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DMX


Background information
Birth name Earl Simmons
Born December 18, 1970
Born place Mount Vernon, New York, U.S.
Origin Yonkers, New York, U.S.
Genre(s) Hardcore Hip-Hop
Years active 1991—present
Label(s) Ruff Ryders Entertainment
Associated acts Jay-Z
Nas
The Lox
Eve
Swizz Beatz
Drag-On
Ja Rule
Website Website



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DMX Album


Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood (12/22/1998)
12/22/1998
1.
My Niggas (skit)
2.
3.
4.
5.
We Don't Give A Fuck (feat. Styles & Jadakiss)
6.
7.
Coming From (feat. Mary J. Blige)
8.
9.
The Omen (feat. Marilyn Manson)
10.
11.
No Love 4 Me (feat. Swizz Beatz & Drag-On)
12.
13.
Blackout (feat. The L.O.X. & Jay-Z)
14.
15.
16.
. . .



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 & get ill
My niggas give it straight to the bank when we kill
My niggas put niggas on ice til they chill

. . .



[DMX]
Uhh..
Aiyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!! C'mon!!
Uhh! Uhh-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
Don't be stupid, you heard what I said motherfucker
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? Niggaz can't touch me (UHH!)
Cause I don't give a fuck G, I'll get you touched B
I got choice, to rip my slug or take apart a door
and enough crazy niggaz 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 (YEA!)
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'ta brought the joint, wit you kid,
now I'ma have to get you kid, and split your wig, wit the machete (WHAT!)
I bring beef to niggaz, 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

Chorus: Ruff Ryders (repeat 4X)

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

[DMX]
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, OHH!)
And you know how niggaz do a bitch we run up in a bitch (OHH!)
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 niggaz gots to be smokin somethin thinkin you chokin somethin (uhhh)
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 niggaz make me itch, so I scratch, youse a bitch (uh, UH, UHH..)
So I snatch up your face, fake-ass pencil I scratch you (..UHH, UHH, 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!)
ARRRRF! Fresh out the asylum, I'm whylin
Y'all niggaz know the phone numbers for help you best to dial em (AY!)
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!!

Chorus

[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)

Chorus

Chorus 1/4X

[Ruff Ryders]

. . .



(man1):Yo whatz up wit this PacMan nigga
yo whatz up

(man2):Yo right there
(man1):Yo hold up,hold up
yo Pacman yo pacman
(pacman):Yo you know me money
(man1):yo I don't know you an all that shit
but whatz up wit this pacman shit
(pacman):what you mean whatz up wit this pacman
shit,this my hood man ,this my hood fo five years
man just got out man im just tring to get some money man
(man1):yo I won't you to get money and all that shit
but you can't get it here man
(pacman):what you mean I can't get it here I been here all my mutherfucking life
b. ain't nun of yall N.Y. niggas
taking over this shit up around here man
(man1):how the fuck you know i'm a New York nigga
(pacman):you smell like a New York nigga to me man
(man1):five years ago where were you man
(pacman):I was locked up man
(man1):you were born and raised in this joint
(pacman):born and raised here my momma here my poppa here
everybody hereman
(man1):well we was born up the block
(pacman):ya I was born and raised here and ain't none of yall niggas gonna run
me out of my hood
(man1):so what you saying nigga
(pacman):nigga what you saying nigga
(man1):this what the fuck i'm saying
(gun shot)

. . .



