My Niggas lyrics - DMX
Just cause I love my niggas, (Ruff Ryders)
I shed blood for my niggas. (Ryde or die)
Let a nigga holla, "Where my niggas?" (Get down or lay down)
All I wanna hear is, "Right here my niggas"
(We here nigga)
You won't take this from me baby!
You will not take this from me baby!
Ya know grrrrr
My niggas some niggas that you don't wanna try
My niggas some niggas that's really do or die
My niggas will have you cowards ready to cry
My niggas will fry my niggas will rob
My niggas keep niggas on they fuckin' job
My niggas know what it's like when shit gettin' hard
My niggas stay pullin' you other niggas cards
My niggas It's God my niggas we'll shine
My niggas just knew it was a matter of time
My niggas let me know to keep fuckin' with the rhymes
My niggas ain't no longer livin' with crime
My niggas is fine my niggas is good
My niggas keep you niggas knocking on wood
My niggas know how to take it back to the hood
My niggas will put you down right where you stood
My niggas they could my niggas they will
My niggas take you straight to the back and get ill
My niggas give it straight to the back when we kill
My niggas put niggas on ice 'til they chill
My niggas is still my niggas is dogs my niggas
Bring Your Whole Crew lyrics - DMX
Uhh, ahhh!
C'mon! Uhh! Uh-huh!
But they don't hear me though
Uhh, but they don't hear me though
Uhh, but they don't, they don't, they don't, they don't—
I got blood on my hands and there's no remorse
And got blood on my dick cause I fucked a corpse (C'mon!)
I'm a nasty nigga – when you pass me nigga look me in my eyes (What?!)
Tell me to my fuckin face that you ready to die (C'mon!)
You be a dead motherfucker, red motherfucker (Uh!)
Don't be stupid, you heard what I said motherfucker (Uh!)
Who shot you? Aww nigga, like you don't know (Woo!)
Stickin you for yo' dough while I'm fuckin yo' broke ho (What?!)
Yo! Don't you get the picture? Niggas can't touch me (Uh!)
Cause I don't give a fuck G, I'll get you touched B
I got joints that with one slug could take apart a door
And enough crazy niggas behind me to start a war (C'mon!)
So what you want nigga? Help, cause youse about to rest (Uh!)
When I'm fed, Red Cross couldn't clean up the mess
And a vest will do nuttin' but make you look a little thicker (Yeah!)
Cause in the dark – you ain't nuttin' but a lil' nigga (What?!)
And if you'd been thinkin' about that shit you did
You wouldn't have brought the joint, wit' you kid (Uh, uh, uh, uh!)
Now I'ma have to get you kid, and split your wig, wit' the machete (What?!)
I bring beef to niggas, and string em out, like spaghetti (C'mon!)
You ain't ready – nor can you stand how I'm bringin' it (Uh!)
I'm givin' it is how I'm livin' it so I'm swingin' it (Uh!)
Red dot on your head, cause youse in mid range
Red dot on your chest, opens up your rib cage, nigga!
[P Killer Trakz:]
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
Now if your heart was as big as your mouth, you'd be real
But it's not – so I know if you get knocked, you'll squeal
Like a bitch, cause you is a bitch and always been a bitch (Oh, oh, oh!)
And you know how niggas do a bitch we run up in a bitch (Ooh!)
Put something in a bitch – nigga do you know me, nigga do you owe me? (Uh-huh)
Figured you could blow me? Well I'ma let this trigger fill you homey
Y'all niggas gots to be smokin' somethin' thinkin' you chokin' somethin' (Uh!)
Fuckin around wit' me you'll be a broken somethin' (Woo!)
I'm out for 'Blood' with the 'Crips' at war
How much shit could you talk wit' your lips on the floor?
Pussy niggas make me itch, so I scratch, youse a bitch (Uh, uh, uh)
So I snatch up your face, fake-ass pit so I scratch you (Uh, uh, c'mon!)
Yeah there was a time, when I woulda jumped up and choked this nigga
(But now) But now I'm on some shit like, "Yo, smoke this nigga!" (Uh-huh!)
I'm 'bout to find out how much guts you got before I spill em
Somebody come and get this muh'fucker before I kill him (Please)
(Arf!) Fresh out the asylum, I'm wilin
Y'all niggas know the phone numbers for help you best to dial em (Ayy!)
Nine-one-one, emergency, the urgency
Will have witnesses seein' what the surgeon see (Woo!)
How far you gon' get, wit' your dome split fool!
I catch your man slippin' cause he think his shit cool (C'mon!)
But it ain't, so I paint the walls with his blood (Uh, uh, uh)
Another dick in the mud – nigga, WHAT?!
[P Killer Trakz:]
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
[Ruff Ryders:]
(C'mon!) Hey yo, you know who this is for?
They let the dogs in the door (C'mon, c'mon, yeah!)
Hey yo, you know who this is for? (C'mon!)
They let the dogs in the door (Yeah, yeah)
[P Killer Trakz:]
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
(C'mon!) I just love—
Pac Man lyrics - DMX
Check it
Yo, what's up wit this Pac Man nigga?
