What These Bitches Want lyrics - DMX (feat. Sisqo)

What these bitches want from a nigga?

What these bitches want from a nigga?

What these bitches want from a nigga?

Ayo, dawg, I meet bitches, discrete bitches

Street bitches, slash, Cocoa Puff sweet bitches

Make you wanna eat bitches, but not me

Y'all niggas eat off the plate all you want, but not D

I fucks with these hoes from a distance

The instant they start to catch feelings

I start to stealin' they shit

Then I'm out just like a thief in the night

I sink my teeth in to bite

You thinkin' life, I'm thinkin more like, "Whassup tonight?"

Come on, Ma, you know I got a wife

And even though that pussy tight

I'm not gon' jeopardize my life

So what is it you want from a nigga?

I gave you, you gave me

Bitch, I blazed you, you blazed me

Nothin' more, nothin' less

But you at my door willing to confess

That it's the best you ever tested

Better than all the rest, I'm like, "Aight, girlfriend, hold up

I gave you what you gave me, boo, a nut!"

What these bitches want from a nigga?

What you want? (What you want?)

What these bitches want from a nigga?

Really want...

What these bitches want from a nigga?

I've been keepin' you up on it

Bling bling'n, all that jewelry, girl, I bought it

What these bitches want from a nigga?

Ayo, tell me what you want from me

Baby, tell me what you want from me

(So what you want?)

There was Brenda, LaTisha, Linda, Felicia

Dawn, LeShaun, Ines, and Alicia

Teresa, Monica, Sharron, Nicki

Lisa, Veronica, Karen, Vicky

Cookie, well, I met her in a ice cream parlor

Tonya, Diane, Lori, and Carla

Marina, Selena, Katrina, Sabrina

About three Kims, LaToya, and Tina

Shelley, Bridget, Cathy, Rasheeda

Kelly, Nicole, Angel, Juanita

Stacy, Tracie, Rohna, and Ronda

Donna, Ulanda, Tawana, and Wanda

Were all treated fairly, but yet and still

Bitches is on some other shit

Now that I'm fuckin' with Dru Hill

But I'ma keep it real

What the fuck you want from a nigga?

What the fuck you want from a nigga?

What these bitches want from a nigga?

What you want? (What you want?)

What these bitches want from a nigga?

Really want...

What these bitches want from a nigga?

I've been keepin' you up on it

Bling bling'n, all that jewelry, girl, I bought it

What these bitches want from a nigga?

Ayo, tell me what you want from me

Baby, tell me what you want from me

(So what you want?)

Ayo, I think about when a nigga didn't have

And a nigga told a joke, and the bitches didn't laugh

See, now I do the math, I see if you got this

And this and this to some cats, that nigga's the shit

And that's all they fuckin' with

But see these bitches don't know

If these bitches ain't for real, these bitches don't go

Knock on door, no show, I'm asleep, tryin' to creep

With yo' best friend, put it in, dig deep

X, let me talk to 'em for a minute

Oh, I know, I know it's so hard to be (what these bitches want from a nigga?)

A victim of my reality (what these bitches want from a nigga?)

Heard you callin' me names, said I was trife (what these bitches want from a nigga?)

One thing you gotta know, I'ma be a nigga for life

What these bitches want from a nigga?

What you want? (What you want?)

What these bitches want from a nigga?

Really want...

What these bitches want from a nigga?

I've been keepin' you up on it

Bling bling'n, all that jewelry, girl, I bought it

What these bitches want from a nigga?

Ayo, tell me what you want from me

Baby, tell me what you want from me

(So what you want?)

What's My Name lyrics - DMX

This is the fuckin shit I be talkin about

Half rappin' ass mothafuckers

You think it's a game? You think it's a fuckin GAME?

Come on, uh, uh, uh

Come on, uh, uh

What'cha really want

What'cha really want, what

D-M-X, uh, uh

Come on, Ryde or die

Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo

What's my name?

DMX and I be the best, you see the rest they looking like they need a rest

One more time

I'ma spit at you some shit that's gon get at you be fuckin with your mind

Stop talkin shit

'Cause you out there runnin' your mouth and really don't know who you fuckin with

Here we go again

How many times do I have to tell you rap niggas I have no friends?

You still actin up

Runnin around here like some brand new pussy that's about to get fucked

The game don't stop

I'm still gettin down for whatever whenever that's why my shit is hot

Can't keep it real

Now, some of us do but most of us don't that's just how a nigga feel

I shed blood

For my people that'll keep you lookin see-through whenever you try to creep through

D-M-X, If you want it we got it

Come and get it nigga we wit it, all you gotta do is set it baby

Ryde or die

What ya niggas want, uh, uh, what ya niggas want

D-M-X, If you want it we got it

Come and get it nigga we wit it, all you gotta do is set it baby

Ryde or die

What ya niggas want, uh, uh, what ya niggas want

You still playin games

You gon' think it's a joke until they no longer remember your name

That's how we do 'em

Make cowards disappear into thin air by puttin shit through 'em

Never comin' back

Last time you saw that nigga is the last time you'll see that nigga

No more deaths

'Cause in a minute you gonna have grandma bein the only family member left

Bust my gun

If I gots to kill a nigga but I'm always down for the one on one

Dog for life

We gon get to the bottom of this shit if it takes all night

Stop drop, open up shop

Fake up-north niggas screamin' for the cops

Ryde or die

What that mean is that a tell a nigga bye-bye and pop him in his right eye

D-M-X, If you want it we got it

Come and get it nigga we wit it, all you gotta do is set it baby

Ryde or die

What ya niggas want, uh, uh, what ya niggas want

D-M-X, If you want it we got it

Come and get it nigga we wit it, all you gotta do is set it baby

Ryde or die

What ya niggas want, uh, uh, what ya niggas want

Look at all these off brand niggas

Runnin' around yappin' about they be holdin figures as big as Jigga's

That's that bullshit

Hope they know that around me talkin' about what you got will get you hit

I'm not a nice person

I mean I'd smack the shit out you twice dog and that's before I start cursin'

I stay flippin'

One minute I'm cool, the next minute I'm up on a nigga, rippin'

That's my style

I'm a cruddy nigga leave you all bloody nigga, service with a smile

Suck my dick

And while you niggas that's been to jail before know it's about to get thick

Let's get it on baby

You gonna be goin' against 4 niggas at once and you think I'm crazy?

I've lost my mind

And I'm about to make you lose yours too from far away one time

D-M-X, If you want it we got it

Come and get it nigga we wit it, all you gotta do is set it baby

Ryde or die

What ya niggas want, uh, uh, what ya niggas want

D-M-X, If you want it we got it

Come and get it nigga we wit it, all you gotta do is set it baby

Ryde or die

What ya niggas want, uh, uh, what ya niggas want

D-M-X, If you want it we got it

Come and get it nigga we wit it, all you gotta do is set it baby

Ryde or die

What ya niggas want, uh, uh, what ya niggas want

D-M-X, If you want it we got it

Come and get it nigga we wit it, all you gotta do is set it baby

Ryde or die

What ya niggas want, uh, uh, what ya niggas want

D-M-X!

More 2 A Song lyrics - DMX

Uh.. c'mon!

(Dog) It's more to a song than, jewelry and clothes

More to a nigga's life than, money and hoes

The game is a lot bigger than you, think you know

And if you think you know, then I don't think you know

Niggas – walk around frontin (frontin) talkin bout jewels (jewels)

How much you bust tools, y'all niggas sounds like fools (woo)

Who you really think give a fuck how much your watch cost? (mm-hmm)

How much your watch cost? You bout to get your watch lost (aight)

If you flashin' it, you must not want it

See I fuck with real niggas that done it

You know what time it is, run it!

Niggas got more important shit to deal with

Talkin' about some 4 wheel shit

But my man here is about to kill shit (UH!)

Keep playin' niggas pussy, and you will get fucked

Why don't you cop some more ice dog

Then you will get stuck and fucked

Bitch ass nigga, hit my street

And see what happens to that iceberg when it's hit by heat (woo)

It won't be a pretty sight, you and your pretty wife

Oh you must have forgot dog, this is the city life (aight?)

Ain't a fuckin thing sweet, and ain't nothing fair

Just another nigga dead, don't a motherfucker care

(Dog) It's more to a song than, jewelry and clothes

More to a niggas life than, money and hoes

The game is a lot bigger than you, think you know

And if you think you know, then I don't think you know

(Dog) It's more to a song than, jewelry and clothes

More to a niggas life than, money and hoes

The game is a lot bigger than you, think you know

And if you think you know, then I don't think you know

Born and raised in the projects and can't forget it

And all that grimy shit niggas do, I done did it (uh)

And I'm still with it, nigga I stay in the hood

But when the cats is out, bet the dog, play in the hood

You keep bringin' them fake bitches through

You gon' fuck around and make bitches do (WHAT?), we take bitches too (aight?)

And if you comin through my block, it's gon' be the last stop

We blast tops, faggot couldn't make it to the stash box (c'mon!)

Big ass rocks, I want that! Fuck the blood

All that shit washes off, the next day I'm like, "What?"

