ain't no sunshine when it's on

[Chorus]

24 Hours To Live lyrics - DMX

[Puff Daddy]

I want you to ask yourself one question

If you had twenty four hours to live, what would you do?

That's some deep shit right there, a lot of pressure

How would you handle it?

Mase, what would you do?

[Mase]

Yo, I'd turn out all the hoes that's heterosexual

Smack conceited niggas right off the pedestal

I'd even look for my dad that I never knew

And show him how I look in my Beretta, too

I'd do good shit like take kids from the ghetto

Show them what they could have if they never settle

Take every white kid from high class level

Show 'em what Christmas like growin' up in the ghetto

Teach niggas how to spend, stack the rest

Give blunts to the niggas under massive stress

Give every bum on the street cash to invest

And hope Harlem will blow up be my last request

[Jadakiss]

Yo, yo if I had twenty four hours to kick the bucket, fuck it

I'd probably eat some fried chicken and drink a Nantucket

Then go get a jar from Branson

And make sure I leave my mother the money to take care of grandson

Load the three power, hop in the Eddie Bauer

And go give all six to that papi that sold me flour

Get a fresh baldy, make a few calls

Shop at the mall, shoot a lil' ball

Have all of my bitches on one telly at the same time

Spread it out on different floors

And I'm gon' play lotto, for what?

Even though I ain't gon' be here tomorrow, so what

[Black Rob]

You know when I was close to the ledge

I'd probably be in the wedge

With this bare spanish mami playin' 'tween my legs

Then I'm off to get choke and smoke one a them dreads

And get that bitch from '89 that gave us up to the feds

Thought of momma, wrote her a note, we ain't close

I hate her boyfriend so I put one in his throat

Fuck around and sniff an ounce of raw, bust the four

Fours, pull out my dick and take a piss on the floor

Jump in the whip, git them cats I wanted to git

Since the Tavern on the Green robbery in eighty-six

Went home took a shower in nice cold water

And spent my last hours wit my son and my daughter

[1] - If you had twenty four hours to live just think

Where would you go?

What would you do?

Who would you screw?

And who would you wanna notify?

Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die?

If you had twenty four hours to live just think

Where would you go?

What would you do?

Who would you screw?

And who would you wanna notify?

Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die?

[Sheek]

What hey yo, if I had twenty four nigga gotta get the raw

Run all them papi's spot, put one in his head at the door

For the times that I paid for twenty an he gave me twelve

The other eight had to be baking soda by itself

So papi fuck you, you dead now, I'm off to the bank

With those bricks in a bookbag and a stolen Jag I just grabbed

Went in there grabbed the bank teller wit the pretty face

Fuck her in the safe, and have her take me to my place

We'll make a kid but that's selfish and that'll be bad

For my son to have the same shit his pops just had

And when I'm down to twenty three, I'm a be strapped wit TNT

Run up in city hall and take the judges wit me

[Styles]

If I had twenty four hours to live, I'd probably die on the fifth

Run in the station squeezin the inf'

I'll be waitin' to get to hell and bust down Satan

Styles' on this shit and I got spot vacant

Back to the twenty four I make it out the precinct

Shootin niggas that I hate in they face while they eatin'

I'm on the job robbin' every so-called Don

Give the money to my moms and tell her that I'm gone

I would school my little brother that niggas mean him harm

He should learn to tell the future without readin' palms

When they come in with the bullets, you prepared with the bomb

So fuck bein' violent get stocks and bonds

[DMX]

Twenty four left until my death

So I'm gon' waste alot of lives, but I'll cherish every breath

I know exactly where I'm goin', but I'mma send you there first

And with the shit that I'll be doin', I'mma send you there worse

I've been livin' with a curse, and now it's all about to end

But before I go, say hello to my little friend

But I gots to make it right, reconcile with my mother

Try to explain to my son, tell my girl I love her

C-4 up under the coat, snatch up my dog

Turn like three buildings on Wall Street, into a fog

Out with a bang, you will remember my name

I wanted to live forever, but this wasn't fame

[Repeat 1 until fade]

4321 lyrics - DMX

4, 3, 2, 1

[Redman] Hahh [Method] hah

[Method] Yeah [Redman] yeahhh

[LL Cool J] Make it butter

[Redman] I'm gonna Bankhead bounce!

[LL Cool J] No doubt

[Redman] Aiyyo watch yo mouth!

[Redman] Aiyyo, one two three four five six seven

Blaze the hot

[LL Cool J] trizack that sound like heaven

Seven six five four three two one

My mon Meth-Tical come and get some

[Method Man]

Playin my position, hot Nixon

This one, for all the sick ones, confliction

Posionous darts sickening, best believe

finger itchin with two broke legs, now I'm trippin

on MC's cliche, shot that ricochets

start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways

Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me

Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw

from my punch, watch your son and you

Got you shittin in your last Huggie, runnin who?

Fuckin punk, get a speed bump comin through

A single shot make your knees knock, respect Wu

[Redman]

Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga

Turnin Christian to a certified sinner

The bomb I release, time pent up (explodes)

While you got set up I was hittin your ex hoe

Shit I kept low, petro' your metro

Politic, keep the chickenheads gobblin

Shit I'm drivin in, come with funk halogen

Terrorize your city, from the spliff committee

Kick ass till both Timberlands turn shitty

Gritty, smack the driver's head in the chin see

When I approach rappers be takin notes

I drop like I shoulda invented the raincoat

Absolut, I love to burn to the roots

I keep comin til your pour sperm from your boots

Vigilante hardcore to the penis

Tell you fuck you my attitude is anemic

[Canibus]

I'm the illest nigga alive, watch me prove it

I snatch your crown witcha head still attatched to it

Canibus is the type who'll fight for mics

Beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead niggaz to life

When you look at me long enough, I start to read your thoughts

if the signal was strong enough, and then I'll call your bluff

like, "Yo, how many rhymes you got?" I think I'll go on

for more Milleniums than Mazda's got on the car lot

And there's nowhere to run ta, when I confront ya

Nigga, I call your bluff like you had a phone number

Who wanna see Canibus get wild, who wanna act fly and

get shot down with a surface-to-air missile

I take em on in all shapes sizes and forms and spit on

anybody who ain't close enough to shit on

Zero to sixty? I'm already doin a hundred

when I'm blunted and I give it to any nigga that want it

[DMX]

Stay out the dark, cause if I catch you when the sun is down

Run it clown, come up off that, or I'm gon' gun it down

When in doubt, however skull goes, it's gon' be that

See that, that shit'll finish you dawg, believe that

Where we at, do your value your life, as much as your possesions?

Don't be a stupid nigga, learn a lesson

I'm gon' get you either way, and it's better to live

Let me get what's between your sock, cause it's, better to give

than receive, believe what I say when I tell you

Don't make me put your somewhere where nobody'll smell you

And when the lights is out, they don't come back on

This ain't a flick you ain't gon' come back on, you ain't that strong

You knew it was wrong, but you asked for it baby

You'se a pink nigga, ski mask for it baby

so I can hit you up on front teeth, you think I'm sweet?

Want heat? One deep, leave him behind, front seat

[Redman] Aiyyo, one [Meth] two [Red] three [Meth] four

[Red] five [Meth] six [Red] seven

Blaze the hot trizack

[Method] Shine like heaven

Seven [Red] six [Meth] five [Red] four

[Meth] three [Red] two [Meth] one

[Redman] Come on Mr. Smith, come get some!

[LL Cool J]

When young sons fantasize of borrowing flows

tell little shorty with the big mouth the bank is closed (yeah, word up)

The symbol on my arm is off limits to challengers

You hold the rusty swords I swing the Excalibur

How dare you step up in my dimension

Your little ass should be somewher cryin on detention

Watch your mouth better yet hold your tongue

I'ma do this shit for free this time this one's for fun

Blow you to pieces, leave you covered in feces

with one thesis ("LL Cool J is hard")

Every little boy wanna pick up the mic

and try to run with the big boys and live up to the real hype

But that's like pickin up a ball, playin with Mike

Swingin at Ken Griffey or challengin Roy to a fight

Snappin, you ameteur MC's

Don't you know I'm like the Dream Team tourin overseas

For rappers in my circle I'm a deadly disease

Ringmaster, bringin a tiger cub to his knees (uhh)

In the history of rap they've never seen such prominence

Your naive confidence gets crushed by my dominance (word up)

Now let's get back to this mic on my arm

If it ever left my side it'd transform into a time bomb

You don't wanna borrow that, you wanna idolize

And you don't wanna make me mad nigga you wanna socalize

And I'm daring every MC in the game

to play yourself out position, and mention my name

I make a rhyme for every syllable in your name

Go platinum for every time your grimy ass was on the train

Watch your mouth don't ever step out of line

LL Cool J nigga, greatest of all time

Bain Iz Back lyrics - DMX (feat. Swizz Beatz)

[DMX:]

Grit your teeth

DMX

Ruff Ryders

[Swizz Beatz:]

La familia

If it ain't about the dog, we ain't feelin' ya

A lot of rappers been soft for a long time

'Bout to put the hoodie on dog all times

They said pain is back

I said, naw, Bain is back

The Dark Knight blitzing with the hoodie on

Listen, I'll come through your block

Make all your niggas really missing

(Where they at?)