Yo, what's up?
(Yo, look right there)
Yo, hold up, hold up
Yo Pac Man, yo Pac Man
Yo, you know me money?
Listen dog, I don't know you and all that shit
But what's up with this Pac Man shit?
What you mean, "What's up with this Pac Man shit"?
This my hood man, this my hood for five years, man
Just got out, man, I'm just trying to get some money, man
Yo, I want you to get money and all that shit, but you can't get it here, man
What you mean I can't get it here? I been here all my mutherfucking life, B
Ain't none of y'all N.Y. niggas taking over this shit up around here, man
How the fuck you know I'm a New York nigga?
You smell like a New York nigga to me, man
Five years ago, where was you?
Five years ago, I was locked up man
You born and raised in this joint?
Born and raised here, my momma here, my poppa here, everybody here!
Well, we was born up the block
Ya, I was born and raised here and ain't none of y'all niggas gonna run me out of my hood!
So what you saying, nigga?
Nigga, what you saying, nigga?
This what the fuck I'm saying: [*gunshot*]
Ride or Die, motherfucker!
Aint No Way lyrics - DMX
[DMX and Swizz Beats:]
Uh
Swizz Beats (Uh, uh)
Nigga, Ride or Die (Uh, uh, uh)
DMX, what, what? (Uh, uh, uh)
[DMX:]
Ain't no way you're gonna stop my flow
Ain't no way ya niggas you just don't know
But niggas is about to go, oh no! Oh no!
Ain't no way you're gonna stop my shine
Ain't no way you niggas wanna stop mine
Ya niggas must be out yo mind, I don't know why
[DMX:]
What the fuck is you niggas pressin' me for? (Uh)
I saw more ass than a ho and you stressin' the raw
If I was testin' your jaw, maybe then you would respect me
But you can't respect me 'cause you dont even know me
Nigga check me (Come on!)
I'm that motherfucker that'll put you to sleep, while you sleepin
Red dot from a hundred feet, you just knew you was creepin (Uh)
Bad decisions lead to last decisions (What?)
Fast collision, now yo ass is missin' (What?)
Take it over there, now you bring it back to the streets
Have you forgotten what it means when a dog shows his teeth? (Arf!)
Let me break it down for you, he's about to attack you (Arf!)
Still standin' here, faggot? You must want me to smack you! (Arf, arf!)
You ain't been there or done that, (What?) fuck is y'all niggas tellin' me?
I'm the only nigga, walkin' the streets with four felonies (Come on!)
But peep this, I see shit is hard, niggas is strugglin'
So leave rap alone for a little while, go back to hustlin'
[DMX:]
Ain't no way you're gonna stop my flow
Ain't no way ya niggas you just don't know
But niggas is about to go, oh no! Oh no!
Ain't no way you're gonna stop my shine
Ain't no way you niggas wanna stop mine
Ya niggas must be out yo mind, I don't know why
[DMX:]
Give it to niggas just how they give it to, me
Hit em in a rhyme because I'm a MC
Been a lot of places most niggas won't, see
That's why I'm at a level that y'all niggas won't, be
Let your man hold somethin now he want, more
You ain't no fuckin killer what was the front, for
It was a time when the world was at your front, door
Now they change places niggas want, raw
Niggas laugh at me and was mad at me
Cuz the way life was goin had to be a, tragedy (Come on!)
But after me, it's over, I'ma take the whole verse
I'm tryin to keep it real that's why I let y'all niggas go first
But you looked a gift horse right in the mouth
Didn't appreciate what you got when you got it (Come on!)
So if I see it, I'ma dot it, (What?) where to hide it
You gotta car better drive it the fuck up outta here
And hope and pray I don't pull up alongside it (Come on!)
[DMX:]
Ain't no way you're gonna stop my flow
Ain't no way ya niggas you just don't know
But niggas is about to go, oh no! Oh no!
Ain't no way you're gonna stop my shine
Ain't no way you niggas wanna stop mine
Ya niggas must be out yo mind, I don't know why
[DMX:]
Niggas don't know, so I gotta flip
It seem they've forgotten how dark it could get
Barks like a pit scratch when I hit
We both know you pussy but you stay talkin' shit
What I'ma have to do dog, run up in your mess
Catch you while you comfortable put one up in your chest
One up in yo vest, of course they the hollows
You goin' away today, you just lost tomorrow (Come on!)
I'ma go platinum (Nah) you gots to be kiddin', why?
Make it double platinum, no bullshittin' (Come on!)
And I'ma stay flippin' flows, rippin' shows
Strippin' hoes, gettin' dough, let me go! (What?)
And niggas know, who the best is
The dog, DMX is, the rest is or might as well be helpless
I wreck this, 'cause when I wreck shit
I might snatch a nigga's necklace
Then go from like midnight to breakfast (Come on!)
[DMX:]
Ain't no way you're gonna stop my flow
Ain't no way ya niggas you just don't know
But niggas is about to go, oh no! Oh no!