Uhh
Swizz beats (Uhh uhh)
Nigga, ryde or die (uhh uhh uhh)
DMX what what (uhh uhh uhh)

[Chorus - DMX]
Ain't no way you're gonna stop my flow
Ain't no way ya niggaz you just don't know
But niggaz is about to go oh no oh no
Ain't no way you're gonna stop my shine
Ain't no way you niggaz wanna stop mine
Ya niggaz must be out yo mind, I don't know why

What the fuck is you niggaz pressin me for
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 cuz you dont even know me
Nigga check me (come on)
I'm that motherfucker that'll put you to sleep, while you sleepin
WRONG: Then die from a hundred feet, you just knew you was creepin
RIGHT: Red dot from a hundred feet, you just knew you was creepin
Bad decisions lead to last decisions
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?
Let me break it down for you he's about to attack you
Still standin here faggot? You must want me to smack you
You ain't been there or done that, fuck is y'all niggaz tellin me
I'm the only nigga, walkin the streets with four felonies
But peep this, I see shit is hard, niggaz is strugglin
Leave rap alone for a little while, go back to hustlin

[Chorus]

Give it to niggaz just how they give it to, me
Hit em in a rhyme because I'm a MC
Been a lot of places most niggaz won't, see
That's why I'm at a level that y'all niggaz 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 niggaz want, raw
Niggaz laugh at me and was mad at me
Cuz the way life was goin had to be a, tragedy
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 niggaz go first
But you looked a gift horse right in the mouth
Didn't appreciate what you got when you got it
so if I see it, I'ma dot it, 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

[Chorus]

Niggaz 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 yo mess
Catch you while you comfortable put one up in yo chest
One up in yo vest, of course they the hollows
You goin' away today, you just lost tomorrow
I'ma go platinum (nah) you gots to be kiddin WHY
Make it double platinum, no bullshittin
And I'ma stay flippin flows, rippin shows
Strippin ho's, gettin dough let me go
And nigaz know, who the best is
The dog, DMX is the rest is or might as well be helpless
I wreck this cuz when I wreck shit
I might snatch a niggaz necklace
Then go from like midnight to breakfast
COME ON


. . .


f/ Jadakiss, Styles

[Jadakiss]
Uhh, used to be my dogg, you was in my left titty
Screamed RYDE OR DIE, I thought you would die wit me
Found out you a bitch, you can't even ryde wit me
Now it's a war, and you ain't on the side wit me
Used to be my dogg, you was in my left titty
Screamed RYDE OR DIE, I thought you would die wit me
Found out you a bitch, you can't even ryde wit me
Now it's a war, and you ain't on the side wit me

[DMX]
When it rain, niggaz get wet, so stay dry (uh)
Don't cross me, I compete to snake eye (woo)
You just lost me, like yo' shadow in the dark (uh-huh)
Fucked around and forced me to hit the shadow with the spark (UHH)
Blew your shit apart -- now it's two halves of one nigga
"Look at him," I said after a few laughs, "Dumb nigga!
Stupid is as stupid does -- cocksucker (WHAT?)
And look what being stupid does, get you shot sucker (WHAT?)
I let you get too close and you bit me (uh)
I told you nah for too long, you tried to hit me
Thought you was wit me (uhh)
Well you might as well forget me, cause from this point on (uh-huh)
it's war, it won't stop until one of us is gone" (c'mon!)
I'm still mad at myself for lettin that shit go down (UHH)
Somebody shoulda told me, I was fuckin wit a clown (aight?)
And I think they found and let.. you.. nigga.. drown
.. you know how shit get around

Chorus: Jadakiss (repeat 2X)

Used to be my dogg, you was in my left titty
Screamed RYDE OR DIE, I thought you would die wit me
Found out you a bitch, you can't even ryde wit me
(Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
Now it's a war, and you ain't on the side wit me
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah)