Where they at now?

You want that real shit, don't 'cha?

You want that street shit, don't 'cha?

[DMX:]

Man, cats nowadays be spittin' that fuck shit

Bird ass niggas spittin' that duck shit

I'm from the old school and that there we don't fuck with

Been locked down on lockdown so you suck a dick

Four ways to get in when you fit in: floor, chair

Before you climb the ladder try to find the stairs

Just the go-getters, flow spitters

That roll with us are gorillas

Cold killers that blow triggers

You got niggas, but my niggas know your niggas

And what my niggas know 'bout your niggas, they ho niggas

Oh no, and I call 'em "oh no niggas" 'cause the last thing them bitches said was, "oh no" nigga

You're about to go, nigga

And the last thing your people heard was

"Amen from the past and release the birds"

We gonna' end it with the word, may God rest his soul

And though it looks like he's sleeping, to the touch he's cold

[Swizz Beatz:]

La familia

If it ain't about the dog, we ain't feelin' ya'

A lot of rappers been soft for a long time

Bout to put the hoodie dog all times

They said pain is back

I said, naw, Bain is back

The Dark Knight blitzing with the hoodie on

Listen, I'll come through your block

Make all your niggas really missing

Where they at now?

You want that real shit, don't 'cha?

You want that street shit, don't 'cha?

[DMX:]

Gimme the second chance, so respect the stance

You plan to go reckless and you make reckless plans

So, respect that we can dance

Bitch ass nigga

Motherfuck you and your man, we can do it with the hands

Fuck I need a gun for?

I done fucked a lot of bitches already

So when it come to pussy you just one more

Hit 'em with the 'what for'

That's when you know a nigga's a bitch and he's still gonna' get the hand, but you like, "What for?"

Really? You want more?

I come through with the click, click boom - click, click, boom

Put it through your front door

Brains on the wall like paint

'Cause I don't need to know what it is as long as I know what it ain't

Ain't a fuckin' thing fake about me

The devil spent so much time ruining my life

What would the snake do without me?

Keep running your fucking mouth and see what happens to niggas that keep running they fucking mouth

They get knocked the fuck out, nigga

[Swizz Beatz:]

La familia

If it ain't about the dog, we ain't feelin' ya'

A lot of rappers been soft for a long time

Bout to put the hoodie dog all times

They said pain is back

I said, naw, Bain is back

The Dark Knight blitzing with the hoodie on

Listen, I'll come through your block

Make all your niggas really missing

Where they at now?

You want that real shit, don't cha'?

You want that street shit, don't cha'?

[DMX:]

Real niggas recognize real niggas man

A real nigga ain't gonna go through the trouble of trying a real nigga

Cause he know a real nigga will get down just like he get down

And he don't want that headache

He'd rather push up on a soft ass nigga

He spot a bitch nigga from a mile away

And carry 'em just like, know what I mean?

Been To War lyrics - Godfather Of Harlem Cast (performed by Swizz Beatz, DMX & French Montana)

(from "Godfather Of Harlem: Season 2" soundtrack)

[Swizz Beatz:]

Ha

Woo

I done been to Hell (You heard?)

I done been to Hell

I done been to Hell

You motherfuckas tryna catch me, we just all gon' burn in Hell

I done been to jail

I don't give a fuck about doin' life or a jail cell

I done sold the drugs

I done came with the war, with the motherfuckin' dumb thugs

We don't really care

You tried to catch me motherfucker, I'ma burn this shit here, ah-ow

[DMX:]

I'ma march to the beat, I'm my own drummer

Let's get it on baby, we can go to war all Summer

I done been to jail, I done did numbers (Yeah)

I done been to Hell, I done been under (What?)

Difference between a boss and a runner

Whatever you thinkin', no way, uh-huh, I'm doin' what you wanna

Playin' the game in the off-season, niggas need to stop it (Please)

You gon' fuck around and end up, rolled up in a carpet (Come on)

Every time your man pull up with a car, Teddy get in

Don't do it, you think you chasin' but I'm just leadin' you to a dead end

Luck stops here, you motherfucker tweakin' too, that's buckshot you hear, fuck outta here

[Swizz Beatz:]

I done been to Hell

You motherfuckas tryna catch me, we just all gon' burn in Hell

I done been to jail

I don't give a fuck about doin' life or a jail cell

I done sold the drugs

I done came with the war, with the motherfuckin' dumb thugs

We don't really care

You tried to catch me motherfucker, I'ma burn this shit here, ah-ow

[French Montana:]

Ayy, I been to Hell and back (Back)

Now crack the ceiling back (Back)

Even if he told on me, I ain't tellin' back (Back)

You shootin' or you smokin'? (Smoke)

I'm servin' in the open (Open)

Fire on close range, my [?] gon' scope him (Bah-bah, bah, bah-bah)

Catch me if you can (Can), plan B ain't a plan (Plan)

Shootin' like that old one Marcus with the cane (Bah)

Can't be, servin' dog food and the candy (Yeah)

Shorty jerk me off like The Weeknd at the GRAMMY's (Ha)

Feds tryna get me like Rondo

Had the block jumpin' like Vince when he played for Toronto (Woo)

ZZ Buckets, see me cuffin' (Cuffin')

Every piece of jewelry is 3D bussin' (Bling)

Yellow French, yeah, with The Godfather trilogy

Best gift from France is the Statue of Liberty (Montana)

[Swizz Beatz:]

Catch, catch, catch

Ca-ca-ca-ca-ca, catch me if you can, nigga

I done been to Hell

You motherfuckas tryna catch me, we just all gon' burn in Hell

I done been to jail

I don't give a fuck about doin' life or a jail cell

I done sold the drugs

I done came with the war, with the motherfuckin' dumb thugs

We don't really care

You tried to catch me motherfucker, I'ma burn this shit here, ah-ow

Catch, catch, catch

Catch me if you can

Catch, catch, catch

Ca-ca-ca-ca-ca, catch me if you can, nigga

I done been to Hell, woo, ooh

I done been to jail, ah

We gon' all burn

Blood Red lyrics - DMX

Man, this is it

This is what they've been waiting for baby

This is what they've been waiting for

They've been waiting for the dog to scratch

They've been waiting for the dog to scratch

Already got Grand Champ status

Tell me how they feel about this?

All I see red, blood red

Fuck that nigga said? One dead

Gun to the head, didn't run

But instead, wash my hands and face

His blood, it shed

Never had it all, I was born demented

Fuck apologizing, if I said it, I meant it

If I don't like you, fuck you

Never pretending

Crash blew up and burned... that's how it ended

Urban legend, I heard it mentioned

Dog is right at home in the dirt and trenches

My birth's intentions... was the first to sentence

What's life without parole for the worst offenses

Senseless slaughters, kicked open the door

Why everybody gotta die?

Why our sons and daughters?

With orders, we are clear from the start

First, turn off the lights

And then murder whatever moves in the dark, nigga

Blood red!

Blood red!

If they don't know by now, they about to find out

Blood red!

Blood red!

How the dog get down, and what the dog is about

[Verse 2:]

Even though I know it is the truth, you don't mean it

You haven't earned it, you haven't seen it

Nightmares, all you can do is dream it

You run from it, and I end up in between it

What was the first curse, turned into a blessing

With burners that shit was burned, turned into a weapon

Built for war, bitch ass nigga

That shit I'm gonna spit will get you killed through the door

Found em on the floor... the fetal position

There is no or, came here with leave em intentions

Thought shit was funny, like shit you was saying was I'll

Until you made that left turn, and shit got real

When it come to rap, you cats got it all wrong

Got bars for days, but can't make a song

If you did half of what you said when you was flapping your jaw

Push dem bricks, the fuck yous rapping for? nigga!

Blood red!

Blood red!

If they don't know by now, they about to find out

Blood red!

Blood red!

How the dog get down, and what the dog is about

Blood red!

Blood red!

If they don't know by now, they about to find out

Blood red!

Blood red!

How the dog get down, and what the dog is about

They wasn't, they not ready!