Ain't no way you're gonna stop my shine
Ain't no way you niggas wanna stop mine
Ya niggas must be out yo mind, I don't know why
Keep Your Shit The Hardest lyrics - DMX
Now what y'all want me to do
Keep your shit the hardest
It's about to go down
Niggas is ready to start this
War that's for sure
Nigga come and get it
We ride or die, why?
'Cause our niggas is wit it
Now what y'all want me to do
Keep your shit the hardest
It's about to go down
Niggas is ready to start this
War that's for sure
Nigga come and get it
We ride or die, why?
'Cause our niggas is wit it
I want Monopoly money but I ain't even halfway there
'Cause doin' dirt, a nigga got to take the back way there
What it is, is the biz and it's dirty
You'll get rich but life expectancy is about thirty
Place of business is the hallways, I've been up for four days
On parole with warrants that'll send me back to Rahway
If I get caught across Jersey state lines
Figure this 9-8 and I been runnin' since 8-9
So that's like 9 years delinquent time, you speak in crime then you know
9 years you owe, get knocked, 9 years you gonna go
No probation or parole more time doin' nothin'
Day room to the yard, writin' rhymes and frontin
Carry niggas greasy because I'm built like that
Bury niggas easy 'cause they get killed like that
If you ain't in it wit me then you in my way, but either or
You will respect mine and leave TEC-9 and leave it for dude
The realest you gonna feel is when you face your death
"Sorry, I didn't know" nigga, don't even waste your breath
Coppin' pleas not D why you flippin'
Nigga know the only thing I'm really scared of is slippin'
Lettin' a nigga catch you when I got my guard down, so I keep 'em up
Noddin' off with one eye open, I can freak it
But there's gonna be a time when I close 'em both
Lead poisonin', I'm a get hit with an overdose
Over those drug things, crud things
Think I don't know my slug stains, or blood blaze
Raw gun playin' drama, sadness to another niggas momma
I'mma be the the one that puts you up inside shock trauma
These are troublesome times and the crimes prevail
And the dark side keep a nigga's ass in jail
Bada-boom, bada-bing, some of this and some of that
I gots to boogie for a minute but you know I'm comin' back
Now what y'all want me to do
Keep your shit the hardest
It's about to go down
Niggas is ready to start this
War that's for sure
Nigga come and get it
We ride or die, why?
'Cause our niggas is wit it
Now what y'all want me to do
Keep your shit the hardest
It's about to go down
Niggas is ready to start this
War that's for sure
Nigga come and get it
We ride or die, why?
'Cause our niggas is wit it
Try to show niggas but I can only hope they see
You's a little nigga fit right up in a 6 by 3
Layin' up like this, lips sewn shut eyes closed
Niggas walk past the casket, damn shorty nice pose
You was ballin' nigga 'til your ass got balled out, called out
By some disrespectful ass niggas that go all out
I bet you thought it was real funny, until it had to get cruddy
Me walkin' off leavin' you with all this bloody
What he gonna do when it's all over for real
And the last thing you seein' is that steel
A blast of light, that's what he seein' if you blast him right
Hit him in his face and hear them close the casket tight
'Cause it's like it ain't nothin' but endin' it to a nigga
Street sweeper like ahhhh, sendin it to a nigga
When you in the house you'll play by house rules
Two words you'll never hear again are house lose
And that's house choose it ain't gonna be that, 'cause I can't see that
Ready to get up in this nigga's ass real good so where the weed at
Believe that, you ain't gon' see nothin' gettin' too familiar
And I would tell you what I do but then I'd have to kill you
And it ain't even worth it, I ain't gon' build nothin'
So I just let you go be that same nigga, still frontin'
Laughin' and shit, like you see somethin' funny
What you sayin' sounds good, but let me see somethin' money
For real
(Dog nigga, dog nigga, dog nigga, dog nigga nigga)
Now what y'all want me to do
Keep your shit the hardest
It's about to go down
Niggas is ready to start this
War that's for sure
Nigga come and get it
We ride or die, why?
'Cause our niggas is wit it
Now what y'all want me to do
Keep your shit the hardest
It's about to go down
Niggas is ready to start this
War that's for sure
Nigga come and get it
We ride or die, why?
'Cause our niggas is wit it
Now what y'all want me to do
Keep your shit the hardest
It's about to go down
Niggas is ready to start this
War that's for sure
Nigga come and get it
We ride or die, why?
'Cause our niggas is wit it
Now what y'all want me to do
Keep your shit the hardest
It's about to go down
Niggas is ready to start this
War that's for sure
Nigga come and get it
We ride or die, why?
'Cause our niggas is wit it
Coming From lyrics - DMX (feat. Mary J. Blige)
[DMX:]
Believe me when I say
Before light, there was dark
[Mary J. Blige:]
Where you going, where you going?
Where you going, where you going?
Where you going?
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
[DMX:]
Places that I've have been, things that I have seen
What you call a nightmare, are what I have as dreams
Bad as that may seem, I know it's only gonna get worse
Love, or a slug, which one am I gonna get first?