[Styles]
Aiyyo X fuck them niggaz, them niggaz ain't your dogs
Better treat like some cats and shake they ass to the floor
Been seen the foul shit, put the guns in em
Lil' wannabe you's, so why you run wit em?
You can't trust niggaz no further than you can throw em
You don't wanna murder the niggaz, then you blow em
He usin yo' style, that make him yo' child
Then he shouldn't make a move til he hear it from yo' mouth
We don't allow snakes - runnin wit dogs
Tell them ain't nuttin like a funeral that's gonna be yours
Double-R, and I ain't here to start trouble God
But if they wasn't your niggaz I woulda BEEN hit em hard
Niggaz look like they phony (what) sound like they phony (huh?)
Run around actin like motherfucker's homies
We all make mistakes, that's part of the breaks
But you can still call the apes, we bringin the duct tape
and the broomstick -- them bitch-ass niggaz is gettin raped
Know how we ride, whoever on they side can die
And we ain't tryin to be blind, fuck eye for eye
Cause we only takin yours, you know the doggs you motherfucker

Chorus

[DMX]
There was always somethin there, but I just couldn't touch it (uh-huh)
Wasn't somethin that would hurt me, so a nigga said, "Fuck it!" (uhh)
I let it slide, laughed and joked let it ride (true)
Now that you done killed it, I'm glad that it died (AIGHT?)
It's aight, I know where you live, I'm just waitin (uhh)
til we knock on your front door, and let you meet Satan (c'mon!)
That's what you get for hatin -- FUCK YOU FAGGOT! (WHAT?)
I never did trust you faggot -- I'll bust you faggot! (WHAT?)
What you done forgot about the streets is this: (uhh)
You do a drimy nigga like you do a grimy bitch (AIGHT?)
You just STOP fuckin wit him, you got no more rap (uh)
No more, "Yo whassup D?" No more dap (uhh)
Be lucky if I don't spit in your face, off of G.P. (WHAT?)
AND WHAT? Bitch-ass nigga, you can't beat me (woo)
Don't take it as a loss, just take it as a lesson
Next time think twice, or get iced wit the Wessun
NIGGA! (Nigga!)

Chorus

[Jadakiss]
C'mon

Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah

. . .



Chorus(2x):
What y'all want me to do
Keep your shit the hardest
It's about to go down
Niggaz is ready to start this war that's for sure
Nigga come and get it
Ride and die why
Cause my niggaz is wit it

I want Monopoly money but I ain't even half way there
Do a dirt and a nigga gotta take the backway there
What it is is the biz and its dirty
You'll get rich but life expectancy is about thirty
Take the business to the hallways, driving up for four days
On parole with warrants that'll send me back the raw way
If I get caught across Jersey state lines
Figure this 98 and I been runnin since 89
So that's like 9 years delinquent time
You speakin crime than you know
9 years you owe it's not 9 years you gonna go
No probation or parole more time doin nothin
They roam to yard writin rhymes an frontin
Carry niggaz greasy because I'm built like that
Burry niggaz easy cause they get kilt like that
If you ain't in it wit me than you in my way
But either or you will respect mine
And leave tech 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
Letin a nigga catch you when I got my gaurd down
So I keep em up
Noddin of with one eye open
I can it freak but theres a time when i'm close 'em both
Lead poisonin i'm a get hit with an overdose
So I don't drug thing crud thangs
Think I don't know a slug stains, or blood blaze
Raw gun playin drama
Sadness to another niggaz momma
I'm a be the the one that puts you up inside the trauma
These are troublesome times
And the crime prevails
And the dark side keeps a niggaz ass in jail
Bada-boom-bada-bing some of this and some of that
Gotta boogie for a minute but you know i'm coming back

Chorus(2x)

Try to show niggaz but I can only hope they see
You 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 till 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 leavnin you with all this bloody
What he gonna do when it's all over for real
And the last thing you see is that steel
A blast of light that's what he seein' if you blast him right
Hit him in the face and hear that closed casket tight
Get it right it aint nothin but endin it to a nigga
Street sweeper like ahhhh!
Sendin it to a nigga
When you in the house you play by house
2 words you'll never here again are house lose
And that's house choose it aint gonna be that
Cause I can't see that
Ready to get in them niggaz ass real good so where the weed at
Believe that you aint going to see nothin to familiar
I would tell you what to do but than I'd have to kill you
And it ain't even worth it I ain't goin to build nothin
So I'm just gonna let you go be that same nigga
still frontin laughin and shit
Like you see somethin funny but you say sound good
let me see somethin money
For real
(Go nigga, go nigga, go nigga, go nigga nigga)


