Let Me Fly lyrics - DMX

If you love somethin', let it go

If it comes back to you it's yours

If it doesn't, it never was

Hold me down, baby

Either let me fly or give me death

Let my soul rest, take my breath

If I don't fly I'ma die anyway

I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day

Either let me fly or give me death

Let my soul rest, take my breath

If I don't fly I'ma die anyway

I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day

Hold me down, niggas wanna know me now

Didn't want to play with me when to show me how

No meow, 'cause it's all about the bark

Let the dog loose, baby, it's about to spark

Light up the night like the 4th of July

Niggas know, when I let go, niggas die

With this Y and you don't know, you slow

Like Baltimore, if you ain't tryin' to go you blow

I soak up all the pain and accept it in silence

When I let go it's violence, 'cause the wildest

Is the dog barkin' up the tree for the cat

In the fog, what y'all niggas see is the bat

Flappin' away, but I'm blind like Stevie

Niggas don't hear me, still tryin' to see me

Stop bein' greedy, you heard what I said

Let me go, let me flow, or I'm dead

Either let me fly or give me death

Let my soul rest, take my breath

If I don't fly I'ma die anyway

I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day

Either let me fly or give me death

Let my soul rest, take my breath

If I don't fly I'ma die anyway

I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day

I sold my soul to the Devil, and the price was cheap

And yo, it's cold on his level, 'cause it's twice as deep

But you don't hear me, ignorance is bliss and so on

Sometimes it's better to be thought dumb – shall I go on?

Yo, on the real, what the deal? It's a mystery

How is it I can live and make history?

If you don't see it, then it wasn't meant for you to see

If you wasn't born with it, it wasn't meant for you to be

But you can't blame me for not wantin' to be held

Locked down in a cell where a soul can't dwell

This is hell, go get the Devil and give me the key

But it can't be worse than the curse that was given to me

It's what I live for, you take away that and I'm gone

There's a difference between doin' wrong and bein' wrong

And that ain't right, just keep it fair, baby

Put me in the air and I'll take it there, baby – yes!

Either let me fly or give me death

Let my soul rest, take my breath

If I don't fly I'ma die anyway

I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day

Either let me fly or give me death

Let my soul rest, take my breath

If I don't fly I'ma die anyway

I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day

I'ma flow regardless because I'm an artist until I'm trapped

I'ma continue to hit the hardest whether I scrap or rap

Give me dap, but you ain't my friend

I see it in your eyes, you contemplate my end

You waitin' for that bend in the road where you were told

That you would go when you were old and if you died young it was cold

Sold, not for nearly what it was worth

Think back 26 years, be like, "What if his birth

Was a miscarriage and I never existed?"

Have I given somethin' that if taken away you'd have missed it?

Didn't know, yet I persisted, it was the call of the wild

I merely say what's in my heart and you call it a style

Don't put it in a cage, don't mistreat it

You say you hunger for knowledge? Here it is, eat it!

Another song completed is another thought captured

Let me do my thing, I got it locked with this rap shit

Either let me fly or give me death

Let my soul rest, take my breath

If I don't fly I'ma die anyway

I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day

Either let me fly or give me death

Let my soul rest, take my breath

If I don't fly I'ma die anyway

I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day

Or give me death

Or take my breath

I'ma die anyway

But I'll be gone any day

Or give me death

Or take my breath

I'ma die anyway

But I'll be gone any day

Where my niggas?

Uh, ahh, for my niggas

Uh, ahh, for my niggas

Uh, ahh, for my niggas

X-Is Coming lyrics - DMX

[Kid]

One, two, X is coming for you

Three, four, better lock your door

Five, six, get your crucifix

Seven, eight, don't stay up late

One, two, X is coming for you

Three, four, better lock your door

Five, six, get your crucifix

Seven, eight, don't stay up late

Who's afraid of the dark?

Responsible for the murders in the park

When I bark, they hear the boom, but you see the spark

And I see the part of your head which used to be your face

Be replaced by nothin' for bluffin', what a waste

Niggas wanna see me taste my own medicine, picture that

Get on some old second grade shit, I'ma get you back

Retaliate, if it hates for you to think I took a loss

When all I did was shook it off, yeah, you heard me, shook it off

Man, if we was up north, niggas would've been fucked you

But then we in the streets, niggas should've been stucked you

Plucked you like a chicken wit' your head cut off

They'll find you wit' your back open and your legs cut off

And as for your man, don't you ever in your mothafuckin' life

Know when I gotta gun come at me wit' a knife, a'ight?

And forgettin' you ever saw me is the best thing to do

Don't give a fuck about your family, they'll be resting with you

One, two, X is coming for you

Three, four, better lock your door

Five, six, get your crucifix

Seven, eight, don't stay up late (Yes!)

One, two, X is coming for you

Three, four, better lock your door

Five, six, get your crucifix

Seven, eight, don't stay up late

You got yourself in a predicament, that you can't get out of

You already in some shit, but it's about to get hotter

Fuckin' with a nigga like you runnin' your mouth

Will, have that same nigga like you, gun in your mouth

But won't be like the last time when you run in the house

'Cause I ain't knockin' on the door, I'm comin' in the house

And I'm gunnin' for your spouse, tryin' to send the bitch back to her maker

And if you got a daughter older than 15, I'ma rape her

Take her on the livin' room floor, right there in front of you

Then ask you seriously, whatchu wanna do?

Frustratin', isn't it? Wanna kill me, but I'ma kill you

Now watch me fuck just a little while longer, please, will you?

This is revenge, know that before you die

And despite how much I hate to see a grown man cry

I'ma make you suffer, see your ass in Hell, motherfucker

Click, boom-boom, see your ass in hell

One, two, X is coming for you

Three, four, better lock your door

Five, six, get your crucifix

Seven, eight, don't stay up late

One, two, X is coming for you

Three, four, better lock your door

Five, six, get your crucifix

Seven, eight, don't stay up late

When I speak you better listen, the harder it gets, the more follows

And I'm hittin' 'em with shit that they can't all swallow

I keep my slugs hollow, keep families with sorrow

Keep motherfuckers like you, not seein' tomorrow

I will borrow a gun, then run 'til I catch you

Let you slip up, just once, then I'ma wet you

Stretch you out like a limousine

'Cause where I catch you is where I catch you, that's what killin' means

Fuck whoever's standin' there when you get what you got comin'

'Cause once I hit you in your head, the witnesses start runnin'

Niggas started somethin', but they chose not to finish it

So I'ma wrap it up, for real, dog, 'cause I'ma win this shit

Fuck it yo, let's end this shit, I don't need the plaques

And I ain't a DJ, nigga, so I don't need the wax

Gimme slugs for my gats, gimme hoods for my rats

Gimme wood for my bats, then they meet where the fuck I'm at, for real

One, two, X is coming for you

Three, four, better lock your door

Five, six, get your crucifix

Seven, eight, don't stay up late

One, two, X is coming for you

Three, four, better lock your door

Five, six, get your crucifix

Seven, eight, don't stay up late

Damien lyrics - DMX

Uh, Def Jam

Uh, Ruff Ryders

(The Snake the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gon' see them if you living in the fog)

My nigga TP

Creep with me!

(The Snake the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gon' see them if you living in the fog)

[DMX, DMX as Damien, and DMX as his son:]

Why is it every move I make turns out to be a bad one?

Where's my guardian angel? Need one, wish I had one

I'm right here, shorty, and I'ma hold you down

You tryin' to fuck all these bitches? I'ma show you how

But who…? Name's D like you, but my friends call me Damien

And I'ma put you hip to somethin' about this game we in

You and me could take it there, and you'll be

The hottest nigga ever livin' That's a given? You'll see

Hmm, that's what I've been wantin' all my life

Thinkin' about my little man so I call my wife

Well, your dada is about to make it happen

(What you mean, my nigga?) I'm about to make it rappin'

Today I met this cat, he said his name was Damien

He thinks that we're a lot alike and wants to be my friend

(You mean like Chuckie?) Ha ha, yeah, just like Chuckie

(Dada, looks like we're both lucky) Yeah

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gonna see him if you livin' in the fog?

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gonna see him if you livin' in the fog?

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gonna see him if you livin' in the fog?

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gonna see him if you livin' in the fog?

[DMX and DMX as Damien:]

Hey yo, D. Whattup, D? You's a smooth nigga

I seen you when nobody knew who pulled the trigger

Yeah, you know, it's always over dough

You sure? I coulda swore it was over a ho?

Nah, nah, that ain't my style. Nigga, you stay frontin'

But you're still my man, and I ain't gonna say nothin'

Got some weed? Go 'head, smoke it! Go 'head, drink it!

