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!)

Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood lyrics - DMX

[DMX:]

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood!

[DMX:]

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what

[DMX:]

My dogs is dogs with official bloodlines

I say "Stop Being Greedy," get a plate, you want mine

Why do niggas always force you take it back to the streets?

Can I at least go one year without spitting the heat?

Motherfuckers think it's sweet until you get your chest messed up

Two days later he's dressed up, let him rest up

He ain't going nowhere, no time soon

Remember High Noon? Last thing he heard was "Boom"!

Can I get some room or do I gots to, make me a path?

Break you in half, fake niggas make me laugh

Y'all niggas is funny, still talking 'bout money

And ain't got none, get the shotgun 'cause you hungry

It's about to get ugly when the, lights is out

One, two, three, ho that's three strikes you out

His knife was out, I think they found it still in his hand

He in a bag and I'm over here, killing his man!

[DMX:]

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what

[DMX:]

I no longer see the shadows that once kept me strong

And I'm starting to get that same feeling that kept me wrong

Can't afford to trust niggas cause niggas lust figures

Plus niggas is scared to bust niggas, rush niggas

Dueling with the heat, and ain't killing nothing but time

Fucking with the street, but you ain't feeling nothing but mine

Tired of hearing niggas rhyme that don't say shit

Fuck is on them niggas minds, why don't they quit?

Sucking my dick looking for something new

Let your man hold something with your hold something crew

You know how niggas do, we don't forget shit

If you was there when it's thin, then you there when it's thick

No hitchhikers, fuck that, the Ryde was Ruff

And every nigga that was wit us, that died was Ruff

A lot of niggas that are wit us, ain't cried enough

So now when niggas come and get us, we fires em up

[DMX:]

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what

[DMX:]

Motherfuckers, thought that the, X would stop

But I got niggas like, "Yo, who's the next to drop?"

From his camp, get the stamp, grand champ, it's official

Think when you die how many's gon' miss you

Lean over in your casket and kiss you

Send you on your way with a blessing

And pray that another learned a lesson

Smith and Wesson ended money's life, now money's wife's a widow

(Gave it to him full blast?) Nah dog, just a little

Beside rap I don't talk but make plenty of moves

I'll murder, ten of you fools before you're ready to choose

You either, win or you lose, and I, love to win

Even if it means I gotta shed blood again

Keep the bank account doubling, but don't hate me

Really thought that what you said would either, make me or break me?

Knowin it don't take me long to write

Matter of fact, I think I'll drop another, song tonight

[DMX:]

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what

Heat lyrics - DMX

[DMX:]

Uh, yeah, yeah

[*gunshots*]

Uh... grrrrrrrrr... uh... hot!

Uh.. arf arf arf arf-arf

[DMX and Swizz Beats:]

The heat is on

Are y'all really ready to fly

The heat is on

Are y'all really ready to die

The heat is on

Have your mother ready to cry

The heat is on

Huh

The heat is on

You know

[DMX:]

The heat is on, what's my next move

Do I stick with the score, or get with the door

Feds got the drop in the back of the Uhaul

Snipers on the roof, chance of gettin' away – too small

Tell 'em like this, "Look, it's gonna be a shoot out

Whoever make it out meet back at the new house

Good luck, if I don't see you again peace

Let's handle our business with these government police"

You and you go out the front, you take the back

You cover the first two and I'll take the sack

Boomer didn't make it, neither did Stan

Now it's three niggas, splittin' four hundred grand (aight)

We all feel the loss but enjoy the profit

The game is the same, ain't nothin' gonna stop it

Most times you make it, one time you won't

All niggas could really do is have a vest under the coat (come on)

[DMX and Swizz Beats:]

The heat is on

Are y'all really ready to fly

The heat is on

Are y'all really ready to die

The heat is on

Have your mother ready to cry

The heat is on

Huh

The heat is on

You know

[DMX and Swizz Beats:]

The heat is on

Are y'all really ready to fly

The heat is on

Are y'all really ready to die

The heat is on

Have your mother ready to cry

The heat is on

Huh

The heat is on

You know

[DMX:]