They not ready! [x10]

C'mon man

My plan

It is not a fucking game

Catching The Same Hell lyrics - DMX

Dr. Cuess is in the house

Along with the Swing Mob

DMX the Great

And here we go to set things straight

For '92

Catching the same hell [3x]

Straight out the dark, DMX-X-X is

Coming through like a drop-top Lexus

Just know that I'm gonna be on every corner

Waiting for ya, just might make you wanna

Watch for shadows cause I be lurking, working

Bagging up, another dick jerking MC that wants to be like me

D-M-X T-H-E G-R-E-A-T

Back the fuck up, because I don't burn I singe

And even if you murder me, I'm getting revenge

And coming back to hawk you, stalk you

Everywhere you walk to, chump, from LA to New York to

Where ever you go, I'll be there like a shadow

Shoving a mic in your face 'cause it's a battle

You know my M-O, my name rings bells

And emcees are catching the same hell

Catching the same hell [3x]

They say D rock longer, so long is what I D

They say faster, so I multiply my speed by two

They say D get more aggressive, so I rock harder

And when they say "Fuck that nigga", then I'm a start a

War, it just might turn out to be

A six month motherfuckin' wrecking spree

Whatever happens happens and it don't get no hotter

Sleep on my kid, but I'm a do what I gotta

I strike at random, creep like the phantom

Next year, this song will be the National Anthem

The intensity of respect for me

That emcees have, is everything it's meant to be

I'm not the type to get hype and start frontin

Niggas talk a good one but ain't doin' nothing

No need to double check cause I kick game well

And emcees are catching the same hell

Catching the same hell [3x]

Get loose, I get cold like Juice

To cook that goose, produced by Dr. Cuess

And I'm the Grim Reaper, putting rappers in a sleeper

Like Barry White I'm getting "Deeper and Deeper"

Try to put me out for the count first crack

But like the Night of the Living Dead, X is coming back

For more war, for sure, I'll be the vic-tor

Skedaddle cause in a battle I'll break your jaw

Didn't you know that, the X is a pro at

Tearing up the microphone doing a show at

Where ever there's a set up, I go head up

Since you're strong [*spitting noise*], pick that up

I thought you learned a lesson, a Smith and Wesson

Not the one to be messing with, cause I'm the best in

The industry, the Dark Man is no joke

I'll make ya choke from the microphone smoke

You get hurt messing around with the X

Cause straight up and down I disrespects

In any context, whoever is next

I'm like a pair of Air Jordans, you're nothing but DEX

Sex, the X will make you beg for mercy

Barreled over that ass like Jackie Joyner-Kersee

Yeah, it ain't hard to tell

And emcees are catching the same hell

Catching the same hell [3x]

Catz Don't Know lyrics - DMX

Uh, it's that real shit yo

Grrr!

[1] - Can't stop

Gotta eat

Stepping on, my feet

Spread love, think it's sweet

Uh, uh, uh all you catz don't know

[Repeat 1]

Yeah baby, shit's about to jump off and

Lookin' for the bus to bring in my man from up north

Been like three years since when got knocked

Since he got caught

Punked up like five new blocks, holding down for it

Kept a nigga straight with money in the books

And them bitches is crooks who look out for other crooks

Took him shopping, money in his pocket is straight

Dropped him off at the wife's crib after we ate

Our estate was the next move for me

Had to make that nigga chill for at least two to three months

Cause when it's on, it's on

He didn't care

It's like slow down baby

The money ain't going nowhere

Keep in touch though and show how much your ass is with it

The dope flow is there and in a minute you can get it (come on)

You gotta watch a nigga just coming home in a game

Cause on the low we may just be trying to go against the grain

[Repeat 1 (2x)]

I never figured this nigga would pull this shit that he pulled

What is strange is the change that niggaz go through

When they're locked down and really can't hack it

A motherfucker like me handles a bid like a jacket

Strap it on my back, niggaz ain't built like me

And by the end, niggaz was like "Yo, why you killed Mike, D?"

Wasn't me, but yeah he had it coming to him

Used to be my dog, so I let my cousin do him

Sent him out of state with like half a brick down to my spot in VA

Cause the money comes quick

Half of that got fucked up before I even got the check in on him (damn)

But things happen so I really wasn't wreckin' on him (damn)

Got him up out of there and sent him down a little further

Ain't heard from him in two months, murder, murder

And from the next flight thinking I might have to steal something

This hungry shit will make a nigga wanna kill something (come on)

[Repeat 1 (2x)]

Listen, money is missing and it's hectic (what?)

Found the safe, checked it

Shit looks detected (what?)

Just what I expected when I got no word from him

Asked around but ain't nobody heard from him (uh-huh)

But money talks and most niggaz is snakes

So it wasn't long before his man was ready to take

Me to where he was at, checked my gat

Threw in a four clip, pumped myself up

Cause I can't go for that bullshit (come on)

Fuckin' with my last load of cash ain't the issue

It's just real fucked up when your man tries to diss you

Takin' back for niggaz in New York and how they told me so

Now I got to knock his boots, he owes me dough

Layin' up with a hoe, then he hit me with the sob story (come on)

The famous "Oh you didn't know I got robbed!" story (come on)

Told it's to me he should be grateful to

Fuck that bitch! Look at what she made you do

Now there's love lost and a double cross

Pointed at that bitch, turned her braids into sauce

So you wanna be with him (uh) and talk to me like I'm silly (yeah)

Five bottle of Mo on the floor, boxes of phillys (uh)

Ten g's in the shoebox under the bed

And for every g I put a fuckin' slug in his head

And from then, the moral of the story if you missed it

Is the grand is always gonna be there

Just never go against it

[Repeat 1 (2x)]

You cats must not know

Do You lyrics - DMX

[Intro]

That "T" would help though

Here we go again

Yeah, check it out, y'all

Check it out, check it out

Check it out y'all, check it out y'all

Straight Y.O. mother fuckers

Now days cats and middleman, little man, ain't controlling shit

Talk about holding bricks, but ain't holding dick

Niggas talk real slick, but that's about it

Soon as I see 'em headed my way, I cut them off quick

Must you beat me in my head everytime I come through?

It's shit like, everybody tells me I sound just like you

But you got me, got me? And you can't live without me

If I wasn't DMX, you wouldn't give a fuck about me

Ain't about "Dog I wanna be just like you"

How about you wanting to be just like you?

You can do what I do, just in your own way

Shit, I get niggas that ride big every fuckin' day (I-ight?)

If you got talent, talent is yours, it can't be mine

And it take you where it's gon' take you, it'll be fine

Let me hit 'em with the rewind

Do you and I'll do me

To me you'll see how real you'll be

[1] - Do you - Cuz what it boils down to it's true

Do you - Cuz you are held accountable for you

Do you - Is that really what you want me to see

Do you - Cuz I'mma do me, truley

Do you - Cuz what it boils down to, it's true

Do you - Cuz you are held accountable for you

Do you - Is that really what you want me to see

Do you - Cuz I'mma do me, truley

Hey yo dog, I got lyrics

Hey yo dog, I got beats (Word)

Damn, is this the type of shit I gots to put up with in the streets?

Used to be able to walk, not have to talk to nobody

Everywhere I go it's like I bring the whole party

It ain't about tryin' to follow or tryin' to be like

But if we all see it through the eyes of the Lord, we see a light (c'mon)

Just let me get a hold of the mic, I'll teach you a little something

Now the good things that go wrong because of a little frontin'

Express yourselves, be who you are, umm umm, you're a shining star

You don't even know what you got inside

How the fuck you gon' find out, you keep wanting to ride

Hey yo, I ain't gon' let it slide no more

You're best to go for what you know

Can't do you, then what you flow for

You ain't gon' get there tryin' to be me, dog

Look through your eyes, see what you see

[Repeat 1]

Like fuck it, you wanna be me? Here's what you do

Grow up neglected by both parents and still pull through

You gots to come up fucked up, get treated like shit

Then have your mother's new boyfriend smack you like a bitch Turn into a killer,

don't carry shottie

Cuz the way it's goin' down right now, you gon' kill somebody

Get a dog, walk the streets, learn what you need to learn

Better have a cause but because you'll get burned

You got 15 years without ever coming out

And beat your fist at the world and what they talkin' about

Then get locked up every two years

For two years keep it real, hold back all tears, face your fears

Become a man before your time, rap but live out your rhymes

Let 'em know what's on your mind, then you'll get your shine

In time, everything you hear will come true

But you won't be doin' me, you'll be doin' you

[Repeat 1 until fade]

Don't Call Me lyrics - DMX (with Rakim) (feat. Shontelle)

[Intro: Shontelle (DMX)]

Heyyy, yeahhh yeahhh (Wow)

Hmmm (Wow)

(Wow)

Ohh yeahhh (Thank you)

Yeahhh (Thank you for letting me be a part of this)

(Thank you)

Don't Call me

[Rakim]

I idolized my father, he taught me to survive the horror

Cause times is harder, the skies are darker

Look through the eyes of the snake, see inside the monster

To rise, need divide and conquer

If it's all about money, I don't respect your power, that's weak

They could prowl and devour, they cowards you ask me

Powers that be, mistreat us, mislead us

Thinking eventually we gon' bite the hand that feed us

Some of them, they tried to keep all up and from them

Move us all those and club them, eat, plural, it's on them

New order of the ages, out of many one

While the rest of us is calmed out of pennies

None us starving, it's problems we ain't fed quickly

Our brethren's would be the ones shaking heads with me

Jealousy, hate, lust and greed would spread quickly

Don't call me brother if you ain't breaking bread with me

[Chorus: Shontelle (DMX)]

Don't call me mother (Ohhh)

Don't call me sister (Nooo)

Don't call me brother (Whoooa)

Don't call me father (Don't call me! Don't call me!)