Go 'head and fuck shorty! You know I can keep a secret (aight)

I'm about to have you drivin', probably a Benz

But we gotta stay friends: blood out, blood in

Sounds good to me, fuck it, what I got to lose?

Hmm, nothin' I can think of, any nigga would choose

Got me pushin' the whips, takin' trips across seas

Pockets stay laced, nigga, I floss G's

For that nigga I would bleed, give him my right hand

Now that I think about it… yo, that's my man!

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gonna see him if you livin' in the fog?

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gonna see him if you livin' in the fog?

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gonna see him if you livin' in the fog?

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gonna see him if you livin' in the fog?

You like how everything is goin'? You like what I gave ya?

You know if you was goin' down I'd be the one to save ya

But yo, I need a favor, these cats across town hate me

Plus their behavior hasn't been too good lately

What? Anything for you, dog, where them niggas at?

38th from Broadway. Aight, let me get the gat

Run up on 'em strapped, bust off caps in four niggas

Laid low for 'bout a month then killed two more niggas

Now I'm ready to chill, but you still want me to kill

Look at what I did for you! Dog, come on, keep it real!

Aight, fuck it, I'ma do it, who is it this time?

Hey yo, remember that kid Sean you used to be with in '89?

Naw, that's my man! I thought I was your man?

But yo, that's my nigga! Hey, who's your biggest fan?

Either do it or give me your right hand, that's what you said

I see now ain't nothin' but trouble ahead

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gonna see him if you livin' in the fog?

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gonna see him if you livin' in the fog?

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gonna see him if you livin' in the fog?

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gonna see him if you livin' in the fog?

In the fog, the fog, livin' in the fog

How you gonna see him if you livin' in the fog?

How you gonna see him if you livin' in the fog?

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

To be continued, mothafuckas!

How's It Goin' Down lyrics - DMX

[Guy:] Whose dick you sucking?

[Girl:] Don't call me with that bullshit, alright?

[Guy:] You lying, you lying to me, B

[Girl:] Yeah, exactly

[Guy:] Whose dick you sucking? C'mon B, I just heard some shit about you, some foul shit. The fuck is the deal?

[Girl:] Suck my fucking dick, you bitch-ass nigga! I don't

[Guy:] No, you explain it to me, bitch. You know what I'm talking about

[Girl:] I don't know nobody up here! I don't fuck with nobody up here and I ain't been fucking with nobody up here! I don't know nobody in fucking Yonkers!

[Guy:] Lying-ass bitch. You ain't shit. Do I got to holler his name too?

[Girl:] Who the fuck is he!?

[Guy:] Bitch, you fuckin' him!

[DMX and Faith Evans:]

What type of games is bein' played, how's it goin' down?

(All I want is you)

It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now

(All I want)

Is you with me or what? Think I'm trying to get me a nut

(All I want is you)

Just 'cause honeys wanna give me the butt, what?

(All I want is you)

What type of games is bein' played, how's it goin' down?

(All I want is you)

It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now

(All I want)

Is you with me or what? Think I'm trying to get me a nut

(All I want is you)

Just 'cause honeys wanna give me the butt, what?

(All I want is you)

I'm politickin' with this chicken, wonderin' if I'ma creep her

Little hoodrat bitch from 25th named Tenika

Comin' through, like I do, you know, gettin' my bark on

Knew she was a thug 'cause when I met her she had a scarf on

5411, size 7 in girls

Babyface, would look like she was 11 with curls

Girlfriend, remember me (what?) from way back?

I'm the same cat with the wave cap

That motherfucker that TNT used to blaze at

Still here, so it's all good

Oh, you know my niggas Rich and them

Doin' they thing on 35th? Damn, it's a small hood

And it's all wood, so let me get that number, I get up

Aight? Hit you on the jack later on, see whassup

Talkin' to shorty made me wanna do somethin' nice

Lookin' at that ass made me wanna do somethin' tonight

And I know right when I see right, shorty lookin' like she tight

She bite, better give a nigga the green light, we might…

[DMX and Faith Evans:]

What type of games is bein' played, how's it goin' down?

(All I want is you)

It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now

(All I want)

Is you with me or what? Think I'm trying to get me a nut

(All I want is you)

Just 'cause honeys wanna give me the butt, what?

(All I want is you)

What type of games is bein' played, how's it goin' down?

(All I want is you)

It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now

(All I want)

Is you with me or what? Think I'm trying to get me a nut

(All I want is you)

Just 'cause honeys wanna give me the butt, what?

(All I want is you)

I'm gettin' at shorty like, "What you need? What you want?"

Want for nothin', 'cause I got you, but you front?

I see you with your baby father, but it don't matter

Since you gave me the pussy, that ass is gettin' fatter

Let that nigga play daddy, make moves with me

I'da kept it more than real boo, can't lose with me (true)

Heard he smacked you

'Cause you said my name while y'all was sexin'

Ran up on this cat he thought was me and started flexin'

You know I ain't even with that

So he gon' have to get that just on GP

Try to creep me (what?), leave that nigga sleepy

On the strength of you, that's your kid's daddy

I ain't gon' send him on his way, put him up in that big Caddy

But let him know, never mind, yo, I need you to go

Take this snow up to 1-5-0, see Joe

Get that, come back with that, we can split that, sit back

Fuck, puff a L, forget that; you with that?

[DMX and Faith Evans:]

What type of games is bein' played, how's it goin' down?

(All I want is you)

It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now

(All I want)

Is you with me or what? Think I'm trying to get me a nut

(All I want is you)

Just 'cause honeys wanna give me the butt, what?

(All I want is you)

What type of games is bein' played, how's it goin' down?

(All I want is you)

It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now

(All I want)

Is you with me or what? Think I'm trying to get me a nut

(All I want is you)

Just 'cause honeys wanna give me the butt, what?

(All I want is you)

Ayo, this chicken got me diggin' her moves, 'cause she smooth

Win or lose, whoever she choose, get's the dues

Respect is not expected, but it's given 'cause it's real

Being neglected's the norm, expected, the deal

Lie, cheat, and steal for me

Puttin' somethin' in a nigga's wig if you squeal for me

Kill for me, you're still with me?

'Cause we get down like "What?"

Told you's from the door, it ain't all about a nut

I'm gon' be fair, tryin' to be there, we gon' see then

Hit me with the question, boo, that answer gon' be "Yeah"

See there, somethin' can go wrong, it does

Loved it, let it go, and it came back, that's how strong it was

But she belonged to cuz, couldn't belong to me

She had two kids by this nigga, it was wrong for me

But we gon' always be best of friends, haha

Mad love, boo, to the end, tada!

[DMX and Faith Evans:]

What type of games is bein' played, how's it goin' down?

(All I want is you)

It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now

(All I want)

Is you with me or what? Think I'm trying to get me a nut

(All I want is you)

Just 'cause honeys wanna give me the butt, what?

(All I want is you)

What type of games is bein' played, how's it goin' down?

(All I want is you)

It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now

(All I want)

Is you with me or what? Think I'm trying to get me a nut

(All I want is you)

Just 'cause honeys wanna give me the butt, what?

(All I want is you)

What type of games is bein' played, how's it goin' down?

(All I want is you)

It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now

(All I want)

Is you with me or what? Think I'm trying to get me a nut

(All I want is you)

Just 'cause honeys wanna give me the butt, what?

(All I want is you)

What type of games is bein' played, how's it goin' down?

(All I want is you)

It's on 'til it's gone, then I gots to know now

(All I want)

Is you with me or what? Think I'm trying to get me a nut

(All I want is you)

Just 'cause honeys wanna give me the butt, what? Uhh

(All I want is you)

[Faith Evans:]

All I want

Mickey (Skit) lyrics - DMX

Yo, who is it?

It's Mickey

(Who the fuck is Mickey?)

Who sent you?

It's Mickey

Yo nigga, who sent you?

It's me, Mickey

Aight

Yo, who is it?

It's Mickey

(Who the fuck is Mickey?)

Who sent you?

It's Mickey

Yo nigga, who sent you?