Flossin' yo' shit, what I want for yo' shit? (uh, uh)

Give a nigga like three bricks to feed the dogs with

Cause I ain't really gots to shine (Why?) When they do, I do

For me, them niggas'll hide you, where nobody'll find you

If you eatin' motherfucker, then your dogs should be eatin too

Not just four or five niggas, 'cause you know what the streets'll do

(Dog) It's more to a song than, jewelry and clothes

More to a niggas life than, money and hoes

The game is a lot bigger than you, think you know

And if you think you know, then I don't think you know

(Dog) It's more to a song than, jewelry and clothes

More to a niggas life than, money and hoes

The game is a lot bigger than you, think you know

And if you think you know, then I don't think you know

I will be the voice of the street till I die (die)

Cause I know if I keep my heart real, I'm gon' fly (fly)

Either let me fly or give me death; if you didn't catch it then

Get it now, cause it's all that's left

And this will be the last breath (uh) provokin' my niggas (uh)

To start choking y'all niggas (WHAT?) and smokin' y'all niggas

A nigga would never have to say, "X feed me!"

You'll never hear a nigga say, "X is greedy!"

Only, "X believe me! I didn't know it was a setup!"

Get up, cocksuckin' motherfucker, shut up

Shut up [*pop pop*] Fuck you nigga

From the hood to the wood, fuck you nigga

This for my dogs, 'til death do us part

I'm still here, cause I been here from the start (aight?)

If I'm ever anywhere, anytime it gets ugly (WHAT?)

The dog is aight, cause I know the streets love me (grrrrrrrrr)

(Dog) It's more to a song than jewelry and clothes

More to a niggas life than money and hoes

The game is a lot bigger than you think you know

And if you think you know, then I don't think you know

(Dog) It's more to a song than jewelry and clothes

More to a niggas life than money and hoes

The game is a lot bigger than you think you know

And if you think you know, then I don't think you know

[*speaking softly*]

Dog

Jewelry and clothes

Money and hoes

Think you know?

I don't think you know

Don't You Ever lyrics - DMX

Don't do it dog, it's just not worth it

Uh.. grrrrrr.. what the fuck have they done?

Arf! Arf!

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Nigga don't you ever (fuck around)

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Nigga don't you ever (fuck around)

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Aiyyo I got a mean flow that'll drown niggas, put down niggas

Can't stand to be around niggas if they clown niggas

How many times must I break the same niggas off somethin dumb

So we know, where the fuck I'm comin from?

Gun and ones, watch a black nigga turn purple

With this fo'-pound, I bust mo' rounds then a circle

The nigga that tried is the same nigga that fried

So he'll never rest in peace cause of the way that he died

I'm Evil, like Kneival, faggot I'll leave you

Like I shoulda did your peoples before they could conceive you

How's a buck-fifty sound, for a quick ass cut?

I'll have a flashback, I fuckin blow your bitch-ass up

And it's no problem, handlin a nigga with a death wish

Leave him breathless, and hit his wife with a dead fish

Must I show this nigga, I can throw this nigga, I'll blow this nigga

You can get it too, because you know this nigga

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Nigga don't you ever (fuck around)

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

I get pumped, just like a bodybuilder

And it's been more than a couple of times my pump shottie spilt a

Nigga's guts on the door, because he wanted more

Than he could stand, now him and his man is on the floor

That's what you get for talkin shit you shouldn'ta got me started

You motherfuckers never wanted nuttin, but you got it

I shit on niggas like a toilet, cause all it, takes

Is a second for it to get hectic so call it

How you want it? Punk bitch talkin junk bitch

Fuck around and you'll be found in a trunk bitch

Niggas is off-brand like no frills

And I got mo' skills to show my fo' kills, my fuckin blow grills

Got some cold shit, have you like – "Oh shit!" Don't laugh money

When I'm done with this nigga, I'm gettin in yo' shit

Break niggas, especially fake niggas over dumb shit

With one hit, watch the dum-dum split this bum's shit

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Nigga don't you ever (fuck around)

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Fuckin see some cats thinkin the worst

Dumb cats, them cats sleep in a hearse

Where yo' guns at? Run that, see a nigga thirst

Been there, done that, and did it first

Nigga can't tell me shit about this

And I keep somethin that'll hit if I miss

One thing a nigga stay with is hot shit

Got this, what you cats want? Not this

I constantly gots to remind young niggas

Uh-uh, don't do that, some niggas

Think cause I ain't killed a nigga this week

That shit is sweet

Fuck around, you'll be dead in the street

Red with a sheet, over the corpse

Shit is deep, so I shed a tear, over the loss

If you creep, then you niggas'll roll with the force

Shoulda paid that money that you owed to the boss

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Nigga don't you ever (fuck around)

Now don't you ever (fuck around)

Uh-huh

Don't do it dog, it's just not worth it

Please heh, for your sake, hehehe

Y'know? C'mon!

The Shakedown (Skit) lyrics - DMX

Aye aye yo, don't you know X dog

I knew you knew X, Aye I'm gone tell X on you

Aight you can have my jacket, you can have my jacket

Yo throw me the watch man throw me the watch

Naw, man don't take my watch from me man

That was, that was a present to me

What nig...

Fuck you!

Ahhh man, aight you can have everything, Ima take my boots off

Ima just take everything off, you can have everything

Aye don't you know Ruff Rydas (Yeah I'm a Ruff Ryda)

Ima FUCK YOU UP!

(no please please)

And I fucked yo bitch

Aight...

What? [*gunshot*]

D-X-L (Hard White) lyrics - DMX (feat. The LOX, Drag-On)

[Styles P:]

Holiday Styles

Bitch, I get you shot in the head or shot in the neck

If I ain't gettin proper respect

I don't care if you rap, I still spit in your grill

I don't give a fuck, never have, never will

If it ain't on your hip, then you're lookin to die

I ain't tryin to be the nigga that's gonna look at the sky

Ask God why I'm broke, bitch, I'm cooking the pie

We all gon' die, sooner or later, matter of time

My niggas sell crack, with a package of dimes

Hundred or more, in front of the store, waitin to bubble

Brand new nine, and an eight in a bubble

I put sixteen above ya neck, I love my set

Niggas think they a thug, then thug to death (uh-huh)

Cause the P gonna squeeze 'til no slugs is left (what)

You know I'm good with a hundred of 'dro, gun and an O

You think your shit butter? Hop in front of this toast

[Sheek Louch:]

Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo

I say what I want, fuck what y'all think is cool

And I hate cops, cause most y'all was dicks in school

No pussy gettin niggas tryin to cuff the God

Play Sheik out in the yard, but that shit too hard

My dough too long, nowadays, my flow too strong

What y'all make in a year, I kick that for a song

Check my car, I don't care, I don't play fair

Keep some shit in the stash box, then get me the chair

And it don't buck shot and the blast is hard to hear

I'm a true thug nigga, bring it straight to your crew

Small yell when I rap, I'm basically talkin to you

You see the pain in my eye? Nigga, the flame in my eye?

I'm tryin to leave my kids some real fuckin change when I die

From rappin or tellin some cat to reach for the sky

I'm that hunt down nigga, with the four pound nigga

Bounty hunt your whole crew 'til my bullets go through, WHAT?

[Jadakiss:]

Yo, yo, yo, yo

All I need is a big gun and a Coupe that's crazy quick

A nice house with five rooms, maybe six

A town where money is coming, eighty bricks

Break 'em down to all twenties, is a crazy flip

Bet you never even felt the heat

'Til I put the M1 next to your waves and melt the grease

Streets help niggas; niggas don't help the streets

Y'all use beats for help; we help the beats

Who want it with me? Who want it with Sheek? Who want it with P?

If I say so myself, it's a wonderful three

Be in the hood with all your jewels in the glovebox

Same niggas that-a rob you love L.O.X. (uh)

All types of burners, even snub Glocks (uh)

Nice size tecs you could carry in your sweats (uh)

Find your man dead in the trunk of a car (uh)

It's Jada [*mwwaa*] responsible for breakin your heart (uh)

Uh

[Drag-On:]

Creep through the streets

For some of y'all rappers, that's mighty hard

Me the Security? Protectin my body? I let my shotty guard

Put chill pills in brains, bullets like Tylenol

Make niggas drowsy from the blood loss, got em noddin off

And take casket naps, fuck that

You shoulda never let this bastard rap

All I know is cold winter, hot slugs through your snorkel

No parents, tale from my horror's no morals

Raised in the wrong era, with no guidance

So you dyin? It's no problem, no lyin

Drag's fire; so ya hamburger beef? I french-fry 'em

Drag done ate your food

Like I know to raise your dukes so guard your chin up

Drag barrels, but shit, I spit-bubble your skin up

Drag scorch niggas for dinner but season 'em well

I don't brag I let the streets tell

Po'-po' now you see he fell

[DMX:]

Uh, uh, now you motherfuckers

Know what my name means when you hear it in the streets (uh)

Y'all bitches fear it cause you weak

You wanna hear it? I make it speak (WHAT?)

You ain't ever bust a gun, but there's a lot of greasy talkin (uh-huh)

What the science behind that son? (I don't know)

A lot of easy walkin

I bust shit down (uh) got down (uh) kick down (uh) shot down (uh)

Ain't tryin to talk about what I got now, but I got now (WHAT?)

I ain't never sold a brick, I done stuck niggas up (c'mon)

And for talkin too much shit? I done fucked niggas up (uh)

It can get "Dark" for real, and I think you already know that (uh-huh)

Well think about it with the brick in your hand before you throw that

Now don't act, cause actin might get you rollin

With what you ain't ready to handle (UHH)

All that's left of your memory, is a candle (WOO!)