My journey's been a rough one, I'm not sure when it began
But the way it's looking, I kind of know when it's gonna end
Thin love, hold me down baby, it's gon' be a rough ride
Niggas give us plenty of room, 'cause I guess enough died
Let me travel, 'cause my intentions are to travel in peace
Fuck around I lay you down, you hit the gravel and cease
I could be a beast, or I could be a gentleman
But if you ain't my dog, you gonna be like "Oh, it's him again"
Niggas will never win, this whole rap game is mine
Hot as you ever been, I was that in '89
Seek and you shall find, look within and you will know
Where you coming from, and where you gotta go
Come on!
[Mary J. Blige:]
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
Gotta keep it real with me
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
So the hell with you
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
I think I'm going to the top
Me and DMX
[DMX:]
I will spend mad time in one spot, plottin' my next move
Tryin' figure out – why is it, that X do what X do
Some questions go unanswered (why?), that's what I'm afraid of
Sometimes I can't show, but I know what I'm made of
They made love, or should I say they made lust
Bound, there didn't have to be love there, cause they made us
I got quite a few sisters, I was the only boy
But being with my dog, was my only joy
Like a kid with a new toy, I forgot about the grime
Escaped the misery, didn't think about the crime
Lost all track of time, was in another world
Everybody knew Earl, but there was another Earl
Lighter side of the dark, fight in the park but wouldn't wanna
Stayed and fought, but when they jumped me, became a good runner
One by one they all went under, so I had the last laugh
They all thought it all was a joke; I had the last laugh
[Mary J. Blige:]
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
[DMX:]
Come on!
[Chorus: Mary J. Blige:]
If I don't know where I'm coming from
If I don't know, I don't know
Where would I go?
Where would I go?
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
Where we going, where we going, where we going?
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where I'm going
Where would I go?
But I know where I'm going
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Do you know, do you know
Where would I go?
I go, I go
[Verse 3: DMX:]
I feel the ghost from within, comin' back to haunt me
Stay lovin' my peoples, even though they don't want me
When I was bad, I was forgotten, like I was dead and rotten
Should've been gettin' love, but instead was plottin'
Shit wasn't right, and it was all blamed on me
Didn't know that I was special 'til this rap shit came to be
Gave me a way out, showed me it was better to teach
Than bust niggas with the 4-4, leave 'em dead in the streets
Over beef that was worth less, than the cost of the slugs that I bought to kill them
And that's because I thought I ought to kill 'em
Little did I know, death wasn't right
Didn't always show every breath was a life
It was to be captured in suspended animation
To be felt by all, understood by every nation
What's the sense of hatin', when I can show love
What's the sense of fakin', when I can show blood
[Mary J. Blige:]
Now what's the moral to this story?
[DMX:]
Come on!
[Mary J. Blige:]
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
Where would I go?
If I don't know where I'm coming from
If I don't know, I don't know
Where would I go?
If I don't know where I'm coming from
I don't know
Where would I go?
But I know where I'm coming from
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Do you know where you're coming from?
Where would I go?
Yonkers is where we grew
Trials we got through
On top is where we'll stay
'Til the end, as long as we'll pray
[?:]
[?:]
On Hot97 ya hear
DMX all through the year
It's All Good lyrics - DMX
Love my niggas, but where's my bitches?
I love my niggas, but where's my bitches?
Love my niggas, but where's my bitches?
I love my niggas, but where's my bitches?
It's all good, it's alright
Fuck all day, fuck all night
Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches
East to the West coast, all my bitches
Yo, chickens is good for pluckin', so I'm stickin' bitches, fuckin'
Got 'em trickin' while they suckin', give em dick and they be buggin'
I've done it all – from mackin two hoes on a three-way
Dominican hoes on B-way, country hoes in V-A
And they all say the same about my game it's tight
That's why every night a different group of bitches start a fight
Over some dick that they don't even own
All I'm givin' them is the bone
Blowin' up a niggas phone, but ain't nobody home (damn)
I'm in the zone, tryna do things
Let's turn this into a crew thing -- whassup girlfriend, you game?
Don't wonder why when I leave at night
It's because I thieve at night
I'm leavin' bitches not breathin' right
I fuck they head up with some slick shit
Hit 'em off with some long dick shit
Make it some quick shit, but rip shit
Then I'm out, just like the trash on a Thursday
Knowin' she'd be givin' up the ass on the first date
It's all good, it's alright
Fuck all day, fuck all night
Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches
East to the West coast, all my bitches
It's all good, it's alright
Fuck all day, fuck all night
Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches
East to the West coast, all my bitches
Flocks of bitches by the dozens, from sisters to cousins
Got 'em doin' shit they said they wasn't ever gonna do
Like knowin' I'd fuck the bitch that she was close to
Still gave up the ass and dough, she was supposed to (what?)
Pictures of bitches and flicks of chicks
Videos with the baddest hoes, suckin' dick
It's the dog in me, that makes me do wrong
And honeys can't help but get strung (why?)
'Cause the game is too strong (okay)
I like 'em greedy, black like Edi
Eyes beady, willin' to give to the needy
I done ran through 'em all, from around the way bitches
To them outta state hoes, and even hittin' gay bitches
All I tell 'em is, "Let me get that," then it's on
Knock her motherfuckin' boots, and then I'm gone
I got the white bitches sayin', "It's a black thing!"