. . .


f/ 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 is only going to get worse
Love, a slug, which one am I gonna get first?
My journey's been a rough one, I'm not sure when it begins
But the way it's looking, I kind of know when it's gonna end
Hold me down baby, it's gonna 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 eighty nine
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?
-Got to 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, plotting my next move
Trying to figure out what is it, that X do what X do
Some questions go unanswered, 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, but 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 ?
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
Like the side of the dark, riding the park but wouldn't want to
when they jump 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, but I had the last laugh

[Mary J. Blige]
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
[DMX]
Come on!

[Mary J. Blige]
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
-If I don't know, I don't know
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
-But I know where I'm going
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
-But I know where I'm going
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
-Do you know, do you know

[DMX]
I feel the ghost from within, coming back to haunt me
Stay love in 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 getting love, but instead was plotting
Shit wasn't right, and it was all blamed on me
Didn't know that I was special till this rap shit came to be
Gave me a way out, showed me it was better to teach
Than bust niggas with the fo-fo, leave them 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 them
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 hating, when I can show love
What's the sense of faking, 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?
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
-If I don't know, I don't know
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
-But I know where I'm coming from
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
-Do you know where you're coming from?

Yonkers is where we grew
Trials we got through
On top is where we staying
Till the end, as long as we'll pray
On Hot97 ya hear

. . .



[DMX]
Love my niggaz, but where's my bitches?
I love my niggaz, but where's my bitches?
Love my niggaz, but where's my bitches?
I love my niggaz, but where's my bitches?

Chorus: DMX

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

[DMX]
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 niggaz phone, but ain't nobody home (damn)
I'm in the zone, tryin to 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

Chorus 2X

[DMX]
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 honies 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 hoe with no dough and plenty of back pain

Chorus 2X

[DMX]
Bitches who get props, cause they know who can get got
And they can get shot, by the way a niggaz 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 nuttin 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!

Chorus 4X

[DMX]
I love my niggaz, but where's my bitches? (4X)

. . .


f/ Marilyn Manson

{*DMX barking*}

[DMX]
He's still right here shorty, told you I got you
Like the way I scooped you when them faggot niggaz shot you?
I'ma hold you down, and I mean that, for real
But everytime 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, whassup?
Got some new bitches, I know you tryin to 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?

Chorus: Marilyn Manson (repeat 2X)

The snake (snake), the rat (rat)
The cat and the dog
How you gonna live
when you're in the fog?

[DMX]
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, somehow 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, niggaz'll pay, 'member I got you
Told you I got you -- yo, I GOT YOU
I'm in a catch twenty-two, but them niggaz 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 splattered!
That's what I'm talkin bout, we ain't on no kid shit
And I'ma 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

Chorus

[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 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 ask you for shit!!
Oh yes you did
When you really needed somethin, and you was alkied again
You sold me your soul when you didn't say no
Just let a nigga go, and GIMME WHAT YOU OWE
Fuck was 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 kill kill..
Take you all on our way to hell
Kill kill kill.. kill kill kill..
We're gon'.. do do it, do it well
Kill kill kill.. kill kill kill..
Take you all on our way to hell
Kill kill kill.. kill kill kill..
We don't want to do it, we do it well

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

. . .



Ha ha ha ha ha ha uhh
See to live is to suffer but to survive
well that's to find meaning in the suffering.