It happens quick fast nigga, to bitch ass niggas

Talkin reckless behind your back, them kiss ass niggas (uh)

From the rap shit to the street shit, I keep shit tight

Let them cats spit that weak shit (What!)

I'm DOG FOR LIFE! NIGGA!

[Styles (Sheek):]

They gon' need extra guns and extra blocks

(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)

They gon' need extra jails and extra cops

(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)

They gon' need extra pits and extra Glocks

(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)

They gon' need extra chains and extra watches

(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)

They gon' need extra guns and extra blocks

(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)

They gon' need extra jails and extra cops

(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)

They gon' need extra pits and extra Glocks

(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)

They gon' need extra chains and extra watches

(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)

Comin' For Ya lyrics - DMX

Hey Mimi

Word? [*dogs barking*]

Get em boy. Get em boy!

Get em boy! Get em boy! Boyyyyyyy!

("There's nothin you can do..." [*repeats in background*])

X is comin' for ya, can't do nothin for ya

Cause X is comin' for ya

Run, hide, duck, duck

We don't give a fuck, fuck

X is comin' for ya, can't do nothin for ya

Cause X is comin' for ya

Run, hide, duck, duck

We don't give a fuck, fuck

Look in the mirror (uh) say my name five times

Turn out the lights (WHAT?) then I done took nine lives

Don't get scared now nigga, finish it cause you started it

Watch shit grow out of control, now you want no part of it (c'mon)

Nigga, where yo' heart at? Tell me what you made of

Already lost a stripe cause I know what you afraid of

We both know you pussy, but I ain't gonna say nuttin

Just hit a nigga off, and you can stay frontin (uhh)

I gotcha back for now, till I cased the joint (what?)

Plus, give the Feds a real good place to point (what?)

And laced the joint, I ain't gonna front I had my hands full

Glad to be alive, but you like, that's that bull (grrrrr)

But now you know, what you get, when you fuckin wit

Cause you shoulda left alone, now you stuck in shit

Duckin shit, 'til that headpiece gets BLAZED

Screamin this, ahh, cease to the grave

It's over, at least for you it is

Don't need the coroner, to see how true it is

I knew these kid, but did that stop me from gettin em, screamin

IT WAS ALL FOR THE MONEY, while I'm hittin and splittin him down

From his nose to his nuts (what?)

Fire department comin, put the hose to his guts (what?)

Washed away, just like dirt when it rains (uh)

And now because of you, I hurt when it rains (grrrrr)

X is comin' for ya, can't do nothin for ya

Cause X is comin' for ya

Run, hide, duck, duck

We don't give a fuck, fuck

X is comin' for ya, can't do nothin for ya

Cause X is comin' for ya

Run, hide, duck, duck

We don't give a fuck, fuck

My real name is Damien and my girl's name is Carrie

That Poltergeist bitch is hot, but too young to marry

That nigga Satan be fakin mad jacks so I taxed his ass

Every chance I get, is just another hit (uh, uh, uh, what?)

Another nigga split; there go white meat – another nigga

Takin up room in the morgue under a white sheet (c'mon)

That's what you get for tryin to take it there (uhh)

But with this Desert Eagle in your mouth

You cryin bout let's make it fair (uhh)

Sometimes it takes pain to make the brain a little smarter (uh-huh)

When I think the rain will stop, it only starts to rain harder (uh-huh)

Part of the game is niggas wanna become fam-ous

And doin the same shit I do, remain nameless (uh, uh, uh, uh)

I want house money, Jag money (what?) so I gots ta bag money

I ain't laughin, but yo it's mad funny (c'mon)

I used to talk about that shit you got

But you ain't never got that shit when that shit get hot!

Runnin up in the spot with, two niggas from Israel

Cause it is-real, you did squeal, now how you think yo' kids feel?

Knowin you died a snitch, I look in yo' eyes and see a bitch

Wasn't surprised to see a switch (c'mon)

Let's make it quick, I got a flight at 6 goin to Pakistan

So let this nigga know, I know he pussy, I'mma smack his man (uhh)

Fuckin Willie niggas and silly niggas

I'd rather be eatin of a plate

With all them Baltimore and Philly niggas (WHAT?)

Cause I done took about as much I can stand

A nigga smilin in my face like they my motherfuckin man

Aiyyo, it gets a lot worse, cause there's a curse (WHAT?)

That says, the reward for bein real, is a hearse

Before you turn thirty, cause the dirty shit you did (uhh)

Catches up and get you right when you thought you slid

It's gettin dark, and with the cold of the hawk

You realize, you ain't gonna see your shorty

Old enough to walk, for real

X is comin' for ya, can't do nothin for ya

Cause X is comin' for ya

Run, hide, duck, duck

We don't give a fuck, fuck

X is comin' for ya, can't do nothin for ya

Cause X is comin' for ya

Run, hide, duck, duck

We don't give a fuck, fuck

Prayer III lyrics - DMX

Let us pray

Lord Jesus it is you who wakes me up every day

And I am forever grateful for your love, this is why I pray

You let me touch so many people, and it's all for the good

I influenced so many children, I never thought that I would

And I couldn't take credit for the love they get

Because it all comes from you Lord; I'm just the one that's givin' it

And when it seems like the pressure gets to be too much

I take time out and pray, and ask that you be my crutch

Lord I am not perfect by a longshot, I confess to you daily

But I work harder everyday, and I hope that you hear me

In my heart I mean well, but if you'll help me to grow

Then what I have in my heart, will begin to show

And when I get goin', I'm not lookin' back for nothin'

'Cause I will know where I'm headed, and I'm so tired of the sufferin'

I stand before you, a weakened version of your reflection

Beggin' for direction, for my soul needs resurrection

I don't deserve what you've given me, but you never took it from me

Because I am grateful, and I use it, and I do not worship money

If what you want from me is to bring your children to you

My regret is only havin' one life to do it, instead of two

Amen

Angel lyrics - DMX (feat. Regina Bell)

[Regina Bell and DMX:]

What good is it for a man to gain the world

Yet lose his own soul in the process?

God loves you, yes he does, said you're alright with him

I wonder…

[Regina Bell:]

I know you've never seen him

But don't fight with him

You're gonna make it through the night

To the light with him

You're alright with him

I said you're alright with him

I know you've never seen him

But don't fight with him

You're gonna make it through the night

To the light with him

You're alright with him

I said you're alright with him

[DMX:]

I'm callin' out to you, Lord, because I need your help

See, once again I'm havin' difficulty savin' myself

Behavin' myself, you told me what to do, and I do it

But every and now and then it gets a little harder to go through it

Losin' friends day by day

I'm in so much pain when I'm here, Lord, please take me away!

I put you here to do a job, and your work ain't done

To live is to suffer, but you're still my son

And there will be a time when you shine as bright as the stars

But there won't be a his or hers, just ours

Then you'll see what I've been tryin' to show you all these years

Do the right thing, 'cause after the tears come the cheers

I will, my Lord, with my heart and my soul

That's gonna be how I roll, from now until I'm old

Lead and I'll follow, you take away the sorrow

I'ma sleep on what you said and holla back tomorrow

[Regina Bell:]

I know you've never seen him

But don't fight with him

You're gonna make it through the night

To the light with him

Uhh, you're alright with him

I said you're alright with him

I know you've never seen him

But don't fight with him

You're gonna make it through the night

To the light with him

Uhh, you're alright with him

I said you're alright with him

[DMX:]

I want you to know, Lord, that for what you given me I'm thankful

Sincerely, from the bottom of my heart, I'm grateful

You gave us power in our words, so I think before I speak

And that way when I speak, they know I'm here to teach

Can't tell 'em nothin' wrong, 'cause I love 'em too much

I reach a lot of people, and Lord, I'm lovin' the touch

But deep inside, I've got somethin' that's workin' against

Everything I know is right, what I know makes sense

That's when you must fight harder than you've ever fought before

'Cause what you've got goin' on inside you is a war

Between good and evil, be careful of those who wanna be you

They smile but are not really happy when they see you

Be careful of the ones that always wanna get you high

'Cause when the time comes, that one'll let you die

Listen to me! I'm here, but I can only help you

If you want me to help, what do you want for yourself?

[Regina Bell:]

I know you've never seen him

But don't fight with him

You're gonna make it through the night

To the light with him

You're alright with him

I said you're alright with him

I know you've never seen him

But don't fight with him

You're gonna make it through the night

To the light with him

You're alright with him

I said you're alright with him

[DMX:]

My Lord, my savior, don't judge my behavior, but instead

Take what's in my heart and put it in my head

See, I guess I really never knew how proud I made you

My life is yours, my soul I gave you

I don't know if I'll do good enough (He's by your side)

And we both know the hood is rough (Right by your side)

Sometimes I don't know what to do (X, dry your eyes!)

But I know what I gotta do (It'll be alright)

You keep givin' me the word, and I'll put it to song

Talk to me, I'll talk to them, and we can't go wrong

This is the start of somethin' strong, and this is just the start of it

Praises to you, my Lord, for lettin' me be a part of it

I was that kid that, been there, did that

Became ashamed so I hid that, but ain't no longer with that

Use me as an example—if I can do it, then they can too

With the Lord behind us, there ain't nothin' that we can't do

[Regina Bell:]

I know you've never seen him

But don't fight with him

You're gonna make it through the night

To the light with him (The light with him)

You're alright with him ('Cause he loves you)

I said you're alright with him

I know you've never seen him

But don't fight with him

You're gonna make it through the night

To the light with him

Uhh, you're alright with him ('Cause he loves you)

I said you're alright with him

[Regina Bell:]

He's by your side

Right by your side

X, dry your eyes!