It's me, Mickey

Aight

Crime Story lyrics - DMX

Mnn

Man, uh

Shit stay happen

Ya know

It's crazy dog

It's off the hook

But you know

Real niggas survive

No regardless

Cause I'm heartless

Who is this I see, coming through, it's like 3 in the a.m

I'ma rob this nigga, and when I'm done, I'ma slay him

For being stupid like, comin' through after 1 or 2

And havin' a gun that he couldn't get to, yeah, that one'll do

Foolish niggas learn the hard way, then I teach 'em

Be in the wrong place at the wrong time, then I leach 'em

Like Jigga said, niggas test you when your gun goes warm

So I keep 'em scattering like roaches, when the light turns off

From night to dawn, right from wrong holds no weight

3-57 slugs with a snub nose, trey eight

Settin' all them issues straight (what) squashing all beefs

To the point where the police be blockin' off streets

Got me trapped up in the building, but you know how that go

I stay fucking with the hood rats and I run up in the rab hole

Run through the hallway, see police, face to face

And being I'm telling you this story, means I caught another case

It's either you or me

And more than likely, it's gonna be you, than me

Aiight? Feel me, O

Day 2 of the saga, this fucking drama continues

Waking up like every 2 hours, looking out my window

Plus I keep the 4-4 pointed at the door just in case

When they bust in, I bust them and I'm gunning for the face

"What a waste of potential" is what my teachers used to tell me

"You can always get a job" and cheap shit they tried to sell me

Got me no where but broke and fucked up in the game

But now I got a name, and niggas know my name

Knock of the door "Police! We're looking for a man

Who killed a couple of cops last night and the reward is ten grand"

I play like a bitch "It's just me here, and I'm not dressed

And that guy sounds kind of dangerous, I hope you make an arrest"

That was a close one, now I know I gotta get outta the city

'Cause I know I'm hotter than lava, I'll holla tomorrow

Got my dog on the horn, he like "Fuck, you done did?!

They done ran up in my crib, nigga, patting down my kid!"

Put the harness on the dog, load up the weapons

Murder's on my mind, no half steppin'

Motherfuckers want war, you can get it

Cause I'm tired of running, remember me as the nigga that died gunning

Kamikaze mission, C-4 strapped to the chest

Run up in that joint, raw dog; fuck the vest

They can keep theirs, cause it won't be the slugs that'll kill 'em

It'll be the roar of the C-4 as I'm bringing down the building

When I go, taking a bunch of the motherfuckas with me

I ain't sitting around waiting for them faggot niggas to come and get me

I bring it to 'em, service with a smile; what nigga?

Didn't know a dog with rabies was up in the cut, nigga?

Now that you finally finding out what this shit means

I'm at the precinct, 116th

Run up in there, open up my jacket "You motherfuckas looking for me?"

"Well here I am! Now you coming with me!"

Man, that shit is crazy, baby

Can you dig it, can you dig it, can you feel it, is you with it

It's off the hook y'all

Stop Being Greedy lyrics - DMX

Y'all been eatin' long enough now, stop bein' greedy

Just keep it real, partner, give to the needy

Ribs is touchin', so don't make me wait

Fuck around and I'm gon' bite you and snatch the plate

I could flip that flow, I could stick that ho

I could get that dough, you know I'm with that, yo

Ain't a thing about the shit I came through I haven't seen

But when it gets dark, it's like a nigga's havin' dreams

Or nightmares, the light dares to desert me

Got me like everybody wants to hurt me

Paranoid, so I strike out at whatever

The closest thing to me is gonna get it, but never

Will I kill, I think death is wrong

So I'ma keep holdin' on 'til what's left is gone

You could put that on my nigga Boom

These other rap cats will give a nigga room

But if it calls for me to force my way in the door

Headhuntin' motherfuckas, stay on the floor

4-4, that's what I get sick with (Grrrrrrr)

Four more, now all this is liquid (Grrrrrr)

Y'all been eatin' long enough now, stop bein' greedy

Just keep it real, partner, give to the needy

Ribs is touchin', so don't make me wait

Fuck around and I'm gon' bite you and snatch the plate

Y'all been eatin' long enough now, stop bein' greedy

Just keep it real, partner, give to the needy

Ribs is touchin', so don't make me wait

Fuck around and I'm gon' bite you and snatch the plate

I thank the Lord everyday that I'm blessed with a gift

I'm the best, so unless you wanna rest with the stiff

Don't touch that, uh-uh, leave it alone

When you walk pass the doghouse, leave it a bone

Dogs bite, dogs fight, dogs knife

Scratch, shake, and hold all night

So when you hear the arf arf, start runnin'

'Cause when you hear the arf arf, I'm comin'

But I don't like drama, so I stay to myself

Keep focus with this rap shit and pray for the wealth

I want the money, just give me the honeys with big asses

The most expensive champagne you got in big glasses

I'm broke so I'ma bash his head wide open

Beggin' me to stop, but at least he died hopin'

Didn't get his wish, and now he's a dish for the pack

Two glowin' red eyes, everything else is black

Y'all been eatin' long enough now, stop bein' greedy

Just keep it real, partner, give to the needy

Ribs is touchin', so don't make me wait

Fuck around and I'm gon' bite you and snatch the plate

Y'all been eatin' long enough now, stop bein' greedy

Just keep it real, partner, give to the needy

Ribs is touchin', so don't make me wait

Fuck around and I'm gon' bite you and snatch the plate

When the sun is up, the gun is up on the shelf

And all the runners up are thankin' me for their health

Hopin' that they not around when it gets dark outside

When the sun's goin' down, you hear the bark outside

Locks off the cage, gauge with the buck shots

Faggot, you've been lucky all day, that's when your luck stops

One drops, then another and another

Gun pops, goin' through you and your mother

When does it all end? I found a friend in a dog

'Cause fuckin' with these cats will send a friend to the morgue

Many questions, no answers, just stress

Try to hold my head and remember that I'm blessed

With the curse and it gets worse as time goes by

Can't see straight 'cause I'm so high

Why ask why when you know?

Nigga, when it's your time to go, you go

Y'all been eatin' long enough now, stop bein' greedy

Just keep it real, partner, give to the needy

Ribs is touchin', so don't make me wait

Fuck around and I'm gon' bite you and snatch the plate

Y'all been eatin' long enough now, stop bein' greedy

Just keep it real, partner, give to the needy

Ribs is touchin', so don't make me wait

Fuck around and I'm gon' bite you and snatch the plate

Y'all been eatin' long enough now, stop bein' greedy

Just keep it real, partner, give to the needy

Ribs is touchin', so don't make me wait

Fuck around and I'm gon' bite you and snatch the plate

Y'all been eatin' long enough now, stop bein' greedy

Just keep it real, partner, give to the needy

Ribs is touchin', so don't make me wait

Fuck around and I'm gon' bite you and snatch the plate

ATF lyrics - DMX

Got me on the run

Uh, uh

"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM! Open the door, ATF!"

Too late to send my girl downstairs to say he left

Hit the basement, go through the replacement door

Come up in my neighbor's yard, with a taste for war

You know I laced the four with the hollows

Crack the safe, grab the bottles

What you want me to do? Beep Carlos!

Two houses over by the tall black fence

I keep the hooptie parked for situations like this

There go Grease, yo, get in, you drive

What the fuck you doing nigga? Tryna stay alive

Cops on every corner, I lean back and try to cruise by

Who the fuck could'a snitched? Must have been a new guy

Damn, they back on our ass

Put your foot back on the gas, step on it fast

Trying to pull up on the side, but I'm packing to blast

Trying to take the niggas heads off, fuck cracking the glass

Hey, look out, skrrt! Damn, came so close

You almost hit that bitch! (Like you said nigga, almost)

Shit, the cops hit her and I know they ain't gon' leave her

Go up here, make this left, pull it over, take a breather

Drop it on the floor!

Boom! Got it through the door

Pedal to the floor, leave officers flyin'

Death is in the air and I don't know if it's mine

But I know if it's time, it'll be what it is

And all I can think of is, "What about my kids?"

Shit, they on the corner, hit the sidewalk, quick!

1, 2, 3, 4, 5 more clips

Hit the fire hydrant, get low for the shootout

Run through the fire, pull a joint from my boot out

Caught me in the shoulder, the neck, the ear

I'm going out fast, and the last thing I hear is

"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM! Open the door, ATF!"