'Cause I leave that ho with no dough and plenty of back pain
It's all good, it's alright
Fuck all day, fuck all night
Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches
East to the West coast, all my bitches
It's all good, it's alright
Fuck all day, fuck all night
Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches
East to the West coast, all my bitches
Bitches who get props, 'cause they know who can get got
And they can get shot, by the way a niggas lip drop
Walk up in the spot, knowin' what she want strictly
When hon wants the dickly, hon comes and gets me
Hits me, pays me, doesn't get crazy
Knows to be Swayze, 'cause that's daddy's baby
I keep them hoes in check, like the government
Hittin' 'em off with nothin' but the dick, and they lovin' it!
Huggin' it, like it's they best friend, 'cause it is
Word to Miz, fuckin' with tricks is just biz
I deal with strictly dimes
Got 'em committin' they first crimes
Now she suckin' dick, for the first time
And ain't no secret, 'bout how I freak it, when they sleep
Didn't never know how I peeped it, then creeped it
That's how I know this must be that shit
I tell them bitches, "I'll be back," and they believe that shit!
It's all good, it's alright
Fuck all day, fuck all night
Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches
East to the West coast, all my bitches
It's all good, it's alright
Fuck all day, fuck all night
Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches
East to the West coast, all my bitches
It's all good, it's alright
Fuck all day, fuck all night
Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches
East to the West coast, all my bitches
It's all good, it's alright
Fuck all day, fuck all night
Call my bitches, 'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches
East to the West coast, all my bitches
I love my niggas, but where's my bitches?
I love my niggas, but where's my bitches?
I love my niggas, but where's my bitches?
I love my niggas, but where's my bitches?
Nigga
The Omen lyrics - DMX
[Female voice and Devil:]
[*Woman sobbing*]
Oh, God, please don't take my child!
He's not ready to die
Oh, God, he's going to take him from us!
I hear him comin'! I hear him coming!
Noooo, coming!
Mmmmmm... Him, Him, Him, Him
Oh, God, please don't take my child!
What's this?
He's not ready to die!
Oh, God, he's gonna take him from us!
[*Heart monitor flatlines*]
[*Woman screaming*]
[*DMX barking*]
[DMX, DMX as Damien:]
You still right here shorty, told you I got you
Like the way I scooped you when them faggot niggas shot you
I'mma hold you down and I mean that for real
But every time you beef with a nigga, I end up havin' to kill
It ain't like that, and hey, forget about them two kids
'Bout to get a deal and it's as nice as you is
Oh, you think? — Nah, I'm just playin', wassup?
Got some new bitches, I know you tryna fuck
Not really — What, I ain't your man no more?
Just because a nigga don't need a hand no more?
You know how we do, if one goes soft
We all take the pussy and go up in her raw
It's like now, where you goin', I ain't tryin to take it
Fuckin' with a nigga like you, I won't make it
It'll be what it is... — Yo, you in for the night?
I'm 'bout to take it to the crib — You get home, aight?
[Marilyn Manson:]
The snake (snake), the rat (rat), the cat and the dog (dog)
How you gonna live when you're in the fog?
The snake (snake), the rat (rat), the cat and the dog (dog)
How you gonna live when you're in the fog?
[DMX, DMX as Damien:]
Yo, I ain't fuckin' with this nigga no more, word to my mother
Fuck it, so you know I'm for sure, word to my brother
It's like he's gotten worse than before, son of "I wonder"
What type of dirt this nigga got in store for me to get under?
Then I get the call: "Yo?" — "X!
Police just killed your cousin, underneath the projects
Don't get vexed, niggas'll pay, 'member I got you
Told you I got you; Dawg, I got you!"
I'm in a catch twenty-two, but them niggas got to pay
But I know he gon' be askin' for a favor one day
But fuck it, I ain't got no choice in the matter
Them faggots killed my peoples, and I wanna see 'em splatter
That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, we ain't on no kid shit
And I'mma use the same gun that you killed them two kids with
Is that hard to live with? — Nah — See, you still a playa
But what you want from me? — Ahh, I'll tell you later
[Marilyn Manson:]
The snake (snake), the rat (rat), the cat and the dog
How you gonna live when you're in the fog?
The snake (snake), the rat (rat), the cat and the dog
How you gonna live when you're in the fog?
[DMX:]
Shit is all over the news: 'Bomb goes off in Central'
What the fuck have I gotten myself into?
The mental is like, "Get the fuck outta there!"
I'm out — Hey, goin' somewhere?
Nah — What's the bag for? — Fuck it, what you want?
Can your nigga come inside, for a minute and puff a blunt?
Here we go again... — After what I just gave you?
Wasn't actin' like that, when you asked for that favor
Yo, I ain't asked you for shit! — Oh, yes you did!
When you really needed somethin' then you allowed me to give
You sold me your soul when you didn't say no
Just let a nigga go; now gimme what you owe!
Fuck were you thinkin'? Ain't shit for free!