Chorus
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up!
(Repeat)

-1-
I been through mad different phases like Masons
to find my way & now I know that happy days are not far away
If I'm strong enough I'll live long enough to see my kids
doing something more constructive with they time
than bids I know because I been there
now I'm in there sit back & look
at what it took for me to get there
First came the "Howl!!" the drama with my mama
she got on some fly shit "What!" til 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' "Uhh!" when I caught a buzz
for thinking about how short I was
Going too fast it wouldn't last but yo I couldn't tell
group homes & institutions, prepare 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 helpin' hand
Damn, was it my fault, somethin' I did
to make a father leave his first kid at 7 doin' my first bid?
Back on the scene at 14 with a scheme
to get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream
and by all means I will be living high off the hog
and I never gave a "What!!" about much but my dog
That's my only "Howll!" I had offered my last
Just another little "Come on!!" headed nowhere fast

Chorus

-2-
That ain't the half "Arf!" get's worse as I get older
actions become bolder heart got colder
chip on my shoulder that I dared a "Uhh!" to touch
didn't need a click cause I scared a "Uh huh" that much
One deep went to for kicks
catchin' vicks throwin' bricks gettin by bein' slick
used to get high to get by used to have to "Howl!!"
in the morning before I get fly
I ate something a couple of forties made me hate somethin'
I did some "Arf" now I'm ready to take something
3 years later showing signs of stress
didn't keep my hair cut or give a "Come on!" how I dressed
I'm possessed by the darker side livin' the cruddy life
"What!" like this kept a nigga with a bloody knife
wanna make records but I'm "Wheeew'd!" up
I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up

Chorus

-3-
Wasn't long before I hit rock bottom
"Howll!" was like damn look how that "how that" got him
Open like a window no more Indo look at a video
sayin' to myself that could've been yo on the TV
believe me it could be done somethin's got to give
it's got to change cause I've got a son
I've got to do the right thing for shorty
and that means no more getting high drinking forties
So I get back lookin' type slick again
Fake "What!" jump back on my "Uhh uh huh!" again
Nothin' but love for those that know how it feel
& much respect to all my "Come on!!" that kept it real
Be strong kept a from doin' wrong
"Uhh" who they is and this is yo "What uhh!" song
and to my boo who stuck with a "Arf!" through
all the bullshit you'll get yours because it's due

Chorus

can't get up...I gots to get up
This is from the heart baby, don't get it twisted

. . .


f/ 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

Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)

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 for me

[DMX]
Uhh, uhh
If I'm gonna rob, I'ma rob all night
If I'm lookin for somethin it's probably a fight
If I'm goin fuck bitches then they better be tight
If that's dead, then the head better be right
If I gots to play I'ma 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 fuck 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?

Chorus

[Drag-On]
Y'know fuckin wit me, ain't keepin your health right
Cause me and my Rolls, we keep it jail tight
The shit I pack is heavy, but the shell is 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 niggaz to homey, wit 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
Niggaz 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 niggaz you'll pump any pack
When it come to this shit, I done laid plenty flat (C'MON!)

Chorus

[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

Uhh, uhh
What you niggaz want? Cause I got it right here
Y'all niggaz front, then I hit you right there
Not really impressed by what niggaz 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 wit me
But my dogs, is gon' be a thug wit me, c'mon!

Chorus

[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]
Uh-huh, uh
Uh.. Drag-On
My man
Swizz Beatz
Uh
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Uh, uh

. . .



Gotta have that.....uh,uh,uh

chorus:
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
repeat(1x)

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 withcha' 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.

chours: repeat 2x

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 dropped 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.
COME ON!

chours: repeat 2x

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 love motherfucker keep the casketes flowing.
You done got yourself, caught up in some shit you can't handle
and you know I can't stand you, you'r man too.
This one time I'ma letta dog be a dog,
but I'ma see you in the ringing when it's on then it's on.

chorus: repeat 2x

dog nigga what?
on till it's up
where's my dog?

. . .


f/ Jay-Z, The L.O.X.