For My Dogs lyrics - DMX (feat. Big Stan, Loose, Kasino & Drag-On)

[DMX:]

My niggas

[Big Stan:]

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog... my niggas

[Kasino:]

My dogs the beginning of this bloodline of mine

That spark this in a nigga's heart and cause him to shine

Before all the rhyme lessons that I keep in my mind, I owe you

And I give my right hand to show you

Whether it's fist or guns whatever it go to

It's me they go through if ever they want you

I'd light the flame, dead game and trying to scratch

K-A-S I know where my dogs is at

[Big Stan:]

And I'm gonna be the one behind just to keep you on your toes

I be your extra eyes and hold you down around your foes

I be your extra gun, if you need me let me know

For my dogs I be the first to cock it back and let it go

They do it for the dough me I do it for the love

You're my nigga to the death so I treat you like my blood

If push comes to shove and they try to send you back to the streets

I give my last to put you back on your feet, feel me

[Big Stan:]

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog... my niggas

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog... my niggas

[Drag-On:]

You my dog nigga I die for

Shit bust a five for see the judge and lie for

You the type of nigga I throw weight up on the block for

Just go ahead and lock jaws, and your half? I got yours

Send in the dog I smell it all night

I told niggas to shut up and write X barks with a hell of a bite

For the love, they always will be till they kill me

I put my thugs on it and slugs with my blood on it

[Loose Cannon:]

And to my mothafuckin' dogs big ups to your first share

Niggas know the deal just waitin for them plaques to get shipped

Do your thing, nigga, you know we got your back

Cause real dogs always return with food for the pack

Why these wack niggas swinging when they gonna miss

Take it from me he was nice before all this

Yo, X, rain on em cause after that comes the blood

Ruff Ryders feed all they dogs wit raw blood

[Big Stan:]

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog... my niggas

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog... my niggas

[DMX:]

My people show love (what!) and haven't left me stranded yet

Though I have a death wish it ain't been granted yet

So until then I'm gonna be that nigga all up in your chest (come on)

Until the lord decides to lay my ass down to rest

Bless the body at the funeral and hope I don't burn

Was a hard headed nigga and nope I don't learn

Saw the truth but chose to ignore it wasn't going for it

My nigga had to give it to me (AHH!) then I saw it

This is clear as day I know here's the day

I'm gonna be on my way nothing more to say

But take me lord make me lord what you will

Really wanted to chill but learned how to kill

Been downhill from then on cause I been on

Some shit hit on every move to get ten on

The next sac but you know that's how X act

That's why these street niggas is waiting for the next track

[Big Stan:]

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog, this is for my dog

This is for my dog... my niggas

I Can Feel It lyrics - DMX (feat. Nardo)

[DMX:]

Sometimes

Sometimes you just know

You just know, that's all

[Nardo:]

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Hold on

I've been waiting for this moment for all my life

Hold on, hold on

[DMX:]

The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger

When it was hunger that stopped a nigga from goin' under

And you wonder why I pat you on your head and smile

Look in your eyes and thank the Lord for my child

Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you, and I hope you can take it

Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it

Gotta put you on yo' ass to see what it does to you

When you stand up, you see that I'm just showin' love to you

Other niggas'll put a slug through you, over your ends

Cats I fucked with are real, but hey, those are your friends

It's just what you got comin', sometimes you don't know

What you askin' for, yet you ask for more

Shut the casket door, this one here good as done

They thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run

Nigga died with his gun still up in the holster

It is comin' in the air? Yeah, it's gettin' closer

[Nardo:]

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Hold on

I've been waiting for this moment for all my life

Hold on, hold on

[DMX:]

I see life through many shades of grays and blacks

I could take that and hit 'em with the blazin' tracks

When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams

It takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams

The Devil got a hold on me, and he won't let go

I can feel the Lord pullin', but he movin' dead slow

Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion

Some of us may do the winnin', but we all do the losin'

It's just who does the choosin', is you goin' up or down?

What have you been provin'? Just that you were a fuckin' clown

Been seen the bullshit but never spoke on it

'Cause I know that deep down you really don't want it

I was traded the chance of bein' a child with a father

For a talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder

My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife

That's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at night – come on!

[Nardo:]

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Hold on

I've been waiting for this moment for all my life

Hold on, hold on

[DMX:]

There's a lot of shit that I let slide, 'cause it's outta my hands

Lot of niggas I let ride, but it's not in my plans

That a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog

Families by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue

Full moon, (ah-oo) – the howlin'

(Grr) – the growlin', (shh) – the prowlin'

Don't know love, can't show love

That means you gonna need mo' love than an old thug

But hold up, roll up, talkin' out the side of your mouth

Is what's gonna let niggas know why you died in your house

While they lied to your spouse, told her it was suicide

But you and I both knew, the truth'll never die

Listen, nigga, if you scared, get a dog

But be prepared for the mob

'Cause you dead up in the fog

And that's your head by the log

I can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there

This is hell and we're both here, can you feel it? Tell me yeah!

[Nardo:]

I can feel it coming

In the air tonight, hold on

I've been waiting

For this moment for all my life

Hold on, hold on

Prayer lyrics - DMX

I come to you hungry and tired, you give me food and let me sleep

I come to you weak, you give me strength and that's deep

You call me a sheep and lead me to green pastures

Only asking that I keep the focus in between the chapters

You give me the word and only ask that I interpret

And give me the eyes that I may recognize the serpent

You know I ain't perfect, but you'd like me to try

Unlike the devil who just wants me to lie, 'til I die

Lord, why is it that I go through so much pain?

All I saw was black, all I felt was rain

I come to you because it's you who knows

You showed me that everything was black because my eyes were closed

You gave me the light and let me bask in your glory

So it was only right that when you ask for this story

I put it together to do our dogs some good

Our dogs being brothers and sisters in the hood

Plenty of times you sent help my way, but I hid

And I remember once you held me close, but I slid

There was something that I just had to see

That you wanted me to see so I can be what you wanted me to be

And I think I've seen it, 'cause I don't feel the same

Matter of fact, I know I've seen it, I can feel the change

And it's strange, almost got me beating down your door

But I have never known a love like this before

It's a wonderful feeling to get away from the pain

And up under the ceiling I get away from the rain

And the strain that I feel when I'm here is gone

I know real so I wipe away the tears; it's on

And I almost lost faith when you took my man

Monty, Paso, and Jay's brother Dan

And I fear that what I'm saying won't be heard until I'm gone

But it's all good, 'cause I really didn't expect to live long

So if it takes for me to suffer, for my brother to see the light

Give me pain 'til I die, but please, Lord, treat him right

The Convo lyrics - DMX

[DMX and DMX as God:]

You tell me that there's love here, but to me it's blatant

That with all the blood here, I'm dealin' with Satan

Plus with all the hatin', it's hard to keep peace (uh huh)

Thou shall not steal, but I will to eat

I tried doin' good, but good's not too good for me

Misunderstood, why you chose the hood for me?

Me? I'm aight; I just had to work hard at it

Went to grandma for the answer and she told me that God had it

So now here I am, confused and full of questions

Am I born to lose or is this just a lesson?

And who is gon' choose when it gets turned around?

And will it be laying in my own blood and on the ground?

My child, I've watched you grow up and I've been there

Even at those times you least suspected it, I was there

And look at what I've given you – a talent to rhyme

I may not come when you call, but I'm always on time

Somebody's knockin'

Should I let 'em in?

Lord, we're just startin'

But where will it end

Somebody's knockin'

Should I let 'em in

Lord, we're just startin'

But where will it end?

[DMX and DMX as God:]

But when the funds are low, the guns'll blow

Lookin' for that one that owe, make 'em run that dough

No! Put down the guns and write a new rhyme

You'll get it all in due time, you'll do fine, just have faith 'cause you mine

And when you shine, it's gon' be a sight to behold

So don't fight to be old or lose sight when it's cold

See that light down the road? It's gon' to guide you there

Two sets of footprints; I was right beside you there

But what about them times I only saw one?

Those were the times when I was under the gun — It was then I carried you my son

Led you to safety, it just wasn't your time to face me (uh huh)

Ayo, a few of them times I thought you would erase me

When all you did was embrace me, prepared me for the worst

Offered me eternal life and scared me with the hearse

And the curse turned to grace when the hurt turned to faith

No more runnin' or slidin' in the dirt, 'cause I'm safe

Somebody's knockin'

Should I let 'em in?

Lord we're just startin'

But where will it end?

Somebody's knockin'

Should I let 'em in?

So if I'm your man, I'm in your hands, what's your plan?

Never had a friend 'cause you couldn't trust your man

Learned to stand before I crawled, things were twisted

And if you showed me anything at all, then I missed it

Looked the wrong way, I've done some wrong things

Kept a bad attitude, but that's what wrong brings

And now you mean to tell me that after all this time

It was you that kept the dog from goin' out of my mind?

It was you that breathed life into my lungs when I was born?

And it was you that let me know what was right from what was wrong?

And it was you that let me do, what I knew what could be done?

And it was you that gave me a good wife and a beautiful son?

And it's been you speakin' to me inside my mind?

And it's been you who has forgiven time after time?

It was you who opened my eyes so I could see?

And it was you that shined your light on me?

Niggaz Done Started Something lyrics - DMX (feat. The Lox & Mase)

[Sheek Louch:]

Yo, ayo let's get papers and pop Mo' with hoes up in skyscrapers

In condiminiums, overlooking our drug capers

New York City, know only way to play is gritty

I want cheddar, so we can front up in the 850

My whole committee like to puff L's and look jiggy

Who wan' test this? My semi leave you chestless

And ain't shit that you can say to me when you be breathless

Young, but I done did shit that you won't do

So go ahead wit the bullshit you blab about goin through

I got niggas who PUMP on yo' block and in your spot

Who sit next to you? Protectin you?