Ain't a motherfucker you know can defeat me!
Forgive me Father, for I have sinned
And with your help, I know the Devil won't win!
[Marilyn Manson:]
(Kill, kill, kill, kill; X, X, X, X)
Take you all on a way to Hell
(Kill, kill, kill, kill; X, X, X, X)
We know what to do, we do it well
(Kill, kill, kill, kill; X, X, X, X)
Take you all on a way to Hell
(Kill, kill, kill, kill; X, X, X, X)
We know what to do and we do it well
[Marilyn Manson:]
This is Marilyn Manson, DMX, Ruff Ryders
This is Marilyn Manson, DMX, Ruff Ryders, Swizz Beatz
DMX, Ruff Ryders, Swizz Beatz, Ruff Ryders, Swizz Beatz
Slippin' lyrics - DMX
This life shit, this life shit is like
Is like bugged the fuck out, son, for real
See, to live is to suffer
But to survive...
Well, that's to find meaning in the suffering
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(I will hold you down)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
('Cause I got your back, I got your back)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(Oh, the Lord is with you now)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
(And He got your back, He got your back)
I've been through mad different phases like mazes to find my way
And now I know that happy days are not far away
If I'm strong enough I'll live long enough to see my kids
Doin' somethin' more constructive with their time than bids
I know because I been there, now I'm in there
Sit back and look at what it took for me to get there
First came the bullshit, the drama with my mama
She got on some fly shit so I split and said that I'ma
Be that seed that doesn't need much to succeed
Strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed
I'm ready for the world or at least I thought I was
Baggin' niggas when I caught a buzz
For thinkin' about how short I was
Goin' too fast, it wouldn't last, but yo I couldn't tell
Group homes and institutions prepared my ass for jail
They put me in a situation forcin' me to be a man
When I was just learnin' to stand without a helping hand
Damn, was it my fault, somethin' I did
To make a father leave his first kid at seven doin' my first bid?
Back on the scene at fourteen with a scheme
To get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream
And by all means I will be livin' high off the hog
And I never gave a fuck about much but my dog
That's my only mothafucka I hit off with my last
Just another lil nigga headed nowhere fast
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(I will hold you down)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
('Cause I got your back, I got your back)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(Oh, the Lord is with you now)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
(And He got your back, He got your back)
That ain't the half, shit gets worse as I get older
Actions become bolder, heart got colder
Chip on my shoulder that I dared a nigga to touch
Didn't need a clique 'cause I scared a nigga that much
One deep with the pit startin' shit for kicks
Catchin' Vicks, throwin' bricks, gettin' by bein' slick
Used to get high, just to get by
Used to have to puff my L in the morning before I could fly
Ate somethin', a couple of forties made me hate somethin'
I did some coke, now I'm ready to take somethin'
Three years later showin' signs of stress
Didn't keep my hair cut or give a fuck how I dressed
I'm possessed by the darker side, livin' the cruddy life
Shit like this kept a nigga with a bloody knife
Wanna make records but I'm fuckin' it up
I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(I will hold you down)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
('Cause I got your back, I got your back)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(Oh, the Lord is with you now)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
(And He got your back, He got your back)
Wasn't long before I hit rock bottom
Niggas talkin' shit, like, "Damn, look how that rock got him!"
Open like a window, no more indo
Look at a video, sayin' to myself: "That coulda been yo
Ass on the TV," believe me, it could be done
Somethin's got to give, gots to change 'cause now I've got a son
I gots to do the right thing for shorty
And that means no more gettin' high, drinkin' 40s
So I get back lookin' type slick again
Fake niggas jump back on my dick again
Nothin' but love for those that know how it feel
And much respect to all my niggas that kept it real
Kept a nigga strong, kept a nigga from doin' wrong
Niggas know who they is and this is your fuckin' song
And to my boo who stuck with a nigga through
All the bullshit, you'll get yours because it's due
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(I will hold you down)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
('Cause I got your back, I got your back)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get up
(Oh, the Lord is with you now)
Ayo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
(And He got your back, He got your back)
(I will hold you down, 'cause I got your back, I got your back)
(Oh, the Lord is with you now, and He got your back, He got your back)
See, this is that shit, this is that shit
That all real niggas can relate to
This is from the heart, baby
Don't get it twisted
X, baby
No Love 4 Me lyrics - DMX (feat. Drag-On, Swizz Beatz)
[Swizz Beatz:]
Keep yo' hands in the air, 'cause we gon' take you there
And I know it ain't fair, but we just don't care
Uh-huh, uh, what
[DMX:]
Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs is gon' be a thug wit me
Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs is gon' be a thug wit me
[DMX:]
If I'm gonna rob, I'mma rob all night
If I'm lookin' for somethin' it's probably a fight
If I'm gon' fuck bitches then they better be tight
If that's dead, then the head better be right
If I gots to play I'mma play 'til I win
Since I gots to be here can't wait to begin
Wanna fuck shorty, can't stand shorty friend
'Cause honey friend fucked many, many men
Stay wit the rats 'cause the rats is real
Wanna fuck, then we fuck, already know the deal
Shit, fuck what you look like, just show the real
And I keep spot that we can go to chill
I love my, get down for the hoes
Only reason I come around is for the hoes
Pipework, I lay it down for the hoes
Hit 'em off with that dark brown, you know?