(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 T with the matchin bandana
38-snub blue steel with no hammer
And I see y'all niggaz tryin to glance at the 'Kiss
Cause I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist
Phonin your women, drunk off Corona's and lemon
And you know I'm still writin the mean, lightin the green
I need to boogie, even though I look, right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggaz 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 30 for the 'Kiss (uh-huh) a 100 for The L.O.X. (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

[Sheik Luciano]
Uh-huh, yeah, aiyyo
Yo when my gun bust, send niggaz to the fish like Swanson
New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheik Luc', type of nigga gasoline y'all beds
And that's warnin, if you all alive in the mornin, 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 niggaz my pop's age that lifestyle ain't changed
It's like wake up, move a brick, half of it slow
Make car money, check with Sheik, go fuck with a hoe
I rock a waist length mink, do-rag under my fitted
And I don't even want waves, Timbs be halfway new
That's Sheik 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 an' tamper with mine?
Don't make me motherfuckin leave you with some shit in yo' spine
Fuck with me you be a WAS nigga, nigga WAS dope
Nigga WAS gettin money 'fore I extorted your coke, 'ju crazy?

[Styles]
Aiyyo, catch me with a thirty-eight, box and shells
In a ninety-eight Lincoln eatin pasta shells
Order to go, always got a box of L's
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 niggaz is son-ned 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 goin legit
You hold your nine if you holdin 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, are y'all niggaz eager to die?
I tell all my niggaz 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, puttin up Will Smith numbers
Surrounded by 6's and Hummers, bitches among us
Tryin 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 see the digits unlisted
The beeper done changed; you dead bitch, the Reaper done came
I suggest niggaz stop speakin my name
Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the rain
I keep creepin, streets keep watchin, I keep poppin
Niggaz is hot heads and the bullets is heat-seekin
Jay flow for pesos -- chase hoes NOT
I just circle 'round the block in a drop
Tell them jump through the top (uh-huh)
where the sun roof used to be
I could see y'all not used to me
Nigga flows like none other - I'm the meanest
toughest Don Dada, the gun butcher
You the type that bust a lot of shots and none touch ya
I'm the type that get excited, when the gun touch ya
Motherfuckers..
Y'all niggaz bout to witness a dynasty like no other

[DMX]
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.. I'm headed nowhere fast
Run in the place, gat in my waist
Niggaz wanted a taste, but wouldn't come to my face
So what that mean? You cats is playin games again
So now what I do? Start namin names again (WHAT!)
All you motherfuckers know, that I speak from the heart (UH!)
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 niggaz
Styles, Sheik, Jay, we comin with like four niggaz (AIGHT!)
Y'all niggaz, 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 (UH!)
Plus it's all gravy like chicken when it's smothered (WHAT!)
"It's Dark," and I LOVE IT! (UH!)
Get him boy - let him loose (C'MON!)

. . .



[DMX]
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

FLESH OF MY FLESH, BLOOD OF MY BLOOOOOOD!!!

Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
All my niggaz get down like what

[DMX]
My dogs is dogs, with official bloodlines
I say "Stop Being Greedy," get a plate if you want mine
Why do niggaz always force you take it back to the streets? (c'mon!)
Can I at least go one year without spittin the heat? (uh-huh)
Motherfuckers think it's sweet until you get yo' chest messed up (uhh)
Two days later he's dressed up -- let him rest up (WHAT?)
He ain't goin nowhere, no time soon
Remember "High Noon"? Last thing he heard was BOOM! (boom!)
Can I get some room or do I gots to, make me a path? (uhh, uhh)
Break you in half -- fake niggaz make me laugh (uhh)
Y'all niggaz is funny, still talkin bout money
and ain't got none -- get the shotgun cause you hungry (woo)
It's about to get ugly when the, lights is out
One, two, three -- hoe that's three strikes you out! (uhh)
His knife was out -- I think they found it still in his hand
He in a bag, and I'm over here, killin his man! (c'mon!)