But they'll murder you, playa

Don status, nigga we gettin chipsesis

And bad bitchsesis, fronting, fronting in eclipsesis

[Ma$e:]

Ayo, Ma$e and The LOX

We taking knots from the out of state spots

Any nigga make it hot, get found in vacant lot

You don't really wanna come try, the one guy

Who stay dumb high from blunt lye

The Rikers, Sing Sing alumni

Who got more beef than a Islamic farm

So I pack enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs

It's not a nigga in your gang want it

My AK slay gays, spray strays wit niggas' names on it

Often I bug, then bust off on a thug

Have a chump coughing blood, fill his coffin with slugs

Yo, you know I got enough guns to wreck a nation

Any nigga wave a TEC at Mason, have a explanation

You bring your crew and 'em and I'm doing 'em

Then I'm beating 'em down with aluminum

Then I'm putting two in 'em

You can't touch me, I've been devil sent, wanted for embezzlement

A lot of other things, but that's irrelevant

[Styles P and DMX:]

If you love the money, then prepare to die for it

Niggas done started something

You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it

Niggas done started something

If you love the money, then prepare to die for it

Niggas done started something

You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it

Niggas done started something

[Jadakiss:]

Yo, check out the kid that get coke like Sosa

Never turned down chocha, be in the Costa

Rica, sipping margaritas with a mami

Cleaning my Tommy, showing love to my army

Whenever The Lox find rippy blocks, we kill 'em

Yeah I hear niggas, but I still don't feel 'em

And this for the listeners, and prisoners

And them jealous rap cats that prefer dissing us

My 16's be so real

You can feel 'em in your vein

Like Ramello's pops from Sugar Hill

J be the cause for the kiss at your wake

Cartel lips, spitting clips at your face

We started from the bottom, you'll see beg niggas' pardon

Whatever, we can do it at the Garden

Word life, this shit is real, B

I'm making niggas blow trial even if they not guilty

[Styles P:]

I want a palace for my thugs, with oriental rugs

Green bags from drugs, get whacked for the love

Twenty niggas batter me, still couldn't shatter me

I'm only getting up, splitting up your anatomy

Official LOX family, grants niggas handing me

I want the finer things, and I hope you understanding me

Sitting at the table, planning and plug the fan in

Let the sweat dry off and then grab your cannon

Think you're smartest, and retaliate the hardest

Regardless, if you're a thug or a rap artist

Respect me like Pesci

And if rap was hockey, I be Gretzky, puffing Nestle

And y'all niggas done starting something

Acting invincible like you God or something

If you God, then I'ma make salat 'til you rot

And if you a playa, then play for everything you got

And if you a thug, then start busting off shots

And if you a dog, you better bite before you bark

[Styles P and DMX:]

If you love the money, then prepare to die for it

Niggas done started something

You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it

Niggas done started something

[DMX:]

Don't came at me with no bullshit, use caution

'Cause when I wet shit, I dead shit, like abortions

For bigger portions, of extortion and racketeering

Got niggas fearing, fuck whatchu heard, this what you hearing

How much darker must it get, how much harder must it hit

See if your hardest niggas flip, when I start a bunch of shit

I like pussy, but not up in my face, so give me 3 feet

'Cause when we creep, no more than 3 deep, niggas see sheep

Bloodhounds found your shit buried in the mud

Following traces of gun powder, residue and blood

A positive ID is impossible, so you know

John Doe is what they gon' be putting on that tag on your toe

Now who gon' tell your mother, her baby's under a cover

In the morgue, stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs

Son of a hardheaded nigga that wouldn't listen

So you got what you came for

(What's that?) Surgery with the chainsaw

I hit the fucking streets

'Cause, like I said before, ain't nothing going down until I eat

Muh'fuckers think it's all about impressing bitches and stressing bitches

Well, I'm testing bitches game, undressing bitches, and caressing bitches

And dealing with muh'fuckers on all level, what I'm dealing with is all devils

Fucking with snakes running with niggas you call rebels

I got an army of 730 niggas, dirty niggas

That come through and worry niggas

30 niggas that like to bury niggas and scary niggas get it all the time

'Cause what they got is all of mine, your man was talking shit until I pulled the nine

And if I don't know you, I don't fuck witchu

And if you with my man, then he getting stuck witchu

And gave it the money, 'cause I just lost my mind when he crossed the line

Sent his back through his chest then I tossed the nine

Boss of crime, black Gotti, I stack bodies with the black shottie

Bitch-ass niggas who act snotty

Get it

[Interviewer and DMX:]

These niggas is for real

These niggas ain't playing

This ain't no fucking game

You think we playing?

Ruff Ryders

Grrrrrr

mixtape: Unleashed & Unreleased (1998)

• Y.O. Freestyle
• Ghetto Life
• Can't You See (Freestyle)
• Niggaz Can't Touch Me Kid
• ATF (Open The Door)
• Baby Mother
• 4, 3, 2, 1 Freestyle
• Deeper & Deeper
• Any MC
• Edge Of Da Night
• Who Shot Ya (Freestyle)
• Fuck Dat (I Ain't Goin' Back)
• Against The Grain
• Mary J. Blige
• Spellbound (The Original)
• Up To No Good
• Hardcore Outro 

Y.O. Freestyle lyrics - DMX

Hit me dog. I'll start from some motherfuckin' old school shit first

Ima hit em with some old school shit

I'm on some shit like dog

School street is schooling

Ghetto Life lyrics - DMX

Niggas say I'm bugging

And ask me what's that shit I'm on

Cause I did them wrong

Carry breezy, and get 'em gone

What I'm on is some real "fuck the world" shit

And hoes like the cruddy

Because I'll fuck your girl, quick

That nigga Earl sick

That's what they used to say in school

Throwing tantrums, and stabbing niggas with pencils everyday in school

A wise man can play the fool for reasons of his own

I knew that I would understand the reasons when I'm grown

But now it's on

They started something they wasn't ready for

At the age of 10 I'm busting down a steady four

Comin out for visit but what's a visit when there's no home?

Other kids' parents like 'this little boy's so grown!'

That's what happens? When you're raised in the streets

All I really want is to get praised in the streets

And he who lays in the streets with your last breath

Ask the Lord for forgiveness and you may have a fast death

It's not like me to have my back turned to open places

I wanna see it when it's comin, so I can open faces

Open cases got me payin to stay out of jail

While these streets, got me to prayin to stay out of hell

Slipped, and I fell, got back up – slipped again

But no matter what it's been, niggas never got a win

It's a thin line I walk, everyday but I'm good!

Project nigga all my life, but wouldn't say the hood!

Knew what I was doin, everyday that I've been doin it

Seein niggas havin a good time, so I'ma ruin it

Fuck you, and fuck your man, both y'all niggas is puss!

Frontin like you out the jungle but ain't never seen a bush!

When push comes to shove, whatever love we had take it witchu

Now peep what I just said and see how long it takes to hit you

Everybody knows you can talk all day

But when it's on what you gonna do – walk away?

One love Boomer, rest in peace, baby!

Dark Man X, DMX

Can't You See (Freestyle) lyrics - DMX

When I creep through

Niggas is see through

Just like negligee

Ain't no talkin cause there ain't much that the dead can say

Long as I'm walking I be strappin my dogs

Rackin the hogs

Desert Eagle packin the morgues

Metal slabs with yellow tags on toes it's

What happens to those that

Chose to be foes and

Bet his man knows

But yo, we only get stronger

And the amount of time we're facing is only gettin longer

Get the mayor on the horn!

It's time for shit to go down

Strapped for the show down

Wet up yo crib, kick the door down

Know you schemin' so I gots to get you first

Put you right up in a brand new hearse

Could be worse

Shoulda seen what I gave this nigga

Two vests couldn't save this nigga

The way I laid this nigga

Played this nigga

But that's what I'm good at

Layin niggas out in fightin' pits and fuckin' hoodrats

Where's my fuckin' hood at?

I flip on niggas like snitches

Rip on niggas like bitches

Then pour niggas in ditches

They ain't found half the bodies that a nigga caught

Or should I say a nigga bought

Cause ain't nothing like getting' paid for, a nigga sport

Triple what a nigga thought

But that's just how shit be

I know that one day they gon' try that shit wit me

But just as long as I'm on top of shit

I ain't stoppin shit

And ain't a motherfucker droppin' shit

Sat shorty down and told him how much his peeps missed him

Boom, one shot through his respiratory system

Kissed him good night, put him to bed

Put four mo to the head, so he know he understood what I said

Red was all over the place, it didn't look good

But I did what a crook would, searched the crib and took goods

And every night it's the stress

That makes me put another nigga to rest

Make another nigga one less

Niggaz Can't Touch Me Kid lyrics - DMX

"Hey yo, let me know I'm saying, if you recording when the beat come in"

"I'm recording right now motherfucker"

"Hey yo, niggas can't touch me kid"

"What was that god?"