[Repeat]

[DMX]

Don't call me brother, we ain't got the same mother

Or the same father, you get down like the other

Don't speak on wisdom when you know you don't love her

Don't shake my hand when you wanna see me under

Don't talk slick behind my back

Don't walk like this when you act like that

You tryna bark on when instead you a cat

Come to your hood like "BAP! BAP! BAP!"

Mess with the kid if you want to

But your mans and them tell you it'll be the last thing that you would do

You built like a scooter, I'm built like a hummer

Was built like a tank, you don't want it baby, uh uh

Stop playing with D, it'll get you hurt

You a girl, you can't play in the dirt, you wear a skirt

You don't know a damn thing about putting in work

With your whole effin blocks up the murder type, arf

[Chorus]

[DMX]

Grrr

It's a start

And they don't know what it is

THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS!

AY! [14X]

[Shontelle]

No no no

[Chorus till fade]

Fallin' lyrics - DMX (feat. Keyshia Cole)

[Chorus:]

Father can you hear me when I'm callin' (callin', callin')

I need you to be near me when I'm fallin' (fallin', fallin')

[Verse 1: DMX]

Stop me Lord, I'm going down the wrong road

And I'm moving fast for a person with a strong load

But the weight I bare, I can't wait to share

Scrapped it there, my faith was always there

I'm a make it yeah, life is what it is

Nobody said that you would make it fair

And I'm a take it there, built for war

Gladiator with a good heart but built for more

But sometimes ain't enough sunshine till you dark cloud

Cause the devil on line, cause there was one time

You put your hand on me and said

Don't worry about where you go, cause you're being led

[Chorus:]

Father can you hear me when I'm callin' (callin', callin')

I need you to be near me when I'm fallin' (fallin', fallin')

[Verse 2: DMX]

Day gets hard, but it's supposed to

Call on God cause that's who I'm close to

Told him, I chose you

I was introduced to the Devil

And through it all, I still chose you

I needed you, you rose to the occassion

Stood beside me, no matter what I was facing

Here I go chasing the wrong thing again

But if I fall, I know it's you not him

That's be right there to pick me up

Put me back on my feet, ugh, lift me up

Plus you gave me the voice so I'm gon say it now

I love my God and I'm gon say it proud

[Chorus:]

Father can you hear me when I'm callin' (callin', callin')

I need you to be near me when I'm fallin' (fallin', fallin')

Friend Of Mine lyrics - DMX

[DMX]

Uh-oh! (GROWLS)

Don't tell me!(GROWLS)

Don't tell me it's another one of these PK joints!

Not another P. Killer joint!

OH MY MOTHERFUCKIN'GOD!

Uh, uh, uh

[CHORUS]

You better stop that

Before I come ridin' back (RIGHT BACK)

Right back to you (BACK TO YOU)

I know you wouldn't like that (OH NO)

We don't need no (WE DON'T NEED NO)

Extra offer see (WE DON'T NEED NO)

Wasn't really no friend of mine (WASN'T NO FRIEND)

Wasn't really no friend of mine (OF MINE)

[VERSE 1]

I'm part of the meek, started to speak, at age 10

Other kids were ridin' bikes, but that was the age when

I became a man, learned to stand, on my own

One dog, no bone, so young, so grown

Kid left home, shit got harder, kid got smarter

Did my part of the bad shit, I was the starter

Came from the heart of the hood, not lookin' too good

Fuckin' did what I could; ready to bitch in the wood

For all the shit you do, just when you think you sly

What goes around, comes around, the wrong damn time

Maybe too late, but damn, I shoulda did that back then

Shoulda thought about that then, now come on out the den

Slowly, Come on; keep your hands where I can see ‘em

You don't know me, but we already got wifey tied up in the BM

And know who set you up? That bitch with the crazy ass!

Another shorty, another party of your shady past!

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 2]

God don't like ugly, all that love me, wanna plug me

But fuck me, it's about “Is this really what you want G?”

The more dirt you do, the more dirt you get

More fake niggas that ride, that'll jerk your dick

The more you think your slick, but somebody sees everything

Sometimes the thieves never hang

They remain, outlaws, wild dogs, outdoors

Strippin' cats about yours, it's all about claws

Beggin', scratchin', weighin' and matchin'

You stayin with the batch, and playin' with what you catchin'

Do unto others, as you would have others do unto you, that's under you

You must first separate from, then connect with

Fuckin' with that X shit (WHAT), ‘cos this the best shit (WHAT)

Motherfuck the rest bitch (WHAT), it's all about this (WHAT)

Do what you do, and you get what you get!

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 3]

See what it boils down to, is that it all comes through

Remember what you do, cause it's gon' come true

A little harder than you did it, but that's the way it is

I aint know it be like this, but that's the way it is

Keep fuckin' with them kids, cause they all get grown and shit

When they get they own, what's gon' been that you shown ‘em?

Fuck how to take a bone? How to rob a nigga of his throne?

How to be left standin' alone?

Get a nigga gone, that aint right

Do it yourself, be a man and fight

Nigga earn your stripes, I damn sure earned mine

I already know your language, now try to learn mine

Dig ‘til you find, and when you find you keep

I done spelled it out for you, but you niggas is still asleep

6 feet deep, was just around the corner

Be surprised how many niggas, wanna, wanna!

[CHORUS X2]

Fuhgidabowdit lyrics - DMX

[LL Cool J]

Get the fuck out of here, I'm LL Cool

Soakin wet with bad bitches in the indoor pool

[Redman]

Yo what am I, an animal?

[LL]

Cuz I bagged your's too

One bad mooley, and you can get pants, schooly

I'm the G.O.A.T., what I wrote cause fire and smoke

Think I started on the choir singin solo for the pope

Tell your mama please, get up off her knees

You can't wear yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese

Open toed shoes, feet smell like collard greens

Toes *Kriss Krossed* like she on J. Dupris' team

Button your sittin up like beach balls in the sand plus

A mouth full of rotten teeth with a dildo in her hand

Who the fuck let you in, all my assistants are fired

Now I'm lookin for some washed up rapper that I can hire

You know some old school nigga wit a bit of attitude

Pay him $1500 to fuck a girl in an interlude

You say I'm souped up, well, soup is good food

So what I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that wrong

For so glowin, afro pickin

S-curl hatin, Jamaican rum sippin

[Method Man]

Kid I'll burp on your girl buttcheeks

[LL]

The honey had my nuts like two red beets

I'm banannas, out of my fuckin mind they won't let me back in

Cuz I was down before the hype like Dusty Rhodes and Bob Backlund

Bruno Samartino, Stan Staziak

Now The Rock and Stone Cold are my favorite maniacs

The top rooster pluckin, chickens when I'm cluckin

WWF stands for When and Where we Fuckin

Fuhgidabowdit

Yo kid

Fuhgidabowdit

Fuhgidabowdit

Yo, Fuhgidabowdit

Yo, ey, Fuhgidabowdit

Ey, ey, Fuhgidabowdit

Eh, Fuhgidabowdit

[Redman]

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

I'm like Menace II Society

I roll through the drive thru like Kane

Jack you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and datins too

See my boys down the ride crack patience too

Bricks, walk around, snorkel down

Maccaroni and cheese Timbs broke out the orphan house

Transportin out, the poison in 'em

Box 'em up in the aisle with the frozen dinners

[Method Man]

And them niggas that ran...

[Redman]

My goal's to get 'em

With the heat seekin flow wit, fo' antennas

Doc's Da Name, that's why y'all fuck wit me

I'm pocket change, the bums don't fuck with D

Objective in 'em, Carlo inspection sticka

Check the pen, I write like a X was in 'em

Teeth grittin, I brawl wit a major league mitten

[Meth]

Where the stash at

[Red]

Yo, yo, punk, M takin me wit him

Fuhgidabowdit

Yo, Fuhgidabowdit

Ayo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit

Yo, yo, yo, Fuhgidabowdit

Yo dog, Fuhgidabowdit

Yo you heard, Fuhgidabowdit

Ayo you hear me, Fuhgidabowdit

Yo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit

[Method Man]

Yo, this be the Cool J function, music get my blood pumpin

Down for whatever, which usually means I'm up to somethin

Who owe me somethin, them niggas in the back frontin

They rockin cuffs and, put the eight up, rappercussion

You know my name, so there's no need for introduction

I'm Mr. Done it all, so none of y'all can do me nothing

Bitch I'm grown, puffin on that one and bone

Bet me and Queen Bee be swingin til the honey come

Backs get blown, trash get thrown

In headlocks, from this view, I'm fuckin Star Jones

I'm red hot just like candy, in '95 won the Grammy

[Redman]

Yo, he use it as an ashtray now

[Method]

Niggas can't stand or understand me, yeah

Either or, funky headhunter wild comanchees wit shitty draws

What's that shit, what shit, that shit on your lip

I can't smoke wit ya kid, but I'll save ya the clip...