Chorus: repeat 2X

[DMX]
I no longer see the shadows that once kept me strong (uhh)
And I'm startin to get that same feelin that kept me wrong (uh-huh)
Can't afford to trust niggaz cause niggaz lust figures (UHH)
Plus niggaz is scared to bust niggaz, rush niggaz (WHAT?)
Duelin with the heat, and ain't killin nuttin but time
Fuckin with the street, but you ain't feelin nuttin but mine (c'mon!)
Tired of hearin niggaz rhyme that don't say shit (c'mon!)
Fuck is on them niggaz minds, why don't they quit? (c'mon!)
Suckin my dick lookin for somethin new (UH)
Let your man hold somethin witcho' hold somethin crew (UH)
You know how niggaz do -- we don't forget SHIT
If you was there when it's thin
then you there when it's thick (c'mon!)
No hitchhikers, fuck that, the Ryde was Ruff (WHAT?)
And every nigga that was wit us, that died was Ruff (WHAT?)
A lot of niggaz that are wit us, ain't cried enough (WHAT?)
So now when niggaz come and get us, we fires em up! (c'mon!)

Chorus: repeat 2X

[DMX]
Mother..fuckers, thought that the, X would stop
But I got niggaz 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 (c'mon!)
Lean over in your casket and kiss you (UH)
Send you on your way with a blessin;
and pray that another learned a lesson
Smith and Wessun ended money's life, now money's wife's a widow (WHAT?)
(Gave it to him full blast?) Nah dog, just a little
Beside rap I don't talk but make plenty of moves (uh-huh)
I'll murder, ten of you fools before you're ready to choose (uh-huh)
You either, win or you lose, and I, love to win
Even if it means I gotta shed blood again (c'mon!)
Keep the bank account doubling, but don't hate me
Really thought that what you said would either, make me or break me? (WHAT?)
Knowin it don't take me, long to write
Matter of fact, I think I'll drop another, song tonight! (c'mon!)


. . .



Uh yeah yeah
(gunshots)
Uh...grrrrrrrrr...uh...hot!
Uh..arf arf arf..

Chorus :
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 oonnnnn
Have your mother ready to cry
The heat is on high
The heat is on, you know

Verse one:
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 getting 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 niggaz, splitin' four hundred grand (aight)
We all feel the loss but enjoy the profit,
The game is the same and nothin gonna stop it
Most times you make it one time you won't
All a nigga could really do is have a vest under the coat (come on)

Chorus 2x

Verse two:
Me and my two mans gave money twenty grand
For a scam they don't get the condo in the sand
And chances of gettin' caught slim next to none
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 with disgust just was slow and 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 mintues until we finished
Feds are on the way, but I'm tryin to see spinach
In and out duffle bag across the back
Extra large sports coat to cover up the mack
Feds they attack, I spit lead out niggaz spread out
Run up on a civilian in his car, made him get out

Chorus 2x

Verse three:
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
And if he don't, I'ma 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 ain't shit happens
What can I do, but go on livin'
Fleein' from the condo, I go on a ribbon
Life goes on, that might sound wrong but heeyyy
We all live by the rules of the game we play
Day to day, death is a possibility
The way I play is a fist stops you from killin' me
It's too hot to be in the heat cuz it's on
Too hot to be in the streets so I'm gone
Go back to being discreet live long
Til one day, either me or the heat is gone
Come On!


. . .



[DMX]
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 hear 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 - and 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
to 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.

We each walk the path, that you've chosen
Yes..

Chorus: DMX

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

[DMX]
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
Homey - stop actin like you don't know me
What'd 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

Chorus 2X

[DMX]
(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 tryin to 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)

Chorus 2X

[DMX]
I'm ready to meet him -- our father, who art in heaven
I'm not ashamed to ask for guidance at twenty-seven
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 musta been a fool to ever doubt you!

Chorus 2X

[DMX]
I'm ready to meet him
I'm ready to meet him
I'm ready to meet him
I'm ready to meet him

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