"I said niggas can't touch me kid."

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Ain't no way for me to say just how deep the flow gets

Still waking up in cold sweats, over old threats

And I done did more time than a clock

From the Valhalla to the Rock

I represent on every block

Its the Dizark! Straight out the Grizound!

And from now on this is how Shizits going Dizown!

Clizown, come through squashing toes

Don't even breathe cause in jail you was washing clothes

Get in front of hoes and start fakin' G, let you tell it you getting dough like a bakery

Making me Schemin plots at yo, ass like to dream I put that head to bed and you can dream a lot!

Funny shit is before I shot tha nigga, you shoulda seen how the bitch came up out tha nigga!

Now I got the nigga but I could run up in 'em made 'em say "Daddy" before I put the gun up in 'em

Put one up in 'em, two three, empty the clip

Have his whole head looking like a busted lip

And I skip, cause I can't stand another case

Went to his wake so I could laugh at the look on his mother's face

Even though I know it ain't shit funny about knocking a nigga off just to get money

I still do what I gots to and just be grateful that I never got you cause I woulda SHOT YOU!

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Yeah, you know how I'm living nigga

Straight up ruthless, let's leave yo man toothless, ain't nothing given nigga

I been cruddy cause just long as I can remember since 1970 the 18 of December

Earl Simmons, the bastard that nobody wanted was born

Niggas showed me a joint made 'em run it, it's on

Can't a bank around the way say I ain't stuck it

Quick as I catch a body I can be one, so fuck it!

I ain't got shit to lose but my life

Plug you in the gut and watch the blood ooze down my knife

I laugh at death cause to me it's funny

Don't give a fuck about shit, what matters to me is money!

Sonny, I could teach yo ass a trick or two about stacking the dough, macking a hoe and what the dick'll do

I drove a bitch until the bitch is worthless

Have her sucking my mans dick and make it look good on the surface

A nigga get the same treatment

I'm leaving guts on walls, and brains all over the cement

But no remorse for the corpse cause I still kick 'em

He ain't bleeding enough so I stick 'em

And I will have another body

Kinda like how I feel when I'm blowing up another party

And shit is cracking in the hood now so I'm good now

Talking bout you good now

Oh, you would? How?

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Plenty of niggas know dirty is how I do 'em

Push buck shots from a 30 right through 'em

Cause ain't none of ya'll motherfuckers built for war

And I lay down the law when I spray down ya door

Fuck around and my name'll be 19 5 be 64 11

On the 3 and a half to 7

But even up north I put niggas to waste so if you wanna stop the violence

GET THE FUCK OUT MY FACE!

Paroled in four, peeps hit the board off

Bitches is fucking but I sleeps with the sawed off!

I got shit to do, crews to break, moves to make

Wait for the news to break, I got dues to take

I don't joke cuz jokers is cards

And cards are what I pull

Infrared with the clip full, no leash on my pitbull

This shit is hot like the wax off a candle stick

But how I handle shit, is to dismantle shit (Dundundundunduhdada)

Like Popeye and it's spinach time, running through niggas like your tape at the finish line

What ya crew gonna do when I put the pressure on?

And it hurts wanna be gangstas in skirts?

And the bitch is coming all up out the nigga!

One false move and they mom's will read about the nigga

And they girls will be without the nigga

Matter fact, I'm tired of talking money throw ya joints up, let's scrap

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

Niggas can't touch me kid

"Can't touch me kid...word up

Can't touch me kid...word up

They can't touch me kid!

Word like can't touch me kid

Word to mans can't touch me kid

Cuz I get big can't touch me kid

Cuz that's how it is can't touch me kid

I lives how I lives can't touch me kid

Fresh off a bid can't touch me kid

Get the body and slid can't touch me kid

Yo I did what I did can't touch me kid

Now who get big? can't touch me kid!

"Uhhhhh....HAHA!! AHHHHH!!"

ATF (Open The Door) lyrics - DMX

Got me on the run

Uh, uh

Boom, boom, boom, open the door, atf

To late to send my girl downstairs to say he left

To the basement, go through the replacement door

Come up in my neighbor's yard, wit' a taste for war

You know I laced the four, wit' the hallows

Crack the safe, got the bottles

Whatchu want me to do?

Beep carlos!

Two houses over by the tall black fence

I keep the hooptie parked for situations like this

There go a priest, yo, get in, you drive

What the fuck you doin nigga?

Tryin to stay alive

Cops on every corner, I lay back and try to cruise by

Who the fuck could'a snitched? must'a been a new guy

Damn, in back on our ass

Put your foot back on the gas, step on it fast

Tryin' to pull up on the side, but I'm packin' to blast

Tryin' to take the niggas heads off, fuck crackin' the glass

Hey, look out, [bark], damn

Came so close, you almost hit that bitch

Like you said nigga, almost

Shit, the cops hit her, and I know they ain't gon' leave her

Go up here, make this left, pull it over, take a breather

[Breathing sounds]

Drop it on the floor, boom

Got it through the door, peddle to the floor, an office line

Death is in the air, and I don't know if it's mine

But I know if it's time, it'll be what it is

And all I can think of is what about my kids

Shit, they on the corner, hit the sidewalk, quick!

1, 2, 3, 4, 5 more clips

Hit the fire hydrant, get low for the shootout

Run through the fire, pull a gun from my boot out

Caught me in the shoulder, the neck, the ear

I'm goin' out fast and the last thing I hear is

Boom, boom, boom, open the door, atf

Baby Mother lyrics - DMX

Know what I'm sayin? Keepin it real

I've been through mad stress, man

Know what I'm sayin? That baby motha, she won't be helpin, man

Just put mad stress on me

Know what I'm sayin? Not helpin at all

Just get at me dog! Get at me

My baby motha be buggin soon as I walked in the door

Got me like "Yo, I ain't fuckin with that bitch no more"

She know I love her but I can't fuck with her

She thinkin cause we got a kid together, I'm stuck with her

My baby motha be buggin soon as I walked in the door

Got me like "Yo, I ain't fuckin with that bitch no more"

She know I love her but I can't fuck with her

She thinkin cause we got a kid together, I'm stuck with her

My baby's motha be buggin, she wanna blast stick bitches

One of them talk shit, and then get they ass kicked bitches

Once upon a story, yall niggas know the story

And that everything is lovely when it's all about the glory

But soon as shit hit the fan, honies be wanna take the kid and scram

I'm having bad thoughts, don't like how dark it's getting man

From the time I wake up and get dressed

I get stressed, and hardly ever get rest

It's 96, so I'm on some different shit cousin

She ain't gon have me liftin through that riffin shit buggin'

I got moves to make and mad shit to do

Her friends are looking good so I might hit the crew

It's like one and two that might get a nigga that big and happy

And I know them bitches will fuck me cause when I see 'em, they be winkin at me

You listenin thinkin that's a crazy brother

But I'm gon have to be a father who ain't fuckin with his baby motha

My baby motha be buggin soon as I walked in the door

Got me like "Yo, I ain't fuckin with that bitch no more"

She know I love her but I can't fuck with her

She thinkin cause we got a kid together, I'm stuck with her

My baby motha be buggin soon as I walked in the door

Got me like "Yo, I ain't fuckin with that bitch no more"

She know I love her but I can't fuck with her

She thinkin cause we got a kid together, I'm stuck with her

Bitches be callin the cops, thinkin they callin the shots

Takin the good with the bad baby, it's all in the pot

So do yo thing, cause I'm doin mine boo

A nigga just been chillin, I been doin fine, and you?