'Cause it'll be alright

Yeah, he's by your side

Right by your side

X, dry your eyes!

'Cause, it's gonna be alright

Yeah yeah, yes it is!

Good Girls, Bad Guys lyrics - DMX (feat. Dyme)

[Dyme:]

Why do good girls (what what what) like bad guys?

[DMX:]

Hey yo Boo, why do (good girls) like bad guys?

Knowin that bad guys tell mad lies?

(And why do) dog niggas (want a honey wit class?)

(Sometimes you want more than just a honey wit ass)

[DMX:]

Uh, uh

Hey yo, who would ever think that the two would go good

Midtown honey, nigga from the hood

But knock on wood, I got this bitch (what?) excuse me

She don't like to be called a bitch, try not to lose me

The rules we go by, where I'm from, she don't know

When I say I'm goin around the way, she won't go

(Hell no) C'mon baby, you aight with me

Tryin to get you, to spend the whole night with me

(But I'm a good girl) Uhh, that's why I like her

Couldn't treat her like a hoodrat, didn't bite her

Turn a church girl to a straight Ruff Ryder

Take her to the Ramada make it an all nighter

(Oh no, I only go to the Swiss hotel)

Fuckin with me? I have you in the back of the Chevelle

Like what (what) hittin it raw dogg in the butt

You was good this mornin, but tonight you a slut

[DMX (Dyme):]

Why do (good girls) like bad guys

Knowin that bad guys tell mad lies?

(And why do) dog niggas (want a honey wit class?)

(Sometimes you want more than just a honey wit ass)

Hey yo Boo, why do (good girls) like bad guys

Knowin that bad guys tell mad lies?

(Then why do) dog niggas (want a honey wit class?)

(Sometimes you want more than just a honey wit ass)

[Dyme:]

Hey yo Boo, I'm diggin you, cause you make me wanna do

All them things I was taught I wasn't supposed to

I'm secure, keep it tight while you on tour

(You fuckin wit a dog!) That's why I'm feelin you more

Attractive to me, wit yo' tactics

Hit it like AHHH! Make me backflip

(You been tryin to act, rich, that's why I taxed you

And I just got married) Hell, but I ain't even ask you

(I'm just tellin you, cause nowadays, bitches be flippin)

One more bitch, I'm skippin (Damn girl, stop trippin)

Cause you be actin like

(Listen, I ain't always talkin money

But I will keep you wit a smile, and walkin funny

So what's it gon' be?) Yo, what you mean? (What to do?

You want the nigga wit the slacks, or the jeans and the boots?

You wanna be safe or be laced, cause you can be replaced)

Yeah, you can be erased

(Don't get slapped, babyface)

[DMX (Dyme):]

Why do (good girls) like bad guys

Knowin that bad guys tell mad lies?

(And why do) dog niggas (want a honey wit class?)

(Sometimes you want more than just a honey wit ass)

Hey yo Boo, why do (good girls) like bad guys

Knowin that bad guys tell mad lies?

(Then why do) dog niggas (want a honey wit class?)

(Sometimes you want more than just a honey wit ass)

[DMX:]

Man, I got shorty stayin out late (Well I keep him wit a cut

And his nails stay clean) At least I get a nut

And I got honey rebellin (And I stopped him from sellin)

I be gettin away with murder, right? (shit, I ain't tellin)

Straight out the hood (yeah, nigga you get mushy)

I got honey suckin dick (and I got you eatin pussy)

I can be good in a bad way (I can be bad in a good way)

Girl, you ain't the same dog (that's what them rats in the hood say

Or would say, if you was around them more often)

I got honey smokin weed (it be havin me coughin)

She keep the dog on the leash (when we walk in the streets)

And if y'all think it's sweet (then the dog's off the leash

Now I don't want no drama, wit no baby's mama

I might be a good girl, but I keeps the armor)

Girl, you off the hook, but at least now I know why

Good girls like bad guys

[DMX (Dyme):]

Why do (good girls) like bad guys

Knowin that bad guys tell mad lies?

(And why do) dog niggas (want a honey wit class?)

(Sometimes you want more than just a honey wit ass)

Hey yo Boo, why do (good girls) like bad guys

Knowin that bad guys tell mad lies?

(Then why do) dog niggas (want a honey wit class?)

(Sometimes you want more than just a honey wit ass)

[Dyme:]

Why do good girls (what what what) like bad guys?

Why do good girls (what what what) like bad guys?

Why do good girls (what what what) like bad guys?

Why do good girls (what what what) like bad guys?

Uhh, uhh

C'mon, yeah, I like that

C'mon, wha wha what

Yeah yeah, DMX

Dyme, baby girl

Ruff Ryder, uhh, yeah

Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood (1998)

• My Niggas
• Bring Your Whole Crew
• Pac Man
• Aint No Way
• We Don't Give A Fuck
• Keep Your Shit The Hardest
• Coming From
• It's All Good
• The Omen
• Slippin'
• No Love 4 Me
• Dogs For Life
• Blackout
• Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood
• Heat
• Prayer II / Ready To Meet Him 

My Niggas lyrics - DMX

Just cause I love my niggas, (Ruff Ryders)

I shed blood for my niggas. (Ryde or die)

Let a nigga holla, "Where my niggas?" (Get down or lay down)

All I wanna hear is, "Right here my niggas"

(We here nigga)

You won't take this from me baby!

You will not take this from me baby!

Ya know grrrrr

My niggas some niggas that you don't wanna try

My niggas some niggas that's really do or die

My niggas will have you cowards ready to cry

My niggas will fry my niggas will rob

My niggas keep niggas on they fuckin' job

My niggas know what it's like when shit gettin' hard

My niggas stay pullin' you other niggas cards

My niggas It's God my niggas we'll shine

My niggas just knew it was a matter of time

My niggas let me know to keep fuckin' with the rhymes

My niggas ain't no longer livin' with crime

My niggas is fine my niggas is good

My niggas keep you niggas knocking on wood

My niggas know how to take it back to the hood

My niggas will put you down right where you stood

My niggas they could my niggas they will

My niggas take you straight to the back and get ill

My niggas give it straight to the back when we kill

My niggas put niggas on ice 'til they chill

My niggas is still my niggas is dogs my niggas

Bring Your Whole Crew lyrics - DMX

Uhh, ahhh!

C'mon! Uhh! Uh-huh!

But they don't hear me though

Uhh, but they don't hear me though

Uhh, but they don't, they don't, they don't, they don't—

I got blood on my hands and there's no remorse

And got blood on my dick cause I fucked a corpse (C'mon!)

I'm a nasty nigga – when you pass me nigga look me in my eyes (What?!)

Tell me to my fuckin face that you ready to die (C'mon!)

You be a dead motherfucker, red motherfucker (Uh!)

Don't be stupid, you heard what I said motherfucker (Uh!)

Who shot you? Aww nigga, like you don't know (Woo!)

Stickin you for yo' dough while I'm fuckin yo' broke ho (What?!)

Yo! Don't you get the picture? Niggas can't touch me (Uh!)

Cause I don't give a fuck G, I'll get you touched B

I got joints that with one slug could take apart a door

And enough crazy niggas behind me to start a war (C'mon!)

So what you want nigga? Help, cause youse about to rest (Uh!)

When I'm fed, Red Cross couldn't clean up the mess

And a vest will do nuttin' but make you look a little thicker (Yeah!)

Cause in the dark – you ain't nuttin' but a lil' nigga (What?!)

And if you'd been thinkin' about that shit you did

You wouldn't have brought the joint, wit' you kid (Uh, uh, uh, uh!)

Now I'ma have to get you kid, and split your wig, wit' the machete (What?!)

I bring beef to niggas, and string em out, like spaghetti (C'mon!)

You ain't ready – nor can you stand how I'm bringin' it (Uh!)

I'm givin' it is how I'm livin' it so I'm swingin' it (Uh!)

Red dot on your head, cause youse in mid range

Red dot on your chest, opens up your rib cage, nigga!

[P Killer Trakz:]

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

Now if your heart was as big as your mouth, you'd be real

But it's not – so I know if you get knocked, you'll squeal

Like a bitch, cause you is a bitch and always been a bitch (Oh, oh, oh!)

And you know how niggas do a bitch we run up in a bitch (Ooh!)

Put something in a bitch – nigga do you know me, nigga do you owe me? (Uh-huh)

Figured you could blow me? Well I'ma let this trigger fill you homey

Y'all niggas gots to be smokin' somethin' thinkin' you chokin' somethin' (Uh!)

Fuckin around wit' me you'll be a broken somethin' (Woo!)

I'm out for 'Blood' with the 'Crips' at war

How much shit could you talk wit' your lips on the floor?

Pussy niggas make me itch, so I scratch, youse a bitch (Uh, uh, uh)

So I snatch up your face, fake-ass pit so I scratch you (Uh, uh, c'mon!)

Yeah there was a time, when I woulda jumped up and choked this nigga

(But now) But now I'm on some shit like, "Yo, smoke this nigga!" (Uh-huh!)