Me and my two mans gave money, twenty grand

For a scam, they don't get the condo in the sand

And chance of gettin' caught slim next to none

But now we like three deep, need that extra gun

Bump into my man, I remember from up north

I remember he had principles and wasn't nothin' soft

Off to discuss, just what's goin' dizzy

Everybody got it? Aight, let's get busy

Run up in the bank, bitch, [*woman screams*] hit the deck

Yo, bust money and get the keys off his neck (come here)

We on the clock, three minutes until we finished

Feds are on the way, but I'm tryna see spinach

In and out, duffel bag across the back

Extra large sports coat to cover up the Mac

Feds they attack, I spit lead out, niggas spread out

Run up on a civilian in his car, make him get out

[DMX and Swizz Beats:]

The heat is on

Are y'all really ready to fly

The heat is on

Are y'all really ready to die

The heat is on

Have your mother ready to cry

The heat is on

Huh

The heat is on

You know

[DMX and Swizz Beats:]

The heat is on

Are y'all really ready to fly

The heat is on

Are y'all really ready to die

The heat is on

Have your mother ready to cry

The heat is on

Huh

The heat is on

You know

[DMX:]

High speed chasin', racin' through the streets

Death's in the air, I can taste it through the heat

My partner's goin' fast, I don't think he's gonna last

But if he don't, I'mma hit his wife with his half

But that's the type of nigga I am, this ain't just rappin'

I made it, he didn't, but hey, shit happens

What can I do, but go on livin'

Fleein' from the condo, I'll go on a ribbon

Life goes on, that might sound wrong, but hey

We all live by the rules of the game we play

Day to day, death is a possibility

The way I play is a vest stops you from killin' me

It's too hot to be in the heat 'casue it's on

Too hot to be in the streets, so I'm gone

Go back to bein' discreet, live long

'Til one day either me or the heat is gone

Come On!

[DMX and Swizz Beats:]

The heat is on

Are y'all really ready to fly

The heat is on

Are y'all really ready to die

The heat is on

Have your mother ready to cry

The heat is on

Huh

The heat is on

You know

[DMX and Swizz Beats:]

The heat is on

Are y'all really ready to fly

The heat is on

Are y'all really ready to die

The heat is on

Have your mother ready to cry

The heat is on

Huh

The heat is on

You know

The heat is on

Prayer II / Ready To Meet Him lyrics - DMX

["Prayer II"]

Let us pray...

I thank you, Lord, for my birth and everything that's followed

I thank you, Lord, for today, and I will pray for tomorrow

I thank you, Lord, for the love of my life and a friend

I made a promise and I'm lovin' my wife 'til the end

I thank you, Lord, for your guidance, 'cause it's all that counts

And right here, right now... Lord, this is your house

I thank you, Lord, for a dream that came true to light

And I ask you to bless everybody in this room tonight

I don't always do the right thing and I ask you to forgive me

'Cause I need You here wit me, without You in my life it's empty

I think back how some people did me like, violence was the remedy

And because I think of that now, I pray for my enemy

Not because of what I'll do, but because they don't know

There's somethin' better after here, but everybody won't go

So I ask You to forgive them and we'll hope they see

And I thank You for the love that they've given to me

I will not abuse it nor will I lead them astray

You see I love 'em like children, that I see everyday

And I pray... no, we pray... together

Get us through the bad weather, and we love You forever

Let Your thought and my heart go hand in hand

I first thought but to start, but I stand a man

And for as long as I can, as long as You permit me

Please give me the strength I need to live, bear with me

Amen

["Ready To Meet Him"]

We each walk the path that we've chosen (Yes)

I'm ready to meet him

'Cause where I'm livin' ain't right, black hate white

White hate black, it's right back to the same fight

They got us suspectin' a war

But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord

Lord, You left me stranded and I don't know why

Told me to live my life, now I'm ready to die

Ready to fly, I cry, but I shed no tears

You told me You would dead those fears, it's been years

Snakes still comin' at me, just missin'

Sometimes I think all You do with me is just listen

I thought that I was special, that's what You told me

Hold me, stop actin' like You don't know me

What I do so bad that it sent You away from me?