Fuhgidabowdit

Ayo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit

Yo, what the fuck, Fuhgidabowdit

Yo, Fuhgidabowdit

Uh, Fuhgidabowdit

Ayo dog, Fuhgidabowdit [DMX growl]

Bitches can't stand me, Fuhgidabowdit [DMX growl]

Still pullin out pennies, Fuhgidabowdit [DMX growl]

[DMX]

The shit I see every day brings tears to my eyes

How I holla at my niggas brings ears to my cries

Stick niggas for not knowin, then teach 'em somethin

Bitch niggas talkin bout you from the streets you frontin

I never liked you, and you, I don't know

So what the fuck you think is 'sposed to happen, we gon go

Mono on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon dust you

If you can't pick that afro, I'm gon bust you

Walkin like you was a lil nigga cuz you is

And don't forget that daddy's gonna always love his kids

Crackin niggas got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why

You guys will live while everybody else'll starve

That pretty shit is played, fuck what your name hold

Break a nigga off somethin, watch a nigga gain fo'

Now you layin somewhere cold, stiff as shit

And all that riffin shit, mens will get you hit, bitch

Fuhgidabowdit

Get Your Shit Right lyrics - DMX

[DMX:]

Grrrrrrr

Grrrrr

Grrr

[JD:]

Yeah.

[Chorus:]

To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly

An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high

An' all my playas world wide it's the shot or die

Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right

[x2]

First off, ya'll niggas know I don't slouch

An' as a kid I done did the shit you talkin' about

I'm from the South

Ya heard

Where niggas fly birds outta Impalas

Live lavish

From ATL to Dallas an' the little palace

Goin' once, goin' twice

Everyday, livin' nice

In the grey wit the ice

Makin' money rollin' dice

Livin' the life

That ya'll dream of

Puttin' niggas outta buissiness like Sony did to Sena

You seen us

The green stuff

An nuttin' else that's all I collect

I got the hots like the Lox

Money, Power and Respect

An' I can damn the check

That any of ya'll niggas spit

I stay hittin'

I ain't bullshittin'(he ain't bullshittin')

Nigga

Wit more glitter

Than M.J.

It's all pimp play

When it comes to me

An' ya'll muthafuckas know how JD gets down

An' those who don't it's a new sheriff in town

Feel me now

[Chorus x2]

[Mad Rapper:]

Yo, let me tell you were I'm at ya'll

Shits kinda sad ya'll

If you ride the buses or trains

Watch ya back ya'll

Who think he stallin?

I still ain't ballin'

An' I got wild bills

An' a crowd that keeps callin'

My dogs wanna hang(bark)

My bitches wanna bang

But it don't mean a thang

When all you got is change

That's why my women ain't dimes

Not even close to nines

Sorta like fives and sixes

Wit scars and stiches

Type of bitches that spit in yo' face like Alomar

Broke hoes without a car

snatchin' fruit from salad bars

Which one of ya'll come on, test me now

Me not goin' nowhere, you don't impress me now

So next time you see me up in them clubs

I'm probably scemin'

While you at the bar

Brick hard and fiendin'

I wait for 4 o'clock when yo' drunk ass is leavin'

Cause I paid to get in

An' now I gotta pray teethin'

[Chorus x2]

[DMX:]

Niggas goin' to parties

Thousand dollar shoes and jewels

You Begets what I be wantin' so I be bringin' the tool

Tryin' to snatch up all that ice that you came in

An' nigga D be flippin', yeah, money, it's the same shit

What you thought

Cause you bought

A joint

You might be able to creep a nigga

When he ain't on point

An' I can see it in yo' eyes that you comin' closer than tryin'

An' every step you take brings yo' ass closer to dyin'

An' I don't flow wit the dough

cause money comes and goes

Gimme the love of my thugs

Hoodrats and hoes

An' I'm good

Cause muthafucka I'm stain' in the hood

An' I'm gon' rip till I'm stiff like wood

You wishin' that you could

Keep it as real as me

An' you gon' know that the pain that you feel is me

When I get ill it be

Some next shit

Darkman

Muthafuckin X shit

Wreck shit

For respect bitch

[Chorus x4]

Getting Down lyrics - DMX (feat. Bazaar Royale, Big Stan, Kashmir)

[Intro: DMX]

Grrrrrrr.

Gettin down for what we stand for cause it don't stop

Once, the, Line's, crossed - BAZAAR!

[Verse One: Bazaar Royale - singing]

I am from the ghet-to

I don't do the dis-co

I just pull my pis-tol

Take a chunk of your soul

It's me who ride up by you

Police won't recognize you

Run up right behind you

To let my ratchet squeeze

And you don't want no drama

Pistol-whip your momma

Put that bitch in trauma

You don't wanna war with MEEEEEEE!!

[Chorus: DMX]

Gettin down for what we stand for cause it don't stop

Once, the, Line's, crossed

Gettin down for what we stand for cause it don't stop

Once, the, Line's, crossed

[Verse Two: Big Stan] + (DMX)

(Next out the gate is B.S.!)

Dog, I don't have to use the fifth to be a threat

I stand 6'3", 430, any less?

Motherfuckers want they shit split, I ain't the one to test

Understand what I'm sayin if NOT, how I figure

Nine to your tongue while I play with the trigger

Will make you understand what I say a lot quicker

Do we have an understanding? (YEAH!) My nigga

In case I be frontin know they really - DON'T WANT IT WITH MEEEE

Come comin with them hollows and heaters - TO PUT IT SIMPLYYYY

So if your team don't follow its leader - THEN COME AND GET MEEEE

But ALL you cowards better believe it - YOU COMIN WITH MEEEE!

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Kashmir] + (DMX)

(Next out the gate that bitch Kash!)

Dog, I'm known for gettin up in these niggaz ASS!

And they don't wanna, fuck with the bitch of this shit

Cause I position the hits

Speak with the nine, niggaz ain't ready for that shit that I spit

OH NO - get at these niggaz for SHO'

Cause once you cross the Line you already, know we get DOUGH

Dog, the quicker they slip, the quicker they ready

Holes in your Pelle, body laid up in the back of the deli

I thought, y'all already knew about me and these triggers

Get touched if you ever fuck with, me and these niggaz

The bitch is loose, got niggaz like, "Bitch you loose!"

I'm the realest bitch of them all cause I get down for what I stand for

[Chorus]

[Verse Four: DMX]

.. YO!!

Fuck I gots to say it for? You already KNOW!

I was goin dizzy, I get busy with the FLOW!

Oh, it's like that? Aight, AIYYO!

Niggaz comin through anytime, any-WHERE!

Pop up and pop niggaz up RIGHT THERE!

Put yo' man's brains in the motherfuckin AIR!

Pop pop pop, you drop drop drop.. stoppin

Look at, what I done to you niggaz

I don't wanna be your father, TIRED of sonnin you niggaz

And I'm sick of bein bothered, I'm confrontin you niggaz

And take this and run, in a minute, I'm huntin you niggaz

Go on now!

[Chorus]

Go To Sleep lyrics - DMX (feat. Eminem, Obie Trice)

[Eminem]

I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep

Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see

And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt

Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work

For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough

Cuz we, are just gonna be, enemies

As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of us

Coming to terms, where we can agree

There ain't gonna be, no reasoning, speakin wit me

You speak on my seed, then me, no speak-a ingles

So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless

You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh

And settle this face to face, and you're gonna see

A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen

And you're gonna see, this gangster beat on himself

I see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no help

Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies

When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only

We never met, but best believe you gon know me

When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony

Come on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me

Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me

You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful

I'm rid of you, all of you, Ja, you'll get it too!

[Chorus]

Now go to sleep bitch!

Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes

Go to sleep, bitch! (what?)

Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?

And go to sleep bitch! (what?)

Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye!

Go to sleep bitch! (what?)

Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah...

...Go to sleep bitch!

[Obie Trice]

We got you niggaz, nervous

On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not MC's, you'se worthless

You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please

You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third

You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin?

When lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when

You fuck with a label overseeing the Earth

Shady muthafucka, O. Trice's birth

And as I mold, I become a curse

So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf

Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who

Depicts fiction in his verse

And as I breathe, and you be deceased

The world believe you deceived just to speak

You'se not the streets, you'se the desk

Use not your chest nigga, use a vest

Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death

Six feet deep, nigga, that's the depth

[Chorus]

[DMX]

Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets

I'ma stay blazin New York wit the heat

Stalk on the beat, walk wit my feet

Understand my pain, the rain ain't sleet

Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going

Shit don't seep, then sleep not knowin

But I'ma keep growing, getting larger than life

Easy-going with the same one that started the fight

He be knowing how dog get, when dog gon bite

Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life

Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight

Cuz it's all good, it's all right

Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back

Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sac

Blood Line, and, we can go track for track

Damn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that?

[Chorus]

[Eminem]

All you motherfuckers, take that!

Here, take this too, bitch! Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Waaaaaahoo

We're killing all you motherfuckers dead, all of you

Fake ass gangsters! No more press! No more press!