I'm 'bout to find out how much guts you got before I spill em

Somebody come and get this muh'fucker before I kill him (Please)

(Arf!) Fresh out the asylum, I'm wilin

Y'all niggas know the phone numbers for help you best to dial em (Ayy!)

Nine-one-one, emergency, the urgency

Will have witnesses seein' what the surgeon see (Woo!)

How far you gon' get, wit' your dome split fool!

I catch your man slippin' cause he think his shit cool (C'mon!)

But it ain't, so I paint the walls with his blood (Uh, uh, uh)

Another dick in the mud – nigga, WHAT?!

[P Killer Trakz:]

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

[Ruff Ryders:]

(C'mon!) Hey yo, you know who this is for?

They let the dogs in the door (C'mon, c'mon, yeah!)

Hey yo, you know who this is for? (C'mon!)

They let the dogs in the door (Yeah, yeah)

[P Killer Trakz:]

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew

It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

(C'mon!) I just love—

Pac Man lyrics - DMX

Check it

Yo, what's up wit this Pac Man nigga?

Yo, what's up?

(Yo, look right there)

Yo, hold up, hold up

Yo Pac Man, yo Pac Man

Yo, you know me money?

Listen dog, I don't know you and all that shit

But what's up with this Pac Man shit?

What you mean, "What's up with this Pac Man shit"?

This my hood man, this my hood for five years, man

Just got out, man, I'm just trying to get some money, man

Yo, I want you to get money and all that shit, but you can't get it here, man

What you mean I can't get it here? I been here all my mutherfucking life, B

Ain't none of y'all N.Y. niggas taking over this shit up around here, man

How the fuck you know I'm a New York nigga?

You smell like a New York nigga to me, man

Five years ago, where was you?

Five years ago, I was locked up man

You born and raised in this joint?

Born and raised here, my momma here, my poppa here, everybody here!

Well, we was born up the block

Ya, I was born and raised here and ain't none of y'all niggas gonna run me out of my hood!

So what you saying, nigga?

Nigga, what you saying, nigga?

This what the fuck I'm saying: [*gunshot*]

Ride or Die, motherfucker!

Aint No Way lyrics - DMX

[DMX and Swizz Beats:]

Uh

Swizz Beats (Uh, uh)

Nigga, Ride or Die (Uh, uh, uh)

DMX, what, what? (Uh, uh, uh)

[DMX:]

Ain't no way you're gonna stop my flow

Ain't no way ya niggas you just don't know

But niggas is about to go, oh no! Oh no!

Ain't no way you're gonna stop my shine

Ain't no way you niggas wanna stop mine

Ya niggas must be out yo mind, I don't know why

[DMX:]

What the fuck is you niggas pressin' me for? (Uh)

I saw more ass than a ho and you stressin' the raw

If I was testin' your jaw, maybe then you would respect me

But you can't respect me 'cause you dont even know me

Nigga check me (Come on!)

I'm that motherfucker that'll put you to sleep, while you sleepin

Red dot from a hundred feet, you just knew you was creepin (Uh)

Bad decisions lead to last decisions (What?)

Fast collision, now yo ass is missin' (What?)

Take it over there, now you bring it back to the streets

Have you forgotten what it means when a dog shows his teeth? (Arf!)

Let me break it down for you, he's about to attack you (Arf!)

Still standin' here, faggot? You must want me to smack you! (Arf, arf!)

You ain't been there or done that, (What?) fuck is y'all niggas tellin' me?

I'm the only nigga, walkin' the streets with four felonies (Come on!)

But peep this, I see shit is hard, niggas is strugglin'

So leave rap alone for a little while, go back to hustlin'

[DMX:]

Ain't no way you're gonna stop my flow

Ain't no way ya niggas you just don't know

But niggas is about to go, oh no! Oh no!

Ain't no way you're gonna stop my shine

Ain't no way you niggas wanna stop mine

Ya niggas must be out yo mind, I don't know why

[DMX:]

Give it to niggas just how they give it to, me

Hit em in a rhyme because I'm a MC

Been a lot of places most niggas won't, see

That's why I'm at a level that y'all niggas won't, be

Let your man hold somethin now he want, more

You ain't no fuckin killer what was the front, for

It was a time when the world was at your front, door

Now they change places niggas want, raw

Niggas laugh at me and was mad at me

Cuz the way life was goin had to be a, tragedy (Come on!)

But after me, it's over, I'ma take the whole verse

I'm tryin to keep it real that's why I let y'all niggas go first

But you looked a gift horse right in the mouth

Didn't appreciate what you got when you got it (Come on!)

So if I see it, I'ma dot it, (What?) where to hide it

You gotta car better drive it the fuck up outta here

And hope and pray I don't pull up alongside it (Come on!)

[DMX:]

Ain't no way you're gonna stop my flow

Ain't no way ya niggas you just don't know

But niggas is about to go, oh no! Oh no!

Ain't no way you're gonna stop my shine

Ain't no way you niggas wanna stop mine

Ya niggas must be out yo mind, I don't know why

[DMX:]

Niggas don't know, so I gotta flip

It seem they've forgotten how dark it could get

Barks like a pit scratch when I hit

We both know you pussy but you stay talkin' shit

What I'ma have to do dog, run up in your mess

Catch you while you comfortable put one up in your chest

One up in yo vest, of course they the hollows

You goin' away today, you just lost tomorrow (Come on!)

I'ma go platinum (Nah) you gots to be kiddin', why?

Make it double platinum, no bullshittin' (Come on!)

And I'ma stay flippin' flows, rippin' shows

Strippin' hoes, gettin' dough, let me go! (What?)

And niggas know, who the best is

The dog, DMX is, the rest is or might as well be helpless

I wreck this, 'cause when I wreck shit

I might snatch a nigga's necklace

Then go from like midnight to breakfast (Come on!)

[DMX:]

Ain't no way you're gonna stop my flow

Ain't no way ya niggas you just don't know

But niggas is about to go, oh no! Oh no!

Ain't no way you're gonna stop my shine

Ain't no way you niggas wanna stop mine

Ya niggas must be out yo mind, I don't know why

Keep Your Shit The Hardest lyrics - DMX

Now what y'all want me to do

Keep your shit the hardest

It's about to go down

Niggas is ready to start this

War that's for sure

Nigga come and get it

We ride or die, why?

'Cause our niggas is wit it

Now what y'all want me to do

Keep your shit the hardest

It's about to go down

Niggas is ready to start this

War that's for sure

Nigga come and get it

We ride or die, why?

'Cause our niggas is wit it

I want Monopoly money but I ain't even halfway there

'Cause doin' dirt, a nigga got to take the back way there

What it is, is the biz and it's dirty

You'll get rich but life expectancy is about thirty

Place of business is the hallways, I've been up for four days

On parole with warrants that'll send me back to Rahway

If I get caught across Jersey state lines

Figure this 9-8 and I been runnin' since 8-9

So that's like 9 years delinquent time, you speak in crime then you know

9 years you owe, get knocked, 9 years you gonna go

No probation or parole more time doin' nothin'

Day room to the yard, writin' rhymes and frontin

Carry niggas greasy because I'm built like that

Bury niggas easy 'cause they get killed like that

If you ain't in it wit me then you in my way, but either or

You will respect mine and leave TEC-9 and leave it for dude

The realest you gonna feel is when you face your death

"Sorry, I didn't know" nigga, don't even waste your breath

Coppin' pleas not D why you flippin'

Nigga know the only thing I'm really scared of is slippin'

Lettin' a nigga catch you when I got my guard down, so I keep 'em up

Noddin' off with one eye open, I can freak it

But there's gonna be a time when I close 'em both

Lead poisonin', I'm a get hit with an overdose

Over those drug things, crud things

Think I don't know my slug stains, or blood blaze

Raw gun playin' drama, sadness to another niggas momma

I'mma be the the one that puts you up inside shock trauma

These are troublesome times and the crimes prevail

And the dark side keep a nigga's ass in jail

Bada-boom, bada-bing, some of this and some of that

I gots to boogie for a minute but you know I'm comin' back

Now what y'all want me to do

Keep your shit the hardest

It's about to go down

Niggas is ready to start this

War that's for sure

Nigga come and get it

We ride or die, why?

'Cause our niggas is wit it

Now what y'all want me to do

Keep your shit the hardest

It's about to go down

Niggas is ready to start this

War that's for sure

Nigga come and get it

We ride or die, why?

'Cause our niggas is wit it

Try to show niggas but I can only hope they see

You's a little nigga fit right up in a 6 by 3

Layin' up like this, lips sewn shut eyes closed

Niggas walk past the casket, damn shorty nice pose

You was ballin' nigga 'til your ass got balled out, called out

By some disrespectful ass niggas that go all out

I bet you thought it was real funny, until it had to get cruddy

Me walkin' off leavin' you with all this bloody

What he gonna do when it's all over for real

And the last thing you seein' is that steel

A blast of light, that's what he seein' if you blast him right

Hit him in his face and hear them close the casket tight

'Cause it's like it ain't nothin' but endin' it to a nigga

Street sweeper like ahhhh, sendin it to a nigga

When you in the house you'll play by house rules

Two words you'll never hear again are house lose

And that's house choose it ain't gonna be that, 'cause I can't see that

Ready to get up in this nigga's ass real good so where the weed at

Believe that, you ain't gon' see nothin' gettin' too familiar

And I would tell you what I do but then I'd have to kill you

And it ain't even worth it, I ain't gon' build nothin'

So I just let you go be that same nigga, still frontin'

Laughin' and shit, like you see somethin' funny

What you sayin' sounds good, but let me see somethin' money

For real

(Dog nigga, dog nigga, dog nigga, dog nigga nigga)

Now what y'all want me to do

Keep your shit the hardest

It's about to go down

Niggas is ready to start this

War that's for sure

Nigga come and get it

We ride or die, why?