Not only sent You away, but made You stay away from me?

"My child I'm here as I've always been

It is you who went away and now are back again

What did I say?" Follow Your word and be true

"What did you do?" Well, what I wanted to do

"What have you seen?" Darkness and hell at a glance

"What do you want?" All I want is another chance

I'm ready to meet him

'Cause where I'm livin' ain't right, black hate white

White hate black, it's right back to the same fight

They got us suspectin' a war

But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord

I'm ready to meet him

'Cause where I'm livin' ain't right, black hate white

White hate black, it's right back to the same fight

They got us suspectin' a war

But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord

"Just because you went away, my doors are not locked

Wanna come back home? All you gotta do is knock"

You see, I left home a boy but returned as a man

Full grown and I'm still not able to stand

"I gave you a hand." Well but I was lookin' the wrong way

Figured out the plan, then I started to pray

And that prayer took me from here, over there

Back to over here, now it got me like where

Do I belong, do I fit in?

Things on my mind, where do I begin?

It's easier to sin, but it hurts my heart

I'm really tryna win, so where do we start?

"Thou shalt not steal." But what if he stole from me?

"Thou shalt not kill." But what if he's tryin' to kill me?

"Thou shalt not take my name in vain

No matter how hard it rains, withstand the pain"

I'm ready to meet him

'Cause where I'm livin' ain't right, black hate white

White hate black, it's right back to the same fight

They got us suspectin' a war

But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord

I'm ready to meet him

'Cause where I'm livin' ain't right, black hate white

White hate black, it's right back to the same fight

They got us suspectin' a war

But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord

I'm ready to meet him

Our Father, who art in Heaven

I'm not ashamed to ask for guidance at 27

No longer afraid to knock on Your door

Not scared anymore to lose my life in the war

After what I just saw, I'm ridin' with the Lord

'Cause I really can't afford to lose my head by the sword

And now that I've seen what I need to see

Please take me where I need to be

"What have you learned?" It's better to tell the truth than to lie

"What have you learned?" To love my life until I die

"What have you learned?" Violence isn't always the key

"What have you learned?" You can't always believe what you see

"What have you learned?" It's better to forgive and forget

"What have you learned?" Give as you expect to get

"What have you learned?" That I can't go on without You

"What have you learned?" I must've been a fool to ever doubt You

I'm ready to meet him

'Cause where I'm livin' ain't right, black hate white

White hate black, it's right back to the same fight

They got us suspectin' a war

But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord

I'm ready to meet him

'Cause where I'm livin' ain't right, black hate white

White hate black, it's right back to the same fight

They got us suspectin' a war

But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord

I'm ready to meet him

I'm ready to meet him

I'm ready to meet him

I'm ready to meet him

I'm ready to meet him

It's Dark And Hell Is Hot (1998)

• Intro
• Ruff Ryders Anthem
• Fuckin Wit D
• The Storm (Skit)
• Look Thru My Eyes
• Get At Me Dog
• Let Me Fly
• X-Is Coming
• Damien
• How's It Goin' Down
• Mickey (Skit)
• Crime Story
• Stop Being Greedy
• ATF
• For My Dogs
• I Can Feel It
• Prayer
• The Convo
• Niggaz Done Started Something 

Intro lyrics - DMX

[Interviewer:] Y'know what I'm sayin'? These Ruff Ryder niggas

[DMX:] Dog

[Interviewer:] I heard these niggas is for real

[DMX:] Dog, that's my mans and them!

[Interviewer:] But I heard these niggas is supposed to be like, locking down the industry on some shit, on some power shit

[DMX:] Dog, that's my mans and them

[Interviewer:] Hmm, I see

[DMX:] So what I'm doing

[Interviewer:] Right, right?

[DMX:] My mans and them is doing, because

[Interviewer:] Right?

[DMX:] That's my mans and them, ya know?