Rot, motherfuckers, rot! Decay, in the dirt, bitch, in the motherfucking dirt!

Die nameless, bitch, die nameless! No more fame!

Ahhhhhhhhhh! Hahahaha

Yo X, come on man, Obie, let's go, haha

Grand Finale lyrics - DMX

[DMX - dialogue]

I ain't goin back to jail

Next time, the County or the State see me it's gonna be in a bag UHH!

This is it baby!

End of the road, ha hah!

When you a dawg, you a dawg for life!

You don't hear me though, you don't hear me though

You don't hear me though, c'mon, c'mon!

[Method Man]

Watch them young guns that take none, nobody safe from the Friday the 13th,

ghetto Jason Itchy trigger finger achin, snatch yo' ass out that S-Class for fakin, forty-fo' blast is a bloodbath

take your first step down a thug path

Ain't no love here, just slugs here Kids know the half you get plugged here,

that's just impossible for the weak to last now behold the unstoppable

Third eye watchin you, watchin me Throwin rocks from the penalty box,

cop a plea Young G we was born to die, don't cry for me

Just keep the heat closely and ride for me

Cause we family for better or worse,

you and I from the dirt, you snatch purse,

so hard it hurt to be here, and each year,

I'm pourin out more beer for deceased peers,

holdin fort

Police line 'Do Not Cross', they found his corpse

in the loft with the head cut off, and butt naked

Homicide the crime Method, add another killer verse to the murder record,

the Grand Finale

[Nas]

Hot corners, cops with warrants, every block is boring

Friday night, getting bent, lick a poem

My dawg, not even home a month yet,

and blaze a girl in the stomach, he robbin niggaz who pumpin

Lil' Blood got popped, by the Group Home cat

Everybody nervous in the hood, pullin they gats

Fiend yellin out, who got those? Go and see shorty snot-nosed,

he don't floss but he got dough Thug faces, fugitives runnin from court cases

Slugs shootin past for the love of drug paper

Queens cap peelers, soldiers, drug dealers

And God'll throw a beam of lightning down cause he feel us

May the next one, strike me down if I'm not the realest

The Mayor wanna call the SWAT team to come and kill us but,

dawgs are friends, if one see the morgue, one'll live to get revenge,

and we ride to the end Bravehearts blow the lye with Henn, and still rise

Took alive with live men, my man got three six-to-eighteen's and only five in,

the Belly of the beast Didn't wanna hear the shit I tried to tell him on the streets

It's irrelevant, the beast love to eat black meat

And got us niggaz from the hood, hangin off his teeth

We slangin to eat, bringin the heat Bulletholes, razor scars is the pain in the street

huh

[Ja Rule Chorus: (repeat 2X)]

When you a dawg you a dawg for life (ride or die)

My dawgs feel pain from love (see eye to eye)

Give us one shot at life (let us fly)

Come on niggaz! (we dawgs for life)

[DMX]

Uhh, I've lost my grip on reality or so it would seem

Pinch myself to wake up, cause I KNOW it's a dream

Niggaz that don't know me see me and think I'ma rob em

Niggaz that know me well see me and think I'ma problem

I'm just a nigga that's misunderstood

But word to God I turn your last name to Underwood

Cause if I see it, I'ma take it and run with it, that's me

What type of bullshit is this nigga on? That's D

The dawg come and getcha outside

The more blood flows, when I plug holes with the snub nosed

Gun blows, bullets whistle, wouldn't miss you

Hit you all up in your mouth like it tried to kiss you

Drama, it's right here, how MUCH YOU NEED?

Beat you down with gat see how MUCH YOU BLEED

How MUCH YOU PLEAD, for your life, you was a killer

And all the bitches comin up out that ass you feelin, gettin realer

Now beg for your life, one more time, one more crime one more nine,

c'mon cry nigga It's over! This is the shit, that hits hard

You either the last one standing, or the last one to fall

[Chorus]

I Can I Can lyrics - DMX

Uh, Ruff Ryderz, DMX, Swizz Beatz

[Verse 1]

I be, I be that dog that gots to flow

That's why, that's why baby I gots to blow

And you, and you know it's straight from the gutter

Because, because it's gettin darker than a mother

Slow down, slow down partner you movin too quick

Oh now, oh now gotcha, your crew and them sick

What now, what now nigga, you feelin this shit?

But how, but how is this nigga killin this shit

Don't think, don't think that it couldn't happen again

Don't blink, don't blink cuz I put a (?) in your chin

Then what, then what niggas is gonna see you dead

For what, for what over some shit a bitch said

But why, but why did your life mean so liitle?

I tried, I tried but you got me caught up in the middle

This is, this is what it all comes down to

I did, I did what a nigga had to do, come on

[Hook]

Don't worry 'bout me

Cuz I'm a be the dog that I am, you know, D

The type of nigga that y'all niggas love when you see

So y'all, don't worry bout me, ya hear me?

[Verse 2]

What's up, what's up with that nigga they call D?

I am, I am what niggas is tryin to be

And will, and will continue to do my thing

They love, they love all that dark shit that I bring

Know why, know why? Cuz I keep it realer than you

You can't, you can't cuz of all the shit that you do

You know, you know just what I'm talkin about

You asked, you asked nothin bout runnin your mouth

A bitch, a bitch what you thought niggas couldn't tell?

You flipped, you flipped after two days in a cell

Good thing, good thing I knew what was on your mind

You sing, you sing but you still gon do your time

No bail, no bail cuz they don't believe your story

Oh well, oh well guess you gon do that forty

I'm here, I'm here still gettin platinum plaques

You there, you there still tryin to watch your back

[Hook X 4]

DMX other songs:

 

I Wish lyrics - DMX (feat. Seal)

[Chorus:]

I wish I could touch you, I wish I could see you.

I wish you could talk to me, cause now I wanna listen.

[Verse 1:]

I wish upon a star, wish upon the night.

I wish that everything that happens in the dark, comes to the light.

I wish upon the days, wish upon the dream.

I wish that everybody only said, what they mean.

I wish I could have caught you, before you fell.

I wish nobody had to go to hell.

I wish Adam wouldn't have listened to Eve, when he bit the apple.

I wish the Ku Klux Klan didn't own Snapple.

I wish that nobody had to ever know the pain, that comes with the mental rain.

I wish that no parent ever have to bury a child.

I wish you wouldn't hurry to get wild.

I wish for so many things, in so little time.

I wish all this wishes weren't mine.

But all I can do, is wish and hope it comes true.

Pray to God and hope it comes true!

Have Faith!

[Chorus:]

I wish I could touch you, I wish I could see you.

I wish you could talk to me, cause now I wanna listen.

I wish I could be real, I wish I could meet you.

I wish you could talk to me, cause now I wanna listen.

[Verse 2:]

(I feel you X. Let me tell you what I wish for)

I'm wishin' there was no hunger or starvation.

That God'll take back the nation from Lord's satin

I wish I never popped pills, that I robbed from my grandpap, dyin' in a hospital.

I wish I didn't lust more, I wish I could trust the Lord for a month or more.

I wish I could physically touch or see Jesus in the flesh leavin' nothin' left to stress

I'm wishin' we were focused on the hopeless, broke n', strugglin' mothers who are dope sick

I'm wishin' New Orleans hadn't looked like an over flooded pool, with no chlorine

I'm wishin' Bill Clinton would return and I don't care, let him get his nuts sucked through the whole term

I wish I wasn't so selfish, I wish I ain't chase this cake, like I don't know what wealth is

[Chorus:]

I wish I could touch you, I wish I could see you.

I wish you could talk to me, cause now I wanna listen.

I wish I could be real, I wish I could meet you.

I wish you could talk to me, cause now I wanna listen.

[Bridge:]

And the hours, and the minutes, and the seconds

Are just as important, take, nothin' for granted

And try to hold on, to LOVE, cause now I,

[Chorus: x2]

I wish I could touch you, I wish I could see you.

I wish you could talk to me, cause now I wanna listen.

I wish I could be real, I wish I could meet you.

I wish you could talk to me, cause now I wanna listen.

I wish I could touch you, I wish I could see you.

I wish you could talk to me, cause now I wanna listen.

I wish I could be real, I wish I could meet you.

I wish you could talk to me, cause now I wanna listen.

Listen, listen, listen, listen.

I'm Gonna Crawl lyrics - DMX

Uh

Live and learn

Life's a lesson (life is a lesson)

And I'm the teacher

[CHORUS:]

Dyme enters chorus after first verse

First I'm gonna crawl, uh (crawl)

Then I'm gonna walk, uh huh (walk)

Then I'm gonna stand, uh huh (stand)

Then I'm gonna talk, uh (talk)

Then I gotta learn, what (learn)

In order to teach, (teach)

Then I gotta burn (burn)

In order to reach (reach), my niggas

[Verse 1]

Yo, I see what I see, day by day

Hopin that the Lord can, pave my way

Have I been forgotten, have I forsaken

Or maybe I'm just wrong with the moves that I've been makin

Hatin others cuz they hate me, over envy

Wanna send me, when we used to be friendly

Think I started off on top? With multi platinum albums?