'Cause our niggas is wit it

Now what y'all want me to do

Keep your shit the hardest

It's about to go down

Niggas is ready to start this

War that's for sure

Nigga come and get it

We ride or die, why?

'Cause our niggas is wit it

Now what y'all want me to do

Keep your shit the hardest

It's about to go down

Niggas is ready to start this

War that's for sure

Nigga come and get it

We ride or die, why?

'Cause our niggas is wit it

Now what y'all want me to do

Keep your shit the hardest

It's about to go down

Niggas is ready to start this

War that's for sure

Nigga come and get it

We ride or die, why?

'Cause our niggas is wit it

Coming From lyrics - DMX (feat. Mary J. Blige)

[DMX:]

Believe me when I say

Before light, there was dark

[Mary J. Blige:]

Where you going, where you going?

Where you going, where you going?

Where you going?

If I don't know where I'm coming from

Where would I go?

If I don't know where I'm coming from

Where would I go?

If I don't know where I'm coming from

Where would I go?

If I don't know where I'm coming from

Where would I go?

[DMX:]

Places that I've have been, things that I have seen

What you call a nightmare, are what I have as dreams

Bad as that may seem, I know it's only gonna get worse

Love, or a slug, which one am I gonna get first?

My journey's been a rough one, I'm not sure when it began

But the way it's looking, I kind of know when it's gonna end

Thin love, hold me down baby, it's gon' be a rough ride

Niggas give us plenty of room, 'cause I guess enough died

Let me travel, 'cause my intentions are to travel in peace

Fuck around I lay you down, you hit the gravel and cease

I could be a beast, or I could be a gentleman

But if you ain't my dog, you gonna be like "Oh, it's him again"

Niggas will never win, this whole rap game is mine

Hot as you ever been, I was that in '89

Seek and you shall find, look within and you will know

Where you coming from, and where you gotta go

Come on!

[Mary J. Blige:]

If I don't know where I'm coming from

Where would I go?

If I don't know where I'm coming from

Where would I go?

Gotta keep it real with me

If I don't know where I'm coming from

Where would I go?

So the hell with you

If I don't know where I'm coming from

Where would I go?

I think I'm going to the top

Me and DMX

[DMX:]

I will spend mad time in one spot, plottin' my next move

Tryin' figure out – why is it, that X do what X do

Some questions go unanswered (why?), that's what I'm afraid of

Sometimes I can't show, but I know what I'm made of

They made love, or should I say they made lust

Bound, there didn't have to be love there, cause they made us

I got quite a few sisters, I was the only boy

But being with my dog, was my only joy

Like a kid with a new toy, I forgot about the grime

Escaped the misery, didn't think about the crime

Lost all track of time, was in another world

Everybody knew Earl, but there was another Earl

Lighter side of the dark, fight in the park but wouldn't wanna

Stayed and fought, but when they jumped me, became a good runner

One by one they all went under, so I had the last laugh

They all thought it all was a joke; I had the last laugh

[Mary J. Blige:]

Ha ha ha ha ha ha

[DMX:]

Come on!

[Chorus: Mary J. Blige:]

If I don't know where I'm coming from

If I don't know, I don't know

Where would I go?

Where would I go?

If I don't know where I'm coming from

Where would I go?

Where we going, where we going, where we going?

If I don't know where I'm coming from

Where I'm going

Where would I go?

But I know where I'm going

If I don't know where I'm coming from

Do you know, do you know

Where would I go?

I go, I go

[Verse 3: DMX:]

I feel the ghost from within, comin' back to haunt me

Stay lovin' my peoples, even though they don't want me

When I was bad, I was forgotten, like I was dead and rotten

Should've been gettin' love, but instead was plottin'

Shit wasn't right, and it was all blamed on me

Didn't know that I was special 'til this rap shit came to be

Gave me a way out, showed me it was better to teach

Than bust niggas with the 4-4, leave 'em dead in the streets

Over beef that was worth less, than the cost of the slugs that I bought to kill them

And that's because I thought I ought to kill 'em

Little did I know, death wasn't right

Didn't always show every breath was a life

It was to be captured in suspended animation

To be felt by all, understood by every nation

What's the sense of hatin', when I can show love

What's the sense of fakin', when I can show blood

[Mary J. Blige:]

Now what's the moral to this story?

[DMX:]

Come on!

[Mary J. Blige:]

If I don't know where I'm coming from

Where would I go?

Where would I go?

If I don't know where I'm coming from

If I don't know, I don't know

Where would I go?

If I don't know where I'm coming from

I don't know

Where would I go?

But I know where I'm coming from

If I don't know where I'm coming from

Do you know where you're coming from?

Where would I go?

Yonkers is where we grew

Trials we got through

On top is where we'll stay

'Til the end, as long as we'll pray

[?:]

[?:]

On Hot97 ya hear

DMX all through the year

It's All Good lyrics - DMX

Love my niggas, but where's my bitches?

I love my niggas, but where's my bitches?

Love my niggas, but where's my bitches?

I love my niggas, but where's my bitches?

It's all good, it's alright

Fuck all day, fuck all night

Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches

East to the West coast, all my bitches

Yo, chickens is good for pluckin', so I'm stickin' bitches, fuckin'

Got 'em trickin' while they suckin', give em dick and they be buggin'

I've done it all – from mackin two hoes on a three-way

Dominican hoes on B-way, country hoes in V-A

And they all say the same about my game it's tight

That's why every night a different group of bitches start a fight

Over some dick that they don't even own

All I'm givin' them is the bone

Blowin' up a niggas phone, but ain't nobody home (damn)

I'm in the zone, tryna do things

Let's turn this into a crew thing -- whassup girlfriend, you game?

Don't wonder why when I leave at night

It's because I thieve at night

I'm leavin' bitches not breathin' right

I fuck they head up with some slick shit

Hit 'em off with some long dick shit

Make it some quick shit, but rip shit

Then I'm out, just like the trash on a Thursday

Knowin' she'd be givin' up the ass on the first date

It's all good, it's alright

Fuck all day, fuck all night

Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches

East to the West coast, all my bitches

It's all good, it's alright

Fuck all day, fuck all night

Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches

East to the West coast, all my bitches

Flocks of bitches by the dozens, from sisters to cousins

Got 'em doin' shit they said they wasn't ever gonna do

Like knowin' I'd fuck the bitch that she was close to

Still gave up the ass and dough, she was supposed to (what?)

Pictures of bitches and flicks of chicks

Videos with the baddest hoes, suckin' dick

It's the dog in me, that makes me do wrong

And honeys can't help but get strung (why?)

'Cause the game is too strong (okay)

I like 'em greedy, black like Edi

Eyes beady, willin' to give to the needy

I done ran through 'em all, from around the way bitches

To them outta state hoes, and even hittin' gay bitches

All I tell 'em is, "Let me get that," then it's on

Knock her motherfuckin' boots, and then I'm gone

I got the white bitches sayin', "It's a black thing!"

'Cause I leave that ho with no dough and plenty of back pain

It's all good, it's alright

Fuck all day, fuck all night

Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches

East to the West coast, all my bitches

It's all good, it's alright

Fuck all day, fuck all night

Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches

East to the West coast, all my bitches

Bitches who get props, 'cause they know who can get got

And they can get shot, by the way a niggas lip drop

Walk up in the spot, knowin' what she want strictly

When hon wants the dickly, hon comes and gets me

Hits me, pays me, doesn't get crazy

Knows to be Swayze, 'cause that's daddy's baby

I keep them hoes in check, like the government

Hittin' 'em off with nothin' but the dick, and they lovin' it!

Huggin' it, like it's they best friend, 'cause it is

Word to Miz, fuckin' with tricks is just biz

I deal with strictly dimes

Got 'em committin' they first crimes

Now she suckin' dick, for the first time

And ain't no secret, 'bout how I freak it, when they sleep

Didn't never know how I peeped it, then creeped it

That's how I know this must be that shit

I tell them bitches, "I'll be back," and they believe that shit!

It's all good, it's alright

Fuck all day, fuck all night

Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches

East to the West coast, all my bitches

It's all good, it's alright

Fuck all day, fuck all night

Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches

East to the West coast, all my bitches

It's all good, it's alright

Fuck all day, fuck all night

Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches

East to the West coast, all my bitches

It's all good, it's alright

Fuck all day, fuck all night

Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches

East to the West coast, all my bitches

I love my niggas, but where's my bitches?

I love my niggas, but where's my bitches?

I love my niggas, but where's my bitches?

I love my niggas, but where's my bitches?

Nigga

The Omen lyrics - DMX

[Female voice and Devil:]

[*Woman sobbing*]

Oh, God, please don't take my child!

He's not ready to die

Oh, God, he's going to take him from us!

I hear him comin'! I hear him coming!

Noooo, coming!

Mmmmmm... Him, Him, Him, Him

Oh, God, please don't take my child!

