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Sometimes I wonder what life's about
Sometimes I wonder why the lights are out Sometimes I wonder why I like to shout Sometimes I wonder, what the lies are about Sometimes I see things I shouldn't have seen Sometimes I wonder why, I'm a hood and a fiend Sometimes I look at what I've become and cry Sometimes I get on that BULLSHIT and be ready to die Sometimes a nigga that's yo' man might get it Sometimes even though it's sweet, if you ain't wit it Sometimes the pain is too much to BEAR Sometimes it RAINS too much to care Sometimes if you, don't watch yo' back it'll cost you Sometimes you wonder, who would give a FUCK if they lost you Yet sometimes the sun shines around the clock But sometimes it's dark, and hell is hot |
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| 2. |
| 3:02 |
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Grrrrrrr.. uh, uh, uh, YEAH!
UHH! Fourth motherfuckin time baby (WHAT?) Out the gate! (uh-huh) You motherfuckers can't be serious (you can't be serious) You thought I'd let you have this shit (WHAT?) YOU THOUGHT THIS RAP SHIT WAS YOURS? (UH-UH! Uh-uh!) You motherfuckers done lost your mind (uh-huh) For real - get the fuck outta here with that bullshit I'm about to let y'all niggaz know, how it's goin dizzy baby Uhh, uhh, UHH, UHH, UH! School Street, School Street, home of the brave Suckers actin like they want it, ends up in the grave (c'mon!) I'm DMX but my, name ain't Dave (uh) Step to my title and I'll crash yo' wave Buildin #80 (uh-huh) used to L-I-V-E (uh-huh) Come through on the, late night tip and you could see me (uhh!) Coolin with D-Nice and Box, my man (WHAT?!) M.R., my number one fan (WHAT?!) Small Paul, Mike Lou, native New Yorkers Chase a.k.a. Kenny, and Chuckie Walters (UH!) Black Shawn, Black Tim and Black Darren (woo!) Black Tyrone, Black Al and Black Baron (woo!) Rob and Carlos, Jersey and Dink (UH!) James Weldon with the, cuban link (c'mon!) Little Nick, Tony Koch, and Ollie (uh-huh) Remember (?) when they used to fuck with Holly? (yeah!) Abby and Blue, B-Boyin Shawn Bill Smith, Nick Bird, Scoop and Shawan (UH!) Can't forget Long, Paris, Tone and Donny (WHAT?!) Adman to Steve, Fat Reggie, and Ronnie Black Lonnie, D-Mack, and Michael {*BLAM*} Ha ha! A.K.A. Psycho (WHAT?!) Me and Nick Styles used to get piles of cash (c'mon!)My man Reg kept a jammy in the stash (c'mon!) Aiyyo Flocko, Doug and Jerome (uh-huh!) It won't be long before Ice comes home Nate Karasha, Bin, Buck G's, Bashir, don't give a fuck! (WHAT?!) Little Joe, kickin like Chuck Norris (WHAT?!) Most of all I can't forget my man Forrest (WHAT?!) Fourteen K Alfie, Bubbles Bo (UH!) Ralph (?), Smooth and Derenzo (WHAT?!) The old school with Money Mark and Red Mack (yeah!) Kool Breeze, Dry Kool, and Kangol Jack (uh-huh!) David Earl, Jeff Kato, and Dylan Peace to Mike Coleman (WHAT?!) heard the brother's chillin (woo!) Little niggaz, like Big Joe and Nutty Eighty-eight Dave Dan, the Peanut gettin money Tweety Bird, Big Monty and Docky (UH!) His brother Chico Red Mask Brother Hockey (UH!) Gots to give a shoutout, to the deceased (aight?) Little Monty and Paso, rest in peace Yo I remember all that, cause I was there School Street got shit sewn up all the way to the square (WHAT?!) No one would dare even, stop to stare (UH!) Cause they know we don't care and we don't play fair (UH-HUH!) Yeah, School Street is schoolin (WHAT?!) Fuck what you heard, nigga School Street duelin (WHAT?!) Who you think you foolin you'll end up in yo' grave (c'mon!) Fuckin with School Street, home of the brave (woo!) Motherfucker, now you know.. where I'm from.. where it's at.. WHAT?! Motherfucker get got! {*rapid gun blasts*} Bitch-ass nigga.. home of the brave {*BLAM*} |
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| 3. |
| 4:48 |
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Uhh yeah
Another one of those this is for my nigga Q down to earth joints Rest in peace baby you're not for me dawg That's how many that don't know This goes out to my nigga Q rest in peace baby They still ain't ready What they don't know is The bullshit the drama uhh the guns the armour what The city the farmer the babies the mama The projects the drugs the children the thugs The tears the hugs the love the slugs The funerals the wakes the churches the coffins The heartbroken mothers it happens too often The problems the things we use to solve 'em Yonkers the Bronx Brooklyn Harlem The hurt the pain the dirt the rain The jerk the fame the work the game The friends the foes the Benz the hoes The studios the shows comes and it goes The jealousy the envy the phony the friendly The one that gave 'em the slugs the one that put 'em in me whoo The snakes the grass too long to see The lawnmower sittin right next to the tree They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee What we seeing is The streets the cops the system harrassment The options get shot go to jail or getcha ass kicked The lawyers the part they are of the puzzle The release the warning 'Try no to get in trouble' The snitches the odds