[Interviewer:] I feel ya

[DMX:] Now ya feel me?

[Interviewer:] I feel ya

[DMX:] So you know, when you fucking with me

[Interviewer:] Right, right?

[DMX:] You fucking with

Uh-oh, what have you done now?

Told y'all niggas

You just don't listen

Why must you be hard-headed?

Tried to explain, but you didn't hear me, though

You know

Grrrrrr!

One-two, one-two, come through run through

Gun who? Oh, you don't know what the gun do?

Some do, those that know are real quiet

When you think you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot

Niggas gonna buy it, regardless

Because I'm the hardest rap artist and I'mma start this

Shit up for real, get up and feel

My words, I make herbs split up and squeal

Ill is all I've been hearing lately

Niggas hate me, wanna duct tape me and make me

Put their brains on the wall, when I brawl

Too late for that 9-1-1 call

Niggas stay beefing, but a lot of them bluff

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

You think a lot of them's tough? That's just a front

When I hit them niggas like 'What you want?'; the battle turns into a hunt

With the dog right behind niggas chasing them down

We all knew that you was pussy, but I'm tasting it now

And never give a dog blood, because raw blood will have a dog like what

Biting whatever, all up in your gut

Give it to them raw like that, and ain't no love, I do 'em all like that

Four right up in they back; clack-clack

Close your eyes baby, it's over, forget it

Happened in front off your building, but nobody knows who did it (What?)

"You won't get another chance!"

"I don't need another motherfucking chance! You know why?

'Cause I don't give a fuck! I said I don't give a fuck! I don't give a fuck!"

"Jerome!"

"I don't give a fuck! I don't give a fuck! I don't give a fuck! I don't give a fuck! I don't give a fuck! I don't give a fuck! I don't give a fuck!

I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!"

Where my dogs at?

What, what? Where my dogs?

Uh, where my dogs at?

What, what? Where my dogs?

Uh, where my dogs at?

What, what? Where my dogs?

Uh, where my dogs at?

What, what?

Niggas is puss, keep on running from the werewolf (Oww!)

Howling at the moon on the roof (Uh-oh)

Eh, ah, no, get em

10 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

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

Tried to strike back, left him like that, laying up with the white hat

Getting right back atchya when I snatch ya

Up out the grave, nothing but bones and ashes

Hittin' niggas with gashes to the head

Straight to the white meat but the street stays red

Girls gave me head for free cause they see

Who I'ma be, by like 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 thinking

And eventually found that's what you get for stinking

Blowing up the spot when you rot

Plus, if it gets hot, they know you dead for four squared blocks

Hit 'em with the ox to the grill

Eh, ah, kill, nigga, kill!

Yet and still you don't know that I'ma rob 'em

That nigga DMX is a mothafuckin' problem

Aight?

Ruff Ryders Anthem lyrics - DMX

Something new

Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop

Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll

Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop

Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll

Niggas wanna try, niggas wanna lie

Then niggas wonder why niggas wanna die

All I know is pain, all I feel is rain

How can I maintain with that shit on my brain?

I resort to violence, my niggas move in silence

Like you don't know what our style is

New York niggas the wildest

My niggas is with it, you want it come and get it

Took it then we split it, you fuckin' right we did it

What the fuck you gon' do when we run up on you?

Fuckin' with the wrong crew

Don't know what we're goin' through

I'ma have to show niggas how easily we blow niggas

When you find out there's some mo' niggas

That's runnin' with yo niggas

Nothin' we can't handle, break it up and dismantle

Light it up like a candle just 'cause I can't stand you

Put my shit on tapes like you bustin' grapes

Think you holdin' weight?

Then you haven't met the apes

Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop

Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll

Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop

Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll

Is y'all niggas crazy? I'll bust you and be Swayze

Stop actin' like a baby—mind your business, lady!

Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you

You know I'm tryin' to get rid of you, yeah I know, it's pitiful

That's how niggas get down

Watch my niggas spit rounds

Make y'all niggas kiss ground just for talkin' shit, clown

Oh, you think it's funny?