What's this?

He's not ready to die!

Oh, God, he's gonna take him from us!

[*Heart monitor flatlines*]

[*Woman screaming*]

[*DMX barking*]

[DMX, DMX as Damien:]

You still right here shorty, told you I got you

Like the way I scooped you when them faggot niggas shot you

I'mma hold you down and I mean that for real

But every time you beef with a nigga, I end up havin' to kill

It ain't like that, and hey, forget about them two kids

'Bout to get a deal and it's as nice as you is

Oh, you think? — Nah, I'm just playin', wassup?

Got some new bitches, I know you tryna fuck

Not really — What, I ain't your man no more?

Just because a nigga don't need a hand no more?

You know how we do, if one goes soft

We all take the pussy and go up in her raw

It's like now, where you goin', I ain't tryin to take it

Fuckin' with a nigga like you, I won't make it

It'll be what it is... — Yo, you in for the night?

I'm 'bout to take it to the crib — You get home, aight?

[Marilyn Manson:]

The snake (snake), the rat (rat), the cat and the dog (dog)

How you gonna live when you're in the fog?

The snake (snake), the rat (rat), the cat and the dog (dog)

How you gonna live when you're in the fog?

[DMX, DMX as Damien:]

Yo, I ain't fuckin' with this nigga no more, word to my mother

Fuck it, so you know I'm for sure, word to my brother

It's like he's gotten worse than before, son of "I wonder"

What type of dirt this nigga got in store for me to get under?

Then I get the call: "Yo?" — "X!

Police just killed your cousin, underneath the projects

Don't get vexed, niggas'll pay, 'member I got you

Told you I got you; Dawg, I got you!"

I'm in a catch twenty-two, but them niggas got to pay

But I know he gon' be askin' for a favor one day

But fuck it, I ain't got no choice in the matter

Them faggots killed my peoples, and I wanna see 'em splatter

That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, we ain't on no kid shit

And I'mma use the same gun that you killed them two kids with

Is that hard to live with? — Nah — See, you still a playa

But what you want from me? — Ahh, I'll tell you later

[Marilyn Manson:]

The snake (snake), the rat (rat), the cat and the dog

How you gonna live when you're in the fog?

The snake (snake), the rat (rat), the cat and the dog

How you gonna live when you're in the fog?

[DMX:]

Shit is all over the news: 'Bomb goes off in Central'

What the fuck have I gotten myself into?

The mental is like, "Get the fuck outta there!"

I'm out — Hey, goin' somewhere?

Nah — What's the bag for? — Fuck it, what you want?

Can your nigga come inside, for a minute and puff a blunt?

Here we go again... — After what I just gave you?

Wasn't actin' like that, when you asked for that favor

Yo, I ain't asked you for shit! — Oh, yes you did!

When you really needed somethin' then you allowed me to give

You sold me your soul when you didn't say no

Just let a nigga go; now gimme what you owe!

Fuck were you thinkin'? Ain't shit for free!

Ain't a motherfucker you know can defeat me!

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned

And with your help, I know the Devil won't win!

[Marilyn Manson:]

(Kill, kill, kill, kill; X, X, X, X)

Take you all on a way to Hell

(Kill, kill, kill, kill; X, X, X, X)

We know what to do, we do it well

(Kill, kill, kill, kill; X, X, X, X)

Take you all on a way to Hell

(Kill, kill, kill, kill; X, X, X, X)

We know what to do and we do it well

[Marilyn Manson:]

This is Marilyn Manson, DMX, Ruff Ryders

This is Marilyn Manson, DMX, Ruff Ryders, Swizz Beatz

DMX, Ruff Ryders, Swizz Beatz, Ruff Ryders, Swizz Beatz

Slippin' lyrics - DMX

This life shit, this life shit is like

Is like bugged the fuck out, son, for real

See, to live is to suffer

But to survive...

Well, that's to find meaning in the suffering

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

(I will hold you down)

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up

Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

('Cause I got your back, I got your back)

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

(Oh, the Lord is with you now)

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up

Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

(And He got your back, He got your back)

I've been through mad different phases like mazes to find my way

And now I know that happy days are not far away

If I'm strong enough I'll live long enough to see my kids

Doin' somethin' more constructive with their time than bids

I know because I been there, now I'm in there

Sit back and look at what it took for me to get there

First came the bullshit, the drama with my mama

She got on some fly shit so I split and said that I'ma

Be that seed that doesn't need much to succeed

Strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed

I'm ready for the world or at least I thought I was

Baggin' niggas when I caught a buzz

For thinkin' about how short I was

Goin' too fast, it wouldn't last, but yo I couldn't tell

Group homes and institutions prepared my ass for jail

They put me in a situation forcin' me to be a man

When I was just learnin' to stand without a helping hand

Damn, was it my fault, somethin' I did

To make a father leave his first kid at seven doin' my first bid?

Back on the scene at fourteen with a scheme

To get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream

And by all means I will be livin' high off the hog

And I never gave a fuck about much but my dog

That's my only mothafucka I hit off with my last

Just another lil nigga headed nowhere fast

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

(I will hold you down)

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up

Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

('Cause I got your back, I got your back)

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

(Oh, the Lord is with you now)

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up

Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

(And He got your back, He got your back)

That ain't the half, shit gets worse as I get older

Actions become bolder, heart got colder

Chip on my shoulder that I dared a nigga to touch

Didn't need a clique 'cause I scared a nigga that much

One deep with the pit startin' shit for kicks

Catchin' Vicks, throwin' bricks, gettin' by bein' slick

Used to get high, just to get by

Used to have to puff my L in the morning before I could fly

Ate somethin', a couple of forties made me hate somethin'

I did some coke, now I'm ready to take somethin'

Three years later showin' signs of stress

Didn't keep my hair cut or give a fuck how I dressed

I'm possessed by the darker side, livin' the cruddy life

Shit like this kept a nigga with a bloody knife

Wanna make records but I'm fuckin' it up

I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

(I will hold you down)

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up

Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

('Cause I got your back, I got your back)

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

(Oh, the Lord is with you now)

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up

Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

(And He got your back, He got your back)

Wasn't long before I hit rock bottom

Niggas talkin' shit, like, "Damn, look how that rock got him!"

Open like a window, no more indo

Look at a video, sayin' to myself: "That coulda been yo

Ass on the TV," believe me, it could be done

Somethin's got to give, gots to change 'cause now I've got a son

I gots to do the right thing for shorty

And that means no more gettin' high, drinkin' 40s

So I get back lookin' type slick again

Fake niggas jump back on my dick again

Nothin' but love for those that know how it feel

And much respect to all my niggas that kept it real

Kept a nigga strong, kept a nigga from doin' wrong

Niggas know who they is and this is your fuckin' song

And to my boo who stuck with a nigga through

All the bullshit, you'll get yours because it's due

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

(I will hold you down)

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up

Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

('Cause I got your back, I got your back)

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up

(Oh, the Lord is with you now)

Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up

Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

(And He got your back, He got your back)

(I will hold you down, 'cause I got your back, I got your back)

(Oh, the Lord is with you now, and He got your back, He got your back)

See, this is that shit, this is that shit

That all real niggas can relate to

This is from the heart, baby

Don't get it twisted

X, baby

No Love 4 Me lyrics - DMX (feat. Drag-On, Swizz Beatz)

[Swizz Beatz:]

Keep yo' hands in the air, 'cause we gon' take you there

And I know it ain't fair, but we just don't care

Uh-huh, uh, what

[DMX:]

Ain't no other cats got love for me

Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me

Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me

But my dogs is gon' be a thug wit me

Ain't no other cats got love for me

Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me

Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me

But my dogs is gon' be a thug wit me

[DMX:]

If I'm gonna rob, I'mma rob all night

If I'm lookin' for somethin' it's probably a fight

If I'm gon' fuck bitches then they better be tight

If that's dead, then the head better be right

If I gots to play I'mma play 'til I win

Since I gots to be here can't wait to begin

Wanna fuck shorty, can't stand shorty friend

'Cause honey friend fucked many, many men

Stay wit the rats 'cause the rats is real

Wanna fuck, then we fuck, already know the deal

Shit, fuck what you look like, just show the real

And I keep spot that we can go to chill

I love my, get down for the hoes

Only reason I come around is for the hoes

Pipework, I lay it down for the hoes

Hit 'em off with that dark brown, you know?

[DMX:]

Ain't no other cats got love for me

Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me

Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me

But my dogs is gon' be a thug wit me

Ain't no other cats got love for me

Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me

Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me

But my dogs is gon' be a thug wit me

[Drag-On:]

Y'know fuckin' wit me, ain't keepin' your health right

'Cause me and my boys, we keep it jail tight

The shit I pack is heavy, but the shell's light

When they drop the same time, you drop without a fight

Burnin' anything that I'm puttin' my name on

You might take a 'Drag', but you can't flame 'On'

I know y'all niggas don't owe me with a chain on

When it come to the fire I'm the kid they blame it on

When you see like eight cars then y'all know who we are

Niggas spittin' mean bars off the green jar

Never drunk but you see me leaned at the bar

Spittin' fire that'll melt the ice on your arm

You had that but for now dog give me that

'Cause dog you don't wanna see how my semi act

Fake hustlin' niggas, you'll pump any pack

When it come to this shit, I done laid plenty flat (C'MON!)