probation parole The new charge the bail the warrant the hole The cell the bus the ride up North The greens the boots the yard these hearts The fightin the stabbin the pullin the grabbin The riot squad with the captain nobody knows what happened The two years in a box revenge the plots The twenty three hours that's locked the one hour that's not The silence the dark the mind so fragile The wish that the streets would have took you when they had you The days the months the years dispair One night on my knees here it comes the prayer They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee This here is all about My wife my kids the life that I live Through the night I was his it was right but I did My ups and downs my slips my falls My trials and tribulations my heart my balls My mother my father I love 'em I hate 'em Wish God I didn't have 'em but I'm glad that he made 'em The roaches the rats the strays the cats The guns knives and bats everytime we scrap The hustlin the dealin the robbin the stealin The shit hit the ceilin little boy with no feelin's The frustration rage trapped inside a cage Got beatin's 'til the age I carried a twelve gauge Somebody stop me somebody come and get me Little did I know that the Lord was ridin with me The dark the light my heart the fight The wrong the right it's gone They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee |
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| 4. |
| 4:02 |
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WHAT!
UHH! WHAT! C'MON! [HOOK:] AYO! Bounce to that Trina Moe Niggas about to blow Bouncin straight out the door Here we go, here we go [Verse 1] Bloodline, scratch all day, match all weight Only dogs eatin is us we snatch all plates Err, ERR! ERR! Get him boy Click, click, pop the leash, hit him boy Niggas brag about waggin, we stop the tails X drop an album, niggas droppin sales Niggas can't fuck with the dog, forget about it Money went up against the dog, read about it Man listen, you cats better walk easy I'm on some positive shit but I still walk greasy aint nothin changed, still aint sweet stand on one block, but I own the whole street and on the whole street is dirty niggas wit funny moves leavin your house with bloody boots, we cruddy dudes rest of them ass kissers, is sensitive ass niggas fourth album, and I still get in that ass nigga [HOOK 2X] [Verse 2] It's Dark and Hell is Hot, Flesh of my Flesh, Blood of my Blood And Then There Was X Got niggas like what's next and then Hit 'em again, you cats aint never gon' win I was here before most of y'all careers were born I'll be here when y'all careers are gone, still strong Difference between right and wrong is me Niggas talk shit, but you can't MC we already know how much your watch is worth talk about, helpin the hurt, savin the church won't you brag about helpin out where you come from and give brothers a job that really want one gotta think about that shit you said, you don't mean it I done listened to that shit you said, but I done seen it most of you cats is type funny but when it comes time to feed the hungry, gon get type ugly [HOOK 2X] [Verse 3] man I'm already knowin, like y'all niggas is knowin you can't fuck with dog, bust a cap, scrap or flowin, WHAT! seein is believin and well, let's just see I aint even gon' speak, one million the first week aight, let's ask the streets, how many sold? WHAT? Three niggas, three months to go gold? c'mon esse, keep it real holmes you fuckin with the dog, you already know this aint nothin new, fuck is you mad at 15 million, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah rest assured, I'm best abroad you can test Billboard, cuz the, rest are frauds I got 18 years under my belt, rappin let me see, you was three, I was, makin it happen next time we bump heads don't be hard headed show some motherfuckin respect bitch, or you'll all get it [HOOK 2X] |
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| 5. |
| 4:28 |
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Uh uh uh uh
Bring it What We right here We're not going any where We right here This is ours and We don't share We right here Bring your crew cause We don't care We right here Uh uh uh One more time I gots to hit the streets off make the streets talk Let'em know it ain't a sweet walk This gone be The only joint made this year that'll knock'til 2003 And y'all gone see That the hottest nigga out there was is and will be me Just like that I can go away for a minute do some other shit but bounce right back and when it's on I'm come in strapped with some shit that'll spit from dusk till dawn And when you gone Ain't no come in back in the morning like that shit was a dream Nigga you gone That's for real Creep niggas like a seal totin steel stick a nigga make him squeal Oh my God Those can't be the last words of ya man damn ya man was so hard Come on Bring it What We right here We're not going any where We right here This is ours and We don't share We right here Bring your crew cause We don't care We right here Uh uh uh Here we go again How many million did my last one sell Fuck it