Naw dog, I started off on the block

I just did shit to get shit

Niggas always knew I was down to hit shit

That's why I stay wit shit

Played with shit, but it wasn't a game

First time locked down, wasn't the same

A whole new world, nothin but close to steel

Niggas gettin split for real, miss a good deal

They aint call nobody, cuz don't nobody care

They got my back against the wall, fuck it I'm just here

[CHORUS 2X]

[Verse 2]

Dog it's like this, when the fog is type thick

A nigga might flip, and a nigga bite quick

But I stay focused on what's important

Supportin my family, fuckin with my dogs and reportin

According to the man upstairs, we all got our own problems

So why the fuck you worryin about theirs

It was a long time ago, look awake, cuz he'll leave you

I hear none, speak none, see none, evil

All I can do is teach you, what I know

How I flow, how I get down, where I go

Maybe what I been through, will send you

Somewhere, other then where, dreams all out the window

I love my people, all of my people

And God gon keep me callin my people

You gots to live life to the fullest

It aint always about the size of the gun, sometimes it's the bullet

[CHORUS 2X]

[Verse 3]

Every day we live and learn, take it step by step

And we create our own path, until there's no life left

I hold my death, off for as long as I can

Knowin my man, is plottin with the chrome in his hand

Supposed to be fam, but niggas get shady over money

My nigga, pull out the 380 over money

Crazy over money, can't do without it

I got other shit to deal with, I'm like forget about it

It's the one I don't know but must teach that comes first

Because he comes with the thirst of a nigga that tatted the worst

It's like a curse that's to be lifted, he was there but he gripped it

Got a call and he shifted, once he found out he was gifted

Gotta kick it from the heart, and I hope you got it

It was there from the start, I just hope you spot it

Cuz it's my blood on paper, my soul on paper

Words to live by will leave a hole in the paper

[CHORUS]

I'm Gonna Start This lyrics - DMX

Oh oh, what have they done now?

I want everybody who can see me, to put ya motherfuckin Xs in the air!

Grrr... You Know!

When the dog is on the stage!

C'mon baby!

Y'all niggas gots to make mo motherfuckin noise to that!

C'mon! What? C'mon! C'mon! C'mon!

What? C'mon!

Now bounce! Bounce! Now bounce! Now bounce! Bounce! Bounce! Bounce! Bounce!

(DMX)

Grrr... Grrr... Grrr...

What? What? What?

One two one two, come through run through

Gun who, oh you don't know what the

(Gun do!)

Some do, those that know are real quiet

Let me think you wanna try it, fuck around and

(Start a riot!)

Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the hardest

rap artist and I'ma start this

Shit up foreal, get up and feel, my words

I make herbs split up

(And squeal)

Ill is all I've been hearin lately

Niggaz hate me, wanna duck tape me and make me

put their brains on the wall, when I brawl

Too late

(For that 911 call)

Niggaz stay beefin but a lot of them bluffin

But not me because I'ma nigga that can get out of them cuffs

You think a lot of them tough

Not just for frotin

When I hit them niggaz like

('What you want?')

The battle turns into a hunt

With the dog right behind niggaz chasin em down

We all knew that you was pussy

But I'm

(Tastin it now)

And never give a dog blood

because raw blood

I have a dog like one bitin whatever

(What?)

All up in ya gut

Give it to them raw like that

and ain't no love I do em all like that

Four right up in they back

Clak Clak

Close your eyes baby, it's over

Forget it, happened in front off your buildin but

Nobody knows who did it

Inc Anthem lyrics - DMX

[Intro: Jay-Z]

Whut the Fuck?

Niggaz, Ya'll Ready for this

Bitches, Ya'll ready for this

Ha, alright. Let's bounce

[Verse 1: Jah Rule]

I'm startin' to flow

You know,

That's what niggaz wit do do, yo

Red means stop, Green means go

Right now I see green

You wanna stop

Oh No

What are you anyway nigga, Friend or Foe

Don't Fuck wit me, or I-N-C

Nigga, what the fuck, are you crazy

Can't believe dat shit, tryin' act swayze

You'd be better off lazy

So shut the fuck up right now, and maybe

Murder I-N-C will show mercy

Cuz first b

We don't fuck wit' dem, uninterested niggaz

You know who I'm talkin about

Those niggaz that started to bust out

Soon as our first joint came out

Holla Holla, if I could have a Dolla

for every Nigga that hated me soon as I-N-C was on Blaze

But I don't give a fuck

I said not a flying Fuck

Ja Rule, Murder I-N-C, make ya say Whut Whut

[Hook: Jay-Z, Ja Rule, and DMX]

The Murder I-N-C

Yeah Nigga

Just you and me

Fuck around

Catch bullet from me

Cause There ain't no fuckin' around

Whenever the I-N-C is in town [3x]

[Verse 2: DMX]

(Dog growling, then Barking)

D-M-X, my dogs gonna bite you

Gonna fuck you up, just cause they like to

How the fuck you gonna fuck around wit' organized crime

God damn, we live what we speak in every fuckin' rhyme

Yo, Ja (What the Deal, X?)

Here's a twenty, go get me a fuckin' dime

Now, back to this murder shit

Light my fuse, my teeth begin to grit

Party wit' my crew, fuck you

You ain't playin' wit no screw, or a smack

cause when I attack, I never take back

Anything bad I do or say, cause yo that shit is wack

And I just luv when you niggaz bring your whole crew

It's just sme more beef to stick you to

and Fuck You, now it's plain to see,

It ain't to smart fuckin' wit' Murder I-N-C

[Hook:]

[Verse 3: Jay-Z]

Dem Niggaz ain't prepared

For dis shit we prepared

got every nigga scared

cause of all the fuckin' shit that we shared

And don't none of them niggaz

wanna fuck around

We're never gonna find a common ground

Many niggaz wanna know, does murder sound like this

We're three Hip-Hop Philanthrapists

but, we don't give no muney, we don't give a fuck so...

When the light is green

It's time to go

I don't care who you know

You still payin' full price, to our show

Fuck no, I won't give 'em to you free or with a discount yo

Cuz

You ain't gettin' nada from us

Cause niggaz always get a lotta money from us

That ain't the thug way

Nigga, don't try and play

Hold the fuck up, are you gay

No

Well anyway

It's time to say

final goodbyes

and one more thing, this shit I just rapped about

and none of it are lies

Next step is to come in, fuck your boo

when I'm through

all she'll be able to say is Jigga Whut Jigga Who

and ask her who her man is

she'll tell you

She'll put her finga on the trigga

pull and yell Jigga my Nigga

[Hook:]

It's A War lyrics - DMX

Where you at, baby?

I don't hear you!

I don't hear you!

I see those! I see those [laughs]

There's a lot of motherfuckers in here, dog

Yeah

Is it on? ([Crowd:] YEAH!)

Is it on? ([Crowd:] YEAH!)

IS IT ON? ([Crowd:] YEAH!)

C'mon! Uh! C'mon! What?

Is y'all motherfuckers ready for the ruff ryde!

When I speak I'm understood, my decision is wood

See what I'm able to see, 'cause my vision is good

It's like I see through the eyes of a wise old man

So I chill, and when I can kill this guy's whole fam

Something better to be thought dumb and remain silent

Then to open your mouth and remove [?] 'cause if it came violent

See I'm gonna give it to you straight, so you don't ask anymore

You don't really want what you

([Man:] Asking me for)

It's a war when it's on it's on, when I'm long

Till I'm gone and I ain't got long

But while I'm here, y'all niggaz gonna burn

Be [?] after this money and y'all niggaz gonna learn

All this fucking weak you've been talking about that driveby

And they did nothing but

([Man:] Driveby's)

Listen shorty I'm telling you this for your own good

Everybody is the man in they own hood, for real

Do my ladies run this motherfucka? (YEAH!)

Or do my dogs run this motherfucka? (YEAH!)

Do my ladies run this motherfucka? (YEAH!)

Or do my dogs run this motherfucka? (YEAH!)

Uh-huh!

I don't hear you!

I don't hear you!

Arf arf arf! Arf! Arf!

It's Murda lyrics - DMX

[DMX:]

URRRRRRR

Uh huh

Y'all motherfuckers ready or what?

Is y'all motherfuckers ready or what?

I don't think you are

I don't think so!

They got my back against the building

I'm the villian that's creeping around corners

Like shorty you see them niggas reaping around, warn us

Unless he coming through, gunning through, running through

So be careful what you do

See them slugs might come to you

As long as I can remeber, the streets have kept me safe

And ever since that time in December, the heat's been in my waist

I need an extra set of eyes so I keep my dogs with me

Doctor says let them die till this fucking dog bit me

I don't know whats wrong with me

But it seems like since you heard of us

Y'all niggas been wanting to murder us

(?) the third of us

Still against me

And wanting to see me in the box

Grilling me all crazy when you see me in the locks

Leave you dead (red?) like fox

Ain't nothing funny about that

I see you in a coma, ain't coming up out that

You hold on for too long and they ain't pulling the plug for you

I'll run up in the joint myself and bust another slug for you

It's murda

It's murda motherfuckers

[Jay-Z:]

I take a squat then post up with the toast up

I bring beef to a closure

Know somethin?