Then you don't know me, money

It's about to get ugly, fuck it, dawg, I'm hungry

I guess you know what that mean

Come up off that green, rob niggas on ravine

Don't make it a murder scene

Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone

Let a dog roam and he'll find his way home

Home of the brave, my home is a cage

Ayo I'ma slave 'til my home is a grave

I'ma pull capers, it's all about the papers

Bitches caught the vapors and now they wanna rape us

Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop

Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll

Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop

Oh, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll

Look what you done started, asked for it, you got it

Had it, should've shot it, now you're dearly departed

Get at me, dawg, did I rip shit?

With this one here I flip shit

Niggas know when I kick shit it's gon' be some slick shit

What was that look for when I walked in the door?

Oh, you thought you was raw? BOOM! Not anymore

'Cause now you on the floor, wishin' you never saw

Me walk through that door with that .44

Now it's time for bed, two more to the head

Got the floor red, yeah that nigga's dead

Another unsolved mystery, it's goin' down in history

Niggas ain't never did shit to me

Bitch-ass niggas can't get to me

Gots to make the move, got a point to prove

Gotta make them groove, got 'em all like "Ooh!"

So to the next time you hear this nigga rhyme

Try to keep your mind on gettin' pussy and crime

Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop

Talk is cheap, motherfucker!

Fuckin Wit D lyrics - DMX

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

What's on y'all niggas minds? Fuckin' wit' me

Y'all know somebody has told you about fuckin' wit' D

Stuck in a tree is what you will be like a cat

Another dog at the bottom looking up, now what's that?

Your worst nightmare 'cause I take it right there

You got niggas coming? Where they at? Right where?

I make 'em like air, floating away

Wouldn't tell what he was thinking so I opened a way

Left him broken away, you know he hurt before he died

Makes you wonder if he lost his shirt before he died

Only two knew the answer and one of us is dead

So anyone who seeks the truth can get it straight to head

Then you and him can discuss what I did

Yeah, it was wrong, dog, but I slid

I'll repent one day, just not right now

You hear my shit all on the street, I'm kinda hot right now

Come on!

I don't give a fuck about

Y'all niggas cause y'all ain't killing nothing (What?!)

I don't give a fuck about

Y'all niggas cause y'all ain't killing nothing (What?!)

I wanna break bread wit' the cats that I starve with

Wanna hit the malls with the same dogs I rob with

Wanna be able to laugh with the niggas that I cried with

When it's over be like these is the niggas that I died with

What do you do when you find out, in the hall, there's a rat?

What do you do when you find out that your dog is a cat?

Shit, all niggas pack, can't hold but two

So while you getting more gats I'm putting holes in you

A snubnose will do, break 'em off real propa'

Nina to keep spittin' and I ain't gonna stop her

Cock her, unlock her, let 'em go!

Give it to his man, just to let him know

All things considered, it was real for a minute

Got what was yours and tried to steal something with it

Now feel something hit it, your chest that is

The best that is, is possibly the best that slid

Don't stress that, kid!

I don't give a fuck about

Y'all niggas cause y'all ain't killing nothing (What?!)

I don't give a fuck about

Y'all niggas cause y'all ain't killing nothing (What?!)

When niggas hear that dog bark, they better run

When police hear that dog bark, they better come

They expect to save their lives, but they lives will be lost

There is a price to pay, how many lives will it cost? (Come on!)

Since I run with the devil, I am one with the devil

And I stay doing dirt, so I'ma come with the shovel

Is you on a level of a madman whose mind's twisted?

Mad niggas dreams caught the last train, mine's missed it

Listed as a manic-depressive with extreme paranoia

Hey dog, I got something for ya

Hear my name, feel my pain

Niggas wanna steal my fame, but first, feel my reign

Know what it's like to suffer, never have enough of

Shit, starting off hard then only getting rougher!

Tougher, but then came the grease

So if you wanna save the peace, tame the beast!

The Storm (Skit) lyrics - DMX

I'm sayin' though yo, I been hearin' shit about this kid X, man

I think that nigga bullshit, man, word up

Yeah

Been hearin' mad shit about he be robbin' niggas and shit

Yeah, what you know about that?