[DMX:]
Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs is gon' be a thug wit me
Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs is gon' be a thug wit me
[Drag-On:]
Y'know fuckin' wit me, ain't keepin' your health right
'Cause me and my boys, we keep it jail tight
The shit I pack is heavy, but the shell's light
When they drop the same time, you drop without a fight
Burnin' anything that I'm puttin' my name on
You might take a 'Drag', but you can't flame 'On'
I know y'all niggas don't owe me with a chain on
When it come to the fire I'm the kid they blame it on
When you see like eight cars then y'all know who we are
Niggas spittin' mean bars off the green jar
Never drunk but you see me leaned at the bar
Spittin' fire that'll melt the ice on your arm
You had that but for now dog give me that
'Cause dog you don't wanna see how my semi act
Fake hustlin' niggas, you'll pump any pack
When it come to this shit, I done laid plenty flat (C'MON!)
[DMX:]
Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs is gon' be a thug wit me
Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs is gon' be a thug wit me
[DMX:]
Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear
Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear
Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear
Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear
[DMX:]
What you niggas want? 'Cause I got it right here
Y'all niggas front, then I hit you right there
Not really impressed by what niggas wear
Faggots talk shit but I really don't care
I'm the type of nigga that'll die for the cause
Fuck what you heard, I will die for my dogs
Ain't scared of shit, will ride in the fog
Same thing but a bigger size than yours
I fuck with Drag-On, 'cause he spits the flame
Drag-On motherfucker don't forget the name
And we all takin' over, ain't shit the same
If you ain't out that mob nigga quit the game
And ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no other cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no other cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs is gon' be a thug wit me, c'mon!
[DMX:]
Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs, is gon' be a thug wit me
Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs, is gon' be a thug wit me
[DMX:]
Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear
Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear
Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear
Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear
[Swizz Beatz:]
Drag-On
My man
Swizz Beatz
Double-R
Dogs For Life lyrics - DMX
Gotta have that
Uh, uh, uh
I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what
Ride till we die, on till it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dogs
Uh, there's my dogs
I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what
Ride till we die, on till it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dogs
Uh, there's my dogs
Now who I am is who I'll be until I die
Either accept it or don't fuck with it
But if we gon' be dogs then you stuck with it!
Let me go my way but walk with me
See what I see, watch me then, talk with me
Share my pain, make it a little easier to deal with it
Cause despite all the fame YOU I'm a keep it real with it (true)!
Rob and steal wit' – dog nigga what
Ride till we die, on till it's up
Love is love and I enjoy the love
But when it's conflict then it destroys the love
You can't toy with love, niggas take to the heart
You ain't gon' find too many niggas willing to, bark in the dark
(Come on!) Keep your head from the start, don't fuck it up now
Later on they be hit like, fuck it how??
You my dog and I die for you, keep it like that
Give me unconditional love, and I give it right back
I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what
Ride till we die, on till it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dogs
Uh, there's my dogs
Most niggas make movies, but niggas like us make it happen'
The shit we used to do never thought we would make it rappin
But now we here, at the same place at the same time
And got jokes cause now niggas get it, with the same rhyme
Yeah niggas is living comfortable, cause life is all good
But one thing we must remember, is that life is all hood
And the casket's all wood and we all take there one day,(shit)
Shit today is Sunday we both can be there on Monday
Life is funny like that, WHAT bug the fuck out
Sometimes I take it to the church in terms of thug the fuck out
Niggas get drugged the fuck out they boots, violatin' families rules
Motherfucker stay in your shoes!
Now see what you need to do, is chill shorty
'Body please come and get him before I, kill shorty
I will do for my niggas as they would do for me
Bust a faggot like you for free, wanna see
COME ON!
I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what
Ride till we die, on till it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dogs
Uh, there's my dogs
I'm always surrounded by dogs, for the love
Only niggas I fuck wit is thugs nigga what
Blood in Blood out vatos locos homes, theres no chocos homes
When we smoke them chromes, and how we broke them bones
While the last niggas is ass niggas
The skimask niggas to trash niggas they ass niggas pussy
And half you cats can't even flow
And when I hear y'all niggas around my head, well you know
But that's a whole 'nother issuse, right now we own this
We keep spittin' like this, how the FUCK we gon' miss?
Cause the camp is strong, and the stamp is strong
Double R (love, love, love, love!)
Motherfucker, keep the caskets flowing
You done got yourself, caught up in some shit you can't handle
And you know I can't stand you, you're man too
This one time I'mma letta dog be a dog
But I'mma see you in the ring and when it's on then it's on
I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what
Ride till we die, on till it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dogs
Uh, there's my dogs
Dog nigga what? On till it's up
Where's my dog?
Uh, uh there's my dog – Uh, uh there's my dog
Blackout lyrics - DMX (feat. Lox & Jay-Z)
[Sheek Louch and Jadakiss:]
Jay!