(?)

I'm loathesome

I scream out fuck the world then I throw something

Niggas scheming hard but fuck it, it's the god

I leave bullets lodged leave you leaning on your broad

And our punks leave you gagged up in your car

Slumping Kennedy-style with your memory out

What the fuck y'all want?

Daddio with the calico

Let the gaty blow leave you bleeding on your patio

I leave rivals on their backs looking up at the sky blue

Not only do I leave you I hide you

I before you

X and Ja-Rule

Death before the (sauna??) now and prior to

Boss man spy on you

Conspire you

Me die before you?

You liar, you

Niggas is dead off the hits I improve

Fuck it, I got the feds who ain't buy it to

Y'all niggas don't listen

When the streets are in prison

When we find them we twist them

They fucking up missing

Y'all don't understand we want y'all all to hate it

It's murda

Murder incorporated

It's murda

In crime we all related

It's murda

See if y'all can fake it

[Ja-Rule:]

I'ma murderer and murdering anything that moves

Through ya nine niggas

Straight do or die niggas

Caught up and fall victim to the worst shit

X, Jigga, and Ja as expected

Shot on the world and reflect it

Niggas don't respect it

So get it the worst way

Fuck with the wolves you get hunted like prey

Shot up in broad day

Now everybody want you

I'm feeling like: stupid didn't the inc. warn you the first time

It's murda

Whenever you see blood

It's murda

Lay you down for the love

That's us

Leave the lights on

Knife through your windpipe

Cause most of your niggas ain't cut right

You thinking it's alright

But it ain't

I'm paralyzing clowns up and down from the waist

Giving niggas facelifts and taking it

While making you bleed

And if I got a taste of the shit I'm taking more than you need

It's nothing but love between me, you, and these slugs

Hit him up wrap his body up in (?) rug

Who holding the heat?

Who leaving niggas cold in the street?

Y'all know me, ya (?), Ja-Rule the O.G.

Niggas better watch me closely

Get a grip, it's hennessy that fuels all that murdery shit

When I look in the mirror my reflection is killer

Jigga, X, Ja niggas

It's murda

It's On lyrics - DMX

Ugh Dmx

Clueminati

Is ya'll motherfuckers ready for the Ruff Ride!

Grrrrr!

[1st Verse]

When I speak I'm understood, my decision is wood

See what I'm able to see, (ugh) cuz my vision is good

It's like I see through the eyes of a wise old man

So I chill, and when I can kill this guy's whole fam

Something better to be thought dumb and remain silent

Then to open your mouth and remove (?) cuz if it came violent

See I'm gonna give it to you straight, so you don't ask anymore

You don't really want what you asking me for

It's a war (ugh), when it's on it's on, when I'm long (what)

Till I'm gone and I ain't got long

But while I'm here, (ugh) ya'll niggaz gonna burn

Be (?) after this money (what) and ya'll niggaz gonna learn

All this fucking weak you've been talking about that driveby

And they did nothing but driveby's

Listen shorty I'm telling you this for your own good

(Uhh) Everybody is the man in they own hood, for real

[Chorus x4]

Yeah cuz if it's on it's on

Bitch niggas keep frontin' then your ass is gone!!

[2nd Verse]

I always keep my enemies the closest (uhh)

Always make sure I know where the toast is (uhh)

Always cover my tracks when I creep

Always get away when I'm done to relax to D

I always know the rules of the game before I play

And always keep enough dough to know I'm good for the day

Always walk my dogs off the leash and

Always get my thoughts off the streets and

Always will ever lend a hand in borrow

And always no matter what plan for tomorrow

I always pay my respects to the dead

I always take at least one blunt to the head

Now always know -- (cut off) is gonna end up getting fucked

And always know-- (cut off) is gonna end up getting stuck!

I'm always strapped; I'm always cracked

I've always rapped; it's always that

Always black

[Chorus x4]

[3rd Verse]

Never try to knock off rock on the block that ain't yours

Never take a man's life cuz you hate yours

Never become so involved with something that it blinds you

Never forget where you from someone who reminds you

Never take for granted what's been given as a gift

And if I sleep on -- (cut off) left that nigga stiff

Never turn your back on -- you don't trust

Never turn your gat on -- and don't bust

Never expect to give away with cent -- more than twice

Never forget you could get it too for a price

Never bring a two and -- if you scared to die

Never gonna do it -- if you scared to drive

Never gonna be another day it gets dark

Never get it -- here for the heart

Never say never, cuz I never thought, this never thought never

Ever caught better, getting cheddar, with doing better, Dmx!

[Chorus x4]

Uhh Dmx

Clueminati

9-8

Ruff Ryder's

Motherfucker

Ya'll niggaz don't know, how it's gonna go, For real (uhh!)

It's Dark & Hell is Hot

Y-O Motherfucker

School Street

Home of the Brave we all here baby

Mundo! Telemundo!

What!

Just In Case lyrics - Swizz Beatz, Rick Ross & DMX

(from "Godfather Of Harlem" soundtrack)

[Rick Ross]

Tryna touch ten figures, oh

Lay on my back watching the ceiling fan

I had a dream to touch a kilo gram

I seen your bitch through my Cazal shades

Skull and bones 'til I die, nigga, well paid (Damn)

Got on my khakis out in Tallahassee (Jeez)

Sahari desert and I'm even flashy

Still at odds with the Irish mob

Rolls Royce down Malcom X boulevard

Lord, these niggas really out here preying on me

Got the.40 on me, and it's staying on me

Snow White mink like I'm Dutch Schultz

Run the books and let me show you how the numbers look

You can't be lucky like you Luciano

The kilos come in like they new pianos

Fat boy got the big body

Coast to coast, I could shoot product

They wanna see you up in Alcatraz

Forbes list, [?] and you falling fast

Fuck this, hell nah, nigga, want it back

Eight figures, count it all and I call a cab

Get the drift, time to get a lift (Uh)

I'm gettin' rich so it's hit or miss (Woo, woo)

[Swizz Beatz:]

Open up my window again (Yeah)

Open up my window again (Yeah)

I can hear death calling my name (It's calling)

I can hear death calling my name (It's calling)

I swear to God things ain't gon change (Change)

I swear to God things ain't gon change (Change)

I keep a revolver with' your name (Yeah)

I keep a revolver with' your name, just in case

[DMX:]

I'm a hood nigga, I know why they love me

I'm on some underground shit, just like the subway (Uh huh)

Battle niggas in the streets and murder whoever you brought on this fucking stage

I'm the fucking plague, I'm global warming

I'm the Ebola virus, my niggas is pirates

Prepare for violence, silence

How many times you been behind the wall? None

You either snitching or lying about the shit you done

You ain't never move a brick 'less you was building a house

You ain't never put a nigga out with the gun in his mouth

Only thing you ever shot was pool

Only thing you ever cut was class

Y'all niggas is ass (What?) (Woo)

[Swizz Beatz:]

Open up my window again (Yeah)

Open up my window again (Yeah)

I can hear death calling my name (It's calling)

I can hear death calling my name (It's calling)

I swear to God things ain't gon change (Change)

I swear to God things ain't gon change (Change)

I keep a revolver with' your name (Yeah)

I keep a revolver with' your name, just in case

Keep Your Head Up lyrics - DMX

[Hook]

Keep your head to the sky

Keep your head to the sky

[Verse 1]

When I think I don’t deserve it, I think about Jesus

And the fact that he was perfect and he thinks that I’m worth it

I know I got a purpose

So when I don’t like what I see in the mirror

I learn to look passed the surface

Believe me God heard this,

Cause these words came from my heart

I was in pain, it was dark

Then came the spark to light down the road

To let me know that he would lighten up my load

And it’s gon’ get greater, later

God only wants the best for me

But the devil’s a hater

I can see his eyes through the smiles of fake friends

If yall think hate wins just keep

At the end of the day who’s will will you think will prevail

Or will you live to tell

Miracle after miracle it comes true

The spiritual individual within you

[Hook]

Keep your head to the sky

Keep your head to the sky

[Verse 2]

Lord if you hear me,

You know that I’m coming to you sincerely

I need you near me, please feel me

I’m sick and I need for you to heal me

I’m lost and looking for the real me

I’m tired and weary

Haven’t been able to see things clearly

And even though I know you love me dearly

I still get leery

So where does that leave me?

Lost and alone

I wanna call god but it’s like I lost my phone

Every day is a struggle cause I juggle my problems

Need to let go and let God

Cause only he could solve them

I’m tired of lying to myself

Thinking I could do it on my own

When I get left alone

When the devil sneaks in and creeps in

Knocks on the door lightly than peeks in

And it’s usually around the weekend

Then I get reckless and jump off the deep end

Come on

[Hook]