I kicked it with my honey and she put me on to something

You gon think until you really see me gon, I'm frontin

Maybe if you kept your friends of respectable distance

Out of our business, I wouldn't have to come and visit

I thought you knew, let the shit you like switchin clothes

When them bitches through, ain't to co sure when they home

But that ain't never stopped yo ass from passin on the Guess

Askin for that Cougie sweater, patten up the breast

Patten up the butt, but you think niggas is stupid

Last week yo shit was like the dog, look at it now, too big

I ain't gon blow yo shit no more, I shouldn't be even did that

Cause you my baby motha, and I'ma always hit that

My baby motha be buggin soon as I walked in the door

Got me like "Yo, I ain't fuckin with that bitch no more"

She know I love her but I can't fuck with her

She thinkin cause we got a kid together, I'm stuck with her

My baby motha be buggin soon as I walked in the door

Got me like "Yo, I ain't fuckin with that bitch no more"

She know I love her but I can't fuck with her

She thinkin cause we got a kid together, I'm stuck with her

My baby motha be buggin soon as I walked in the door

Got me like "Yo, I ain't fuckin with this bitch no more"

Give me a Puerto Rican honey that cook rice and beans

And hair down to her ass, who looks nice in them jeans

So I can be like "Damn, you looking good and I wanna fuck you"

But you a chicken so when I'm finish, I got a duck you

You layin like up you don't wanna leave

I told you I got a girl but you don't wanna believe

My baby's mother be buggin and if you wanna see what honey do

Be here when she get back, she bless you with the twenty-two

But ain't even fuck with her like that

Cuz I know, this is the only thing that make her fight that

If you a schemin nigga, go head try your hand

She might give the number, but you'll never be the man

Even if you get the pussy [?]

My baby motha be buggin soon as I walked in the door

Got me like "Yo, I ain't fuckin with that bitch no more"

She know I love her but I can't fuck with her

She thinkin cause we got a kid together, I'm stuck with her

My baby motha be buggin soon as I walked in the door

Got me like "Yo, I ain't fuckin with that bitch no more"

She know I love her but I can't fuck with her

She thinkin cause we got a kid together, I'm stuck with her

4, 3, 2, 1 Freestyle lyrics - DMX

Niggas is puss

Keep me runnin from the werewolf, owww

Howling at the moon on the roof

Eh, ah, no, get em

Ten niggas on him, hope God's with him

Give me the bat, let me split him

I'll have em where the pillow and the casket won't fit him (Wooo!)

Only reason I did him, he wouldn't fight back

Trieed to strike back

Left him like that, layin up with the white hat

Gettin right back at ya when I snatch ya (Aight!)

Up out the grave, nuthin but bones and ashes

Hittin niggas with gashes to the head

Straight to the white meat but the street stay red (Heeey!)

But this girl gave me head for free

Cause they see, who I'ma be by like 2003 (2003!)

That Nigga D took it there

He thought it was a joke

He went through like 20 G's and thought that

I was broke, stupid

That's what you get for thinkin and eventually

Found that's what you get for stinkin

Blowin up the spot when you rot

Plus if it gets hot they know you dipped

For four squared blocks

Hit em with the ox to the grill

Eh, ah, kill nigga kill

Yet still they don't know I'ma rob who

That dog DMX is a muthafuckin problem

Deeper & Deeper lyrics - DMX

Niggas is scared to fuck with the Dog cause I'm shady

You remember that kid from runnin up and down from Buildin 80? (UHH!)

Highs are extreme lows are suicidal

Got me reachin for the Bible cause I, think I'm genocidal (aah!)

Fakers think I'm bluffin but I'm not

Say that I be buggin cause I be makin it hot

Knowin all I got is my, nuts and my word (uh!)

Though I'm never seen, the Dark is always heard

I speak for those who speak with glocks (UHH) from frequent blocks (UHH)

Where the objective is to put in twelve, stay alive and leave in knots

From little rocks bein sold

Then motherfucker, if you LIVE to see 40 then you old

And me bein the way I am, if the Devil close to me

And that's the reason why I'm never I'm supposed to be

I chose to be, on some Dark shit (uhh)

Rip apart shit and start shit until whenever I depart bitch (aah!)

The hard shit, will leave yo' ass stretched (uh!) laid the fuck out

I'm on the edge, WHAT! Life is played out

I made out, kinda good with the last couple of runs

Up the, coast with it; couple of keys, couple of guns

The funds wasn't the issue, it was OTHER shit (uhh)

That had me flippin on my brother's shit, stealin from my mother's shit (UHH)

Cry by myself, I couldn't hide form myself

And if I push my wig back, then I die by myself

Deeper and deeper

With every move I make I'm fallin

Deeper and deeper

These souls from underground keep callin

Deeper and deeper

With every move I make I'm fallin

Deeper and deeper

These souls from underground keep callin

Why is it that I do what I do?

Why is it that, only to these streets can I be true?

I ain't never been shit, my peoples been told me so

Hold me yo; niggas don't, know me yo!

Cause they ain't out that mob that's out to get niggas

Rip niggas, split niggas when you hit niggas

Long as there's bodies to be caught, there's shotties to be bought (YEAH)

Hired that transport, fake Gotti's to extort

I cry for help but niggas don't, hear me (AHHHH!)

Niggas don't understand me! That's why niggas fear me

Hit the old neighborhood cause I'm bout to end it

Stressin shit that I went through and what I BEEN did

Niggas I offended, will have to take it as a loss

Cause in a minute, what I'm THINKIN is about to look like sauce (BOOM!)

Gots to pay the cost and this time it's gon' cost you my life

My love to my children and my, wife (peace)

Step to the last – would I, could I, should I?

Really understand with, seein with my good eye

The hood I, came up in showed no mercy

Unforgiven of the many plagues that cursed me (uh!)

The worst we went through would make a, grown man fumble

Learnin to walk, and it HURTS when you stumble

Figure out the jumble and you live, if not you DIE

On my knees, hands up to the sky, WHY?

Deeper and deeper

With every move I make I'm fallin

Deeper and deeper

These souls from underground keep callin

It gets dark baby!

What must I go through to show you shit is real

And I ain't really never gave a fuck how niggas feel

I rob then I steal, not cause I want to cause I have to

And don't make me show you with the Magnum

Don't know by now then you slippin

I'm on some bullshit that's got me jacking, niggas flippin

I got my man and them stay pretty like I'ma stay shitty

Crimey it's all for the money is you wit me

Hit the bitches, went out I could make the crime

And when it's on we transform like Optimus Prime

I'll form the head, roll out let's make it happen

If we ain't gonna get it wit them we'll take the cap down (what?)

Bust it off, gust it off on the softest niggas

Money with the biggest mouth, yo let's rob this nigga

A novice nigga never made a sound

Breath too fucking hard like you gettin bust down

Cause it gets

Deeper and deeper

With every move I make I'm fallin

Deeper and deeper

These souls from underground keep callin

Any MC lyrics - DMX

Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo!

There's wild MCs that day, you knowmsayin

I give props to, niggas is nice, you knowmsayin?

But on the real, y'all niggas know!

That them niggas is not fuckin with me

You knowmsayin?

Any MC that disagree with me

Wave your motherfuckin arm

Cuz it can happen!

It ain't no secret 'bout how its going down once I put on the pressure

It ain't nothing but another nigga put on a stretcher

With a blanket over his face, take him to the morgue with the waste

'Cuz he was in the wrong place at the wrong time

So I gave it to him in his chest

In his throat, in his head, in his back, through his vest, yes

Ain't a whole lot to braking a nigga down fast

They call me black 'cuz thats how I'm gon' be on that ass

Y'all pussy niggas think y'all sweet

But ain't a fuckin thing going down 'til I eat

So kill that beef? You betta while you still got teeth

'Cuz they about to get knocked out, hopped out

On that ass with a blast that'll make ya shit drop out

Popped out, through a you know what

Cuz you know why, and you know my

Motherfuckin name up in this game

And bitch, you know I

Will never be crossed flippin, but on some east coast terms

New York niggas do, fuck the perms

They talk about the hawk is out because it's stiffy

They know the flow is riffy, crush more nuts than Skippy

It's the dog with the bark of a Devil's arm

Don't even play yourself, cause you ain't on my level, hog

Niggas get ate up, straight up, so bring another plate up

When I bitch slap a rapper if he can't hold his weight up

Last nigga was lucky, he only got mushed

I have the niggas falling off like they got pushed

And I get flows, straight from the get-go

Hit a nigga wit' fo rounds, that's split yo stomach

Coming through niggas like an obstacle course

A lot to in source, give props to the boss

Unstoppable force, take it as a loss

That's what you get for getting fly with niggas

Roll with niggas niggas cause you cool with niggas

And you'll die with niggas, ?? this nigga

Cause I'm possessed bust a hole through his vest

Into his chest, grab your boots cause I'm stressed

Edge Of Da Night lyrics - DMX

The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger

When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from going under

And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile

Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child

Meanwhile, something I gotta show you an I hope you can take it

Gonna leave you in the desert, an I hope that you make it

Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you

When you stand up an see that I'm just showin' love to you

Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your ends

Cats I fuck with are real, but hey

Those are your friends

Its just what you got coming sometimes you don't know

What you asking for, did you ask for more?

Shut the casket door, this one here is done

An thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run

Nigga died with his gun still up in the holster

It is comin' in the air? Yeah its getting' closer

I see life through many shades of grays and blacks

I could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks

When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams

Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams

The devil got a hold on me an he won't let go

I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow

Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion

Some of us may do the winnin'

But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'

Easy goin up or down what have you been provin'?