Fuck that
This is it, right here, baby!
You know what it is
[Jadakiss:]
Yo, I used to have bad luck; now, you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck, either with a dime or a bad duck
Double-R tee with the matching bandanna
.38-snub, blue steel with no hammer
And I see y'all niggas tryna glance at the 'Kiss
'Cause I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist
Boning your women, drunk off Coronas and lemon
And you know I'm still writing the mean, lighting the green
I need the bucket, even though I look, right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album, try to boost they sales
We put our pies on the table and our eyes on a label
'Cause them rednecks up in the mountains'll try to slay you
They call me raspy, tell you what I want you to know
Fuck what you ask me, you probably don't want me to blow
I got a lot of horsepower, so I'm able to skip
Usually a good nigga, even though I'm able to flip
You pay thirty for the 'Kiss (Uh-huh), a hundred for The LOX (Yeah)
And if we cool, then I write a hook for a drop
Whatever's in the bank is my bet, a Z-bull's my pet
And you can bet he'll get the legs and the neck
[Sheek Louch:]
Uh-huh, yeah, aiyyo
Yo, when my gun bust, send niggas to the fish like Swanson
New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheek Louch, type of nigga gasoline y'all beds
And that's warning, if you all alive in the morning, that's fine
Now, I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully mine
I want PC, see me? Tuck in your chains
I got niggas my pops' age that lifestyle ain't changed
It's like, wake up, move a brick, half of it slow
Make car money, check with Sheek, go fuck with a ho (Ha!)
I rock a waist-length mink, do-rag under my fitted (Style on these niggas!)
And I don't even want waves, Timbs be halfway new (Huh?)
That's Sheek in the dress-up club cause I don't fuck with shoes
And for my nigga's life, I swear to the Bible, let it be told
I put thirty in your head, all in the same hole
'Cause we got the same goal, and you try and tamper with mine?
Don't make me motherfuckin' leave you with some shit in your spine
Fuck with me, you be a "was nigga": "Nigga WAS dope"
"Nigga WAS gettin money" 'fore I extorted your coke
'Ju crazy? Haha
[Styles P:]
Aiyyo, catch me with a .38, box of shells
In a '98 Lincoln, eating pasta shells
Order to go, always got a box of Ls
Blow, stay on the low, get a Heine' and swig
I'm Pinero, so I hate a snake, rat, or a pig
I pop shit 'cause I'm the second-best; the first was B.I.G
Y'all niggas is sonned out, let me speak to your father
'Cause I like to play chess and I swing the revolver
If I don't like a nigga, I don't even be bothered
I spit, I'm just a crooked nigga going legit
You hold your nine if you holding a brick, common sense
Fed drama, you hit the Bahamas, get bent
L-O-X get respect like Sonny from Bronx Tale
Us and DMX: the Ruff Ryder cartel
Thirsty to live—oh, y'all niggas eager to die?
I tell all my niggas ride, you won't leave with a dime
Motherfucker!
[Jay-Z:]
Yeah, yeah, I'm a monster
I sleep whole winters; wake up and spit summers
Ghetto nigga, putting up Will Smith numbers (Ugh)
Surrounded by Sixes and Hummers, bitches among us
Trying not to let this bullshit become us
It started from hunger, 'til it all went insane
Now, bitches notice the chains now that I hit my number
The chickens I twisted (Ugh) see the digits unlisted (Yeah)
The beeper done changed
You dead, bitch; the Reaper done came
I suggest niggas stop speaking my name
'Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the rain
I keep creeping, streets keep watching, I keep popping
Niggas is hotheads and the bullets is heat-seeking
Jay flow for pesos; chase hoes, not!
I just circle 'round the block in a drop
Tell 'em jump through the top (Uh-huh)
Where the sunroof used to be
I can see y'all not used to me
Nigga, flows like none other (Ugh!)
I'm the meanest, toughest Don Dada to gun-butt ya
You the type that bust a lot of shots, and none touch you (Fuck)
I'm the type that get excited, when the gun touch you
Motherfuckers! Ugh
Y'all niggas bout to witness a dynasty like no other
Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh
[DMX:]
Uh-huh-uh-huh uh, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
I'm headed nowhere fast (Ugh), running in place, gat in my waist
Niggas wanted a taste, but wouldn't come to my face (Ugh)
So what that mean? You cats is playin' games again
So now what I do? Start naming names again (What!)
All you motherfuckers know that I speak from the heart (Ugh!)
Play like you don't know, L-O-X is gon' bark
We can take it there, but to make it fair, get some more niggas
Styles, Sheek, Jay... We comin' with like four niggas (Aight?)
Y'all niggas best to stop playin'
It'll be the ones you forgotten about
That'll get you shot in your mouth
ARF! ARF! Got my dogs covered (Ugh!)
Plus it's all gravy, like chicken when it's smothered (What!)
It's Dark, and I LOVE IT! (Ugh!)
Get him, boy, let him loose (C'mon!)
You want it with the dog or the gun? Let him choose (C'mon!)
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
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*]
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