[DMX:]

Ain't no other cats got love for me

Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me

Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me

But my dogs is gon' be a thug wit me

Ain't no other cats got love for me

Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me

Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me

But my dogs is gon' be a thug wit me

[DMX:]

Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear

Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear

Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear

Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear

[DMX:]

What you niggas want? 'Cause I got it right here

Y'all niggas front, then I hit you right there

Not really impressed by what niggas wear

Faggots talk shit but I really don't care

I'm the type of nigga that'll die for the cause

Fuck what you heard, I will die for my dogs

Ain't scared of shit, will ride in the fog

Same thing but a bigger size than yours

I fuck with Drag-On, 'cause he spits the flame

Drag-On motherfucker don't forget the name

And we all takin' over, ain't shit the same

If you ain't out that mob nigga quit the game

And ain't no other cats got love for me

Ain't no other cats gon' bust slugs for me

Ain't no other cats gon' shed blood for me

But my dogs is gon' be a thug wit me, c'mon!

[DMX:]

Ain't no other cats got love for me

Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me

Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me

But my dogs, is gon' be a thug wit me

Ain't no other cats got love for me

Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me

Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me

But my dogs, is gon' be a thug wit me

[DMX:]

Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear

Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear

Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear

Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear

[Swizz Beatz:]

Drag-On

My man

Swizz Beatz

Double-R

Dogs For Life lyrics - DMX

Gotta have that

Uh, uh, uh

I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what

Ride till we die, on till it's up

Thick like blood, where's my dogs

Uh, there's my dogs

I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what

Ride till we die, on till it's up

Thick like blood, where's my dogs

Uh, there's my dogs

Now who I am is who I'll be until I die

Either accept it or don't fuck with it

But if we gon' be dogs then you stuck with it!

Let me go my way but walk with me

See what I see, watch me then, talk with me

Share my pain, make it a little easier to deal with it

Cause despite all the fame YOU I'm a keep it real with it (true)!

Rob and steal wit' – dog nigga what

Ride till we die, on till it's up

Love is love and I enjoy the love

But when it's conflict then it destroys the love

You can't toy with love, niggas take to the heart

You ain't gon' find too many niggas willing to, bark in the dark

(Come on!) Keep your head from the start, don't fuck it up now

Later on they be hit like, fuck it how??

You my dog and I die for you, keep it like that

Give me unconditional love, and I give it right back

I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what

Ride till we die, on till it's up

Thick like blood, where's my dogs

Uh, there's my dogs

Most niggas make movies, but niggas like us make it happen'

The shit we used to do never thought we would make it rappin

But now we here, at the same place at the same time

And got jokes cause now niggas get it, with the same rhyme

Yeah niggas is living comfortable, cause life is all good

But one thing we must remember, is that life is all hood

And the casket's all wood and we all take there one day,(shit)

Shit today is Sunday we both can be there on Monday

Life is funny like that, WHAT bug the fuck out

Sometimes I take it to the church in terms of thug the fuck out

Niggas get drugged the fuck out they boots, violatin' families rules

Motherfucker stay in your shoes!

Now see what you need to do, is chill shorty

'Body please come and get him before I, kill shorty

I will do for my niggas as they would do for me

Bust a faggot like you for free, wanna see

COME ON!

I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what

Ride till we die, on till it's up

Thick like blood, where's my dogs

Uh, there's my dogs

I'm always surrounded by dogs, for the love

Only niggas I fuck wit is thugs nigga what

Blood in Blood out vatos locos homes, theres no chocos homes

When we smoke them chromes, and how we broke them bones

While the last niggas is ass niggas

The skimask niggas to trash niggas they ass niggas pussy

And half you cats can't even flow

And when I hear y'all niggas around my head, well you know

But that's a whole 'nother issuse, right now we own this

We keep spittin' like this, how the FUCK we gon' miss?

Cause the camp is strong, and the stamp is strong

Double R (love, love, love, love!)

Motherfucker, keep the caskets flowing

You done got yourself, caught up in some shit you can't handle

And you know I can't stand you, you're man too

This one time I'mma letta dog be a dog

But I'mma see you in the ring and when it's on then it's on

I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what

Ride till we die, on till it's up

Thick like blood, where's my dogs

Uh, there's my dogs

Dog nigga what? On till it's up

Where's my dog?

Uh, uh there's my dog – Uh, uh there's my dog

Blackout lyrics - DMX (feat. Lox & Jay-Z)

[Sheek Louch and Jadakiss:]

Jay!

Fuck that

This is it, right here, baby!

You know what it is

[Jadakiss:]

Yo, I used to have bad luck; now, you might see me in a Jag truck

Mad stuck, either with a dime or a bad duck

Double-R tee with the matching bandanna

.38-snub, blue steel with no hammer

And I see y'all niggas tryna glance at the 'Kiss

'Cause I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist

Boning your women, drunk off Coronas and lemon

And you know I'm still writing the mean, lighting the green

I need the bucket, even though I look, right in the beam

Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails

Niggas throw us on they album, try to boost they sales

We put our pies on the table and our eyes on a label

'Cause them rednecks up in the mountains'll try to slay you

They call me raspy, tell you what I want you to know

Fuck what you ask me, you probably don't want me to blow

I got a lot of horsepower, so I'm able to skip

Usually a good nigga, even though I'm able to flip

You pay thirty for the 'Kiss (Uh-huh), a hundred for The LOX (Yeah)

And if we cool, then I write a hook for a drop

Whatever's in the bank is my bet, a Z-bull's my pet

And you can bet he'll get the legs and the neck

[Sheek Louch:]

Uh-huh, yeah, aiyyo

Yo, when my gun bust, send niggas to the fish like Swanson

New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads

Sheek Louch, type of nigga gasoline y'all beds

And that's warning, if you all alive in the morning, that's fine

Now, I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully mine

I want PC, see me? Tuck in your chains

I got niggas my pops' age that lifestyle ain't changed

It's like, wake up, move a brick, half of it slow

Make car money, check with Sheek, go fuck with a ho (Ha!)

I rock a waist-length mink, do-rag under my fitted (Style on these niggas!)

And I don't even want waves, Timbs be halfway new (Huh?)

That's Sheek in the dress-up club cause I don't fuck with shoes

And for my nigga's life, I swear to the Bible, let it be told

I put thirty in your head, all in the same hole

'Cause we got the same goal, and you try and tamper with mine?

Don't make me motherfuckin' leave you with some shit in your spine

Fuck with me, you be a "was nigga": "Nigga WAS dope"

"Nigga WAS gettin money" 'fore I extorted your coke

'Ju crazy? Haha

[Styles P:]

Aiyyo, catch me with a .38, box of shells

In a '98 Lincoln, eating pasta shells

Order to go, always got a box of Ls

Blow, stay on the low, get a Heine' and swig

I'm Pinero, so I hate a snake, rat, or a pig

I pop shit 'cause I'm the second-best; the first was B.I.G

Y'all niggas is sonned out, let me speak to your father

'Cause I like to play chess and I swing the revolver

If I don't like a nigga, I don't even be bothered

I spit, I'm just a crooked nigga going legit

You hold your nine if you holding a brick, common sense

Fed drama, you hit the Bahamas, get bent

L-O-X get respect like Sonny from Bronx Tale

Us and DMX: the Ruff Ryder cartel

Thirsty to live—oh, y'all niggas eager to die?

I tell all my niggas ride, you won't leave with a dime

Motherfucker!

[Jay-Z:]

Yeah, yeah, I'm a monster

I sleep whole winters; wake up and spit summers

Ghetto nigga, putting up Will Smith numbers (Ugh)

Surrounded by Sixes and Hummers, bitches among us

Trying not to let this bullshit become us

It started from hunger, 'til it all went insane

Now, bitches notice the chains now that I hit my number

The chickens I twisted (Ugh) see the digits unlisted (Yeah)

The beeper done changed

You dead, bitch; the Reaper done came

I suggest niggas stop speaking my name

'Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the rain

I keep creeping, streets keep watching, I keep popping

Niggas is hotheads and the bullets is heat-seeking

Jay flow for pesos; chase hoes, not!

I just circle 'round the block in a drop

Tell 'em jump through the top (Uh-huh)

Where the sunroof used to be

I can see y'all not used to me

Nigga, flows like none other (Ugh!)

I'm the meanest, toughest Don Dada to gun-butt ya

You the type that bust a lot of shots, and none touch you (Fuck)

I'm the type that get excited, when the gun touch you

Motherfuckers! Ugh

Y'all niggas bout to witness a dynasty like no other

Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh

[DMX:]

Uh-huh-uh-huh uh, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

I'm headed nowhere fast (Ugh), running in place, gat in my waist

Niggas wanted a taste, but wouldn't come to my face (Ugh)

So what that mean? You cats is playin' games again

So now what I do? Start naming names again (What!)

All you motherfuckers know that I speak from the heart (Ugh!)

Play like you don't know, L-O-X is gon' bark

We can take it there, but to make it fair, get some more niggas

Styles, Sheek, Jay... We comin' with like four niggas (Aight?)

Y'all niggas best to stop playin'

It'll be the ones you forgotten about

That'll get you shot in your mouth

ARF! ARF! Got my dogs covered (Ugh!)

Plus it's all gravy, like chicken when it's smothered (What!)

It's Dark, and I LOVE IT! (Ugh!)

Get him, boy, let him loose (C'mon!)

You want it with the dog or the gun? Let him choose (C'mon!)