I'm just sayin' man, what people be sayin'

You know what I'm sayin'?

What people, who?

All types of people

Crack heads or what? Drug addicts?

Naw, naw niggas be sayin' he robbin' niggas and stuff like that

That's, that's wack yo, that's bullshit yo

You rob niggas, what the fuck you talkin' 'bout?

I'm sayin' I, I do mine but he rich

He a rich nigga, he don't need to rob nobody

Come on man, nigga

You ain't never rich in this world, the fuck you talkin' 'bout?

You know, I know your pops, he told me

You's a little knucklehead mothafucker

You need to raise, you need to stop

You need to go to the mosque or sumthin'

You need to get your shit together, man

You out here listening to all these niggas on the corner

Smokin' blunts and 40's, and all that shit

That shit look cool and all that? That shit ain't cool, man

Y'know what I'm sayin'? Your head-

Look Thru My Eyes lyrics - DMX

Ain't right, I seen your eyes all fucked up

Judge not, less you be judged first

My nigga, my nigga

Look through my eyes, see what, see what I see

Do as I do, be what I be

Walk in my shoes and hurt your feet

Then know why I do dirt in the street

Burnin' in hell, but don't deserve to be

Got niggas I don't even know that wanna murder me

Just because they've heard of me, and they know that the Dark is for real

The bark is for real, (arf) when you see that spark it'll kill

Peep how I park it and chill, take it over there, walk wit' it

From Y.O. to Cali to Baltimore back to New York wit' it

Come through flyin', up 1-2-9

Up the School Street 'cause I come through mine

Bark at my dogs, "Get at me, nigga!"

"Arf! Arf! Arf! Get at me, nigga!"

What the deal is? Never forget what real is

Them cats that used to say "X is the best," know he still is

Can't help but feel this, puttin' goosebumps on your arms

Take you there if you want but I lose chunks with the bomb

It's the calm before the storm

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde and it's gettin' warm, feel me yo

Look through my eyes and see what I see

Do as I do, be what I be

Walk in my shoes and hurt your feet

Then know why I do dirt in the street

Look through my eyes and see what I see

Do as I do, be what I be

Walk in my shoes and hurt your feet

Then know why I do dirt in the street

I can understand why y'all niggas is scared of me

And why the big dogs never wanted to play fair with me

'Cause I leave blood wherever I go, wherever I flow

Wherever I blow niggas who know I can go, feel me yo

What is it about the Dark that gets niggas where they about to spark

About to bark, take it to the heart 'cause it's real like that

Give him chills, but do I make him feel like that

Shit is real, what you don't know is gon' get ya

With the steel, what you don't know is gon' split ya

I can blaze tracks, make niggas play racks and raise stacks

Payback's a bitch; didn't you used to say that?

Play around in dirt, you'll get mud

'Cause you know, I can either spread love or shed blood

And bloodshed turns the mud red and real sticky

Or I can hit you from roof, make it a quicky

For real

Look through my eyes and see what I see

Do as I do, be what I be

Walk in my shoes and hurt your feet

Then know why I do dirt in the street

Look through my eyes and see what I see

Do as I do, be what I be

Walk in my shoes and hurt your feet

Then know why I do dirt in the street

I bear my soul, niggas wouldn't dare, my role

Gives a nigga a heart of gold, but with a hole

Lost all control, my shoulders hold a lot of weight

Just like first time sold an eighth, then told it's not an eighth

But then it's out of state, and it's too late for changes to be made

That's what I get for fuckin' with strangers in the shade

This is it, y'all niggas got to give me a plate

For the same reason that fate chose to give me the weight

Take away hate, now I'm supposed to love the one that cursed me

The one that wouldn't give me a cup of water when I was thirsty

It was always him versus me, but now I gotta teach him

Personal feelin's put aside, 'cause now I gotta reach him

What I'd like to do is turn my head, like I don't know him

But it seems like I've been called on to show him, so I'ma show him

And if you never met me, then you've no right to judge me

I've got a good heart but this heart can get ugly

Look through my eyes and see what I see

Do as I do, be what I be

Walk in my shoes and hurt your feet

Then know why I do dirt in the street

Look through my eyes and see what I see

Do as I do, be what I be

Walk in my shoes and hurt your feet

Then know why I do dirt in the street

Feel the pain, feel the joy, of a man who was never a boy

For real

Arf arf, arf arf arf

Get At Me Dog lyrics - DMX (feat. Sheek Louch)