Jus that you were fuckin' ground

Bitch seen the bullshit, but never spoke on it

An I know that deep down you really don't want it

I woulda traded the chance of bein' the child with a father

Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when its harder

My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife

That's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at night

Come on!

There's a lotta shit that I let slide, cuz its outta my hands

Lotta niggas I let ride, but its not in my plans

An a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog

Families by the truckload, fleein' them to the morgue

Full moon, arooooo, the howlin', grrrrrrr

An growlin', shhhhhh, an prowlin'

Don't know love, can't show love

That means you gonna need more love

Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up

Talkin' out the side of your mouth is

What's gonna let niggas know

Why you got in your house, an they lie up to your spouse

Told her it was suicide, but you an I

Both knew the truth, for we'd never die

Listen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob

Cuz you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log

I can smell it in the air, I can tell when its there

This is hell an we both here

Can you feel it? Tell me yeah

Who Shot Ya (Freestyle) lyrics - DMX

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

I got blood on my dick cuz I fucked a corpse

I'm a nasty nigga when u pass me nigga look me in my eyes

And tell me to my fuckin face that u ready to die

U be a dead mutha fucka red mutha fucka

Don't be stupid you heard what I said mutha fucka

Who shot u ohhh nigga like u don't know

Stickin you for your doe while I'm fuckin your broke ho

Yo don't u get the picture niggas can't touch me

Cuz I don't give a fuck G I'll get u touched B

I got choice ripple my slug'll take apart a door

And enuf crazy niggas behind me to start a war

So what u want nigga help me is about your best

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

And a vest will do nothin but make u look a little thicker

Cuz in the dark u ain't nothin but a lil nigga

But if you've been thinkin about that shit u did

You wouldn't have brought the joint wit u kid

Now I might have to get u kid and split your wig wit a machedi

I bring beef to niggas and string them out like spaghetti

U ain't ready lord can u stand how I'm bringin it

I'm givin it is how I'm livin it so I'm swingin it

Red dot on your head cuz you's in mid range

Red dot on your chest opens up your rib cage

I'm a cruddy nigga, goin' up raw-dog in dirty bitches

And if I get burnt, I'm givin that shit to thirty bitches

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

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

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

Get it, Done it, when I'm blunted

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

I made it fussin, bustin, I made it cappin

And lettin off wasn't nothing new to a nigga

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

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

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

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

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

Let the dogs lose on a niggas ass

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

A fucking snake in the truest form

Knowin' damn well that what I do is wrong, but still I do it strong

Niggas is making movies so I gots to stop production

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

These blocks are not for frontin', So let me get that shorty

Cause you don't need that shorty

You don't know what to do with that shorty

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

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

Fuck Dat (I Ain't Goin' Back) lyrics - DMX

Fuck that, I ain't going back

Fuck that, I ain't going back

Fuck that, I ain't going back

A nigga like me ain't never going back

Before I go I make sure I know it's set

I know what I'mma do, I know what I'mma get

I've been planning this shit my whole bid now

They say "Damn he back in jail? What the fuck he done did now?"

Nothing, but that's all right because I'll be home soon

Matter fact, I should reach the port authority by noon

Tomorrow, and you said they'd never let me go

I told you that I'm coming so act like you know

Mom dukes told me, and I knew it was true

"They got places for little bad motherfuckers like you"

In a way I'm reminded of the very first day

Since the fucked up system, made me pay

For something they didn't catch me doing and I remember then

I swore I'd never go back to jail again

Brothers tell me I'll be back but I know there's no doubt

Because this time (what you doing?), I'm going all out

Fuck that, I ain't going back

Fuck that, I ain't going back

Fuck that, I ain't going back

A nigga like me ain't never going back

Back on the block, it's the same as when I left

I wonder if my mother still lives in 9F

Banging on the door "Ma, I'm home from prison"

Somebody from inside said "We ain't got no more "lism

Comeback a little later, right now it's too hot"

Damn my mother's crib, done turned into a spot

Only one place left for me to go

I went to see my man Joe with the 5.0

Now Joe is kinda cool and sometimes he does favors

For those that he knows and Joe was a savior

He hit me off with something to eat and a Mac-10

A place to sleep, I said "Yo, I'll be back when

I catch up with the kid that snitched on me"

(Yo D what he did?), go out like a motherfuckin' bitch on me

I want revenge and Joe got the picture

He picked up the 9 and said "Uh, I'm coming witcha"

Came off to his place, knocked, he opened the door

I let off in his face, he fell to the floor

Hit him again, cause I wanted to see more blood

Betcha won't tell nothing else to the judge

Fuck that, I ain't going back

Fuck that, I ain't going back

Fuck that, I ain't going back

A nigga like me ain't never going back

Ain't hard to tell know what I'm sayin?

I'm doing what I gots to do (word up)

To get out the penile, whatever happens just gots to happen

Represent for them niggas

Hit the front of the building

Cops, damn somebody got the call

Must've been the man from down the hall

Huh, let's take a hostage, they can come and get us

If we gotta go, a few cops is going with us

Back upstairs down the hall (What you did?)

Kicked opened the door of the man that called (Then what?)

Grabbed his wife, bitch wouldn't stop crying

I told her that she'd be all right (but what), but I was lying

The boys in blue rolled through in a crew

So I started firing, Joe was busting off too

Next thing I remember is the cops still gunning him

The man and his wife too, I had to flat run in them

And even though I ended up cold dead

My word was bond and I was true to what I said

I always knew that I was going to hell

I just refused to go back to a jail cell

Fuck that, I ain't going back

Fuck that, I ain't going back

Fuck that, I ain't going back

A nigga like me ain't never going back

Against The Grain lyrics - DMX

Yo, remix joint

(I gots to make a move and make it soon

I gots to take a block and make it boom

I gots to take a block and make it boom)

Goin Against the grain... Know what I'm sayin? Ye-yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, 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 (thats my plate!)

He didn't care

It's like slow down baby

The money ain't going nowhere (what?)

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

Watch a nigga just coming home in a game

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

I gots to make a move and make it soon (uh-huh!)

I gots to take a block and make it boom (come on!)

I gots to make a move and make it soon (what?)

I gots to take a block and make it boom (come on!)

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

What is strange is the change that niggas 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, niggas ain't built like me

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

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

Used to be my man, so I let my cousin do him (we open up shop! It's four in the mornin!)

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

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

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

Ain't heard from him in two months, murder, murder (aahhh!)

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

This hungry shit will make a nigga wanna kill something (fo-fo!)

I gots to make a move and make it soon (uh-huh!)

I gots to take a block and make it boom (come on!)

I gots to make a move and make it soon (what?)

I gots to take a block and make it boom (come on!)

Man, listen, money is missing and shit is hectic

Found the safe, checked it

Shit looks detected

Just what I expected when I got no word from him

Asked around but ain't nobody heard from him (cash long!)

But money talks and most niggas 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

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 niggas 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

The famous "Oh you didn't know I got robbed!" story

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

Five bottle of Mo on the floor, boxes of phillys

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 (why nigga?)

Just never go against it

Mary J. Blige lyrics - DMX

Oooh you remind me, yeah

You remind me of such sweet memories

You know what this is

You know what I'm sayin?

Check it out

Uh

Mary J – what's on your brain

Don't you know you can't diss where you came – from

The motherfucking slum

You remind me of when you was a bum

Crazy dumb – getting hit in the hallway

Building 5 – I heard you take it all ways

In the ass and especially the mouth

You get on the radio and now you're from down south, the Bronx, or Brooklyn

Anywhere but from [?]

Sure you know the place that you left your mom

I'm from the motherfucking Y-O

Where the niggas is real and the bitches act like they know

You fuckin ho, you know I know

Cause my mutherfucking man Nas told me so

So did Little Jo, Big Coup and Derrick

Wash from School Street and can't forget Eric

Ain't you tired of getting hit with dicks

You even fucked my man Charles Oakley from the Knicks

You shouldn't use sex to get away from [?]

You got niggas trooping to Fordham Road

Just to drop a load

Bitch you shouldn't have hoe'd

Everybody got your code

The pussy is sold – and your ass and face

But I asked my man and he said it wasn't all that

Right about the time you were shopping the demo

He tore your ass up in the back of a limo

And you didn't even care

You left your mom in [?] – on what WELFARE

Bitch you know you ain't right

Matter fact what are you doing at about 8 o'clock tonight

You got the boots and I'm coming to get 'em

Is it true that after you fuck 'em, you'll make a record with him

If so then I'll be there and it won't be hard to find me

Cause like I said before Mary J – You Remind Me!

Yeah