[DMX and Sheek Louch:]

(Yeah, I'm right here dog!) Where my dogs at?

(We right here, dog!) Where my dogs at?

(I'm right here, dog!)

[DMX:]

What must I go through to show you shit is real

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

Rob and I steal, not cause I want to cause I have to

And don't make me show you what the MAC do

If you don't know by now then you slipping

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

Let my man and them stay pretty and I'ma stay shitty

Cruddy it's all for the money, is you wit' me?

Get the bitches, and I'll commit 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 your cap

Bust it off dusting off the softest niggas

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

Up North this nigga never made a sound

Breath too fucking hard and you're getting bust down

[Sheek Louch and DMX:]

Yo, yo, y'all niggas wanna be killers? (Get at me, dog!)

Y'all niggas wanna feel us? (Get at me, dog!)

Y'all niggas want the real (Get at me, dog!)

(Rrrrrr, arf arf! What the deal?)

Yo, yo, y'all niggas wanna be killers? (Get at me, dog!)

Y'all niggas wanna feel us? (Get at me, dog!)

Y'all niggas want the real (Get at me, dog!)

(Rrrrrr, arf arf! What the deal?)

[DMX:]

Nowadays, it ain't looking too good for certain niggas, I'm hurting niggas

(What you doing?) Robbing niggas, jerking niggas, sticking niggas

Cause they deserve it; when money got murdered

They know he died slow cause they heard it

The nigga ain't blew up the spot a while

And the mother fucker ain't got shot in a while

It just takes a light up to fuck the night up

Blow everything in sight up, fuck around and I'll have your ass right up

When you mention some shit you wasn't able to stand

I got shit that'll disable a man with the wave of a hand

The days are longer and seems like I'm facing time

I've got a lot of dreams, but I'm not really chasing mine

I soak it all up like a sitting fly

'Cause nowadays getting by, nothing more than an occasional meal and getting high

I live to die, that's where I'm headed

Let your man hold something, now it's all about you can get it

[Sheek Louch and DMX:]

Y'all niggas wanna be killers? (Get at me, dog!)

Y'all niggas wanna feel us? (Get at me, dog!)

Y'all niggas want the real (Get at me, dog!)

(Rrrrrr, arf arf! What the deal?)

[DMX:]

One in the back with ya faggot ass face down

Lucky that you breathing, but you dead from the waist-down

The fuck is on your mind? Talking that shit that you be talking

And I bet you wish you never got hit cause you be walking

But shit happens and fuck it, you done did your dirt

Niggas is wondering how the fuck you hid your skirt

Right under their eyes like a surprise to the guys

That one of their mans was a bitch in disguise

Fucking with cats that order more hits and slaughter more kids

Let me holla at you, yo, Baltimore shit (Ah-oh!)

Nah'mean? I'm just robbing to eat

And there's at least a thousand of us like me mobbing the street

When we're starving, we eat whatever's there

Come on you know the code in the street; whatever's fair

Blood stains and chalk, means your man couldn't walk

After the talk, about him not being 11-33 to New York

Transforming-ass niggas'll get it quick

And yo, for real, that nigga K can suck my dick!

And it's gon' take all these niggas in the rap game to barely move me

'Cause when I blow shit up, I have niggas falling like white bitches in a scary movie

AHHH! You know I don't know how to act

Get too close to niggas it's like: "Protected by Viper, stand back"

What's this? I thought you niggas was killers, demented

The fuck you want me to do with this coward? Finish him, it's ended! [*Explosion*]

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