I'm going for ten This never gone stop and every fucking time I hit you it's goin straight to the top of the charts The champion I'm a thoroughbred my blood is strong and I scratch'til you done Cross the line And ain't no more scratches after that straight up niggas is dyin Yo what the fuck Is you cats doing running around like this like you won't get stuck Yo that's my word I stay giving it to niggas and I stay not really being heard But y'all gone see That the same things thouse done to them will be done to thee And then you'll know That sometimes though you come thru the front you leavin out the backdo' Come on Bring it What We right here We're not going any where We right here This is ours and We don't share We right here Bring your crew cause We don't care We right here Uh uh uh Bring the noise And you better come with niggas you don't give a fuck about Cause you gone lose your boys Cause we don't play And the silencer will silence any cocksucker with something to say Dog for life Whether I'm on or off the leash I bite streets are my life Click click boom Another life taken too soon another mother had a funeral Still waters run deep And the pain is forever alive inside makes it hard to sleep But I keep going going Shit I'm always careful when I walk I'm always seein knowing The dog gone live Stay walking the wire over the fire when I can I give The dog is good And how it's stayin dog gone fuck with the hood The dog fuck with the wood Bring it What We right here We're not going any where We right here This is ours and We don't share We right here Bring your crew cause We don't care We right here Uh uh uh Bring it What We right here We're not going any where We right here This is ours and We don't share We right here Bring your crew cause We don't care We right here Uh uh uh We right here Uh uh uh We right here Uh uh uh We right here Uh uh uh We right here Uh uh uh We right here Uh uh uh We right here Uh uh uh |
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| 6. |
| 4:26 |
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[Chorus]
Believe me! It's our TIIIIME now to let 'em know (WHAT?!) It's our TIIIIME now to let 'em know Believe me! It's our TIIIIME now to let 'em know (WHAT?!) It's our TIIIIME now.. [DMX] I like my blunts heavily hashed, bitches heavily assed Joints ready to stash, got 'em ready to blast (WHAT?!) Give 'em plenty and pass, the thing off (woo!) toss that Get pulled over, we already lost that, of course black (uh!) Floss that, lose that, get that? Come up off that You ain't choose that, but you with that, now spit back (c'mon) Y'all niggaz got me all wrong (WHAT?!) I'm still a grimy nigga (WHAT?!) and I still give it to you, on your song (WHAT?!) I let you niggaz live for a minute, you get goofy Told you go 'head, drop a few albums, I'll do a movie (aight) But when I come back, c'mon dog, respect my slot (UHH) Ain't no get in where I fit in, bitch I'm straight to the top (aight) And whoever don't like it, FUCK YOU FAGGOT, bring it! (WHAT?!) Nigga don't wanna walk it but, stay tryin to sing it What I gotta start smackin you guys around again? Don't make no motherfuckin sense, y'all some grown ass men! [Chorus] [DMX] I don't play with you cats like I used to Cause well I ain't your father (uh-huh) This time it's gon' be a little harder Told niggaz to "Do You", courtesy of Flex Put out "... And Then There Was X" and then there was X And then there was X again, ain't my next of kin Just some hardheaded dickridin grown-ass men (uhh, uhh) C'mon with the bullshit (WHAT?!) please, don't touch that You might, bust yo' gun dog but we bust back (aight) And what's that, a lot of dead homies That ain't yours (UHH) leave it alone, you don't know me Respect the nine or catch a wreckless twenty-nine (ahh) For every bone in your spine (ahh) make a nigga recline (ahh) This whole rap shit is mine (WHAT?!) and I'm not sharin (uhh) Niggaz gettin popped every day, not carin (woo!) Peep niggaz starin, but they don't want NUTTIN Nowadays niggaz get it for frontin, motherfucker! Cocksuckin-ass niggaz! [Chorus] [DMX] Now there's a lot of - bitch niggaz that's rich niggaz I stick niggaz (uhh) Pick niggaz and hit niggaz I lift niggaz (uhh, uhh) Wannabe player, stay in the park Cause the grownups is over here, and we drinkin (WHAT?!) Fuck is you thinkin? (WHAT?!) X ain't changed, still with the same shit (uhh) Ain't with the game shit (uhh) bust leave a stain shit (uhh) Watch the game change quick (WHAT?!) Some niggaz married to the game Nigga like me? Married to the same bitch (c'mon!) I'm a dog from the hood, so I gotta rap from the hood Put a snake and a cat to the wood MAN!! if you, only knew WHAT IT IS!! that I'm, goin through WHEN IT IS!! that I'm, goin through it You ain't gon let me get ahold of that thing, cause I'ma do it! (woo!) Pop, stop drop watch and roll niggaz (uhh) Hold niggaz dog I can't control niggaz! (c'mon!) [Chorus - repeat 2X] |
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*삐* Thursday, June 28th, two, oh-two, A.M. "I just called you and you said Domino's Pizza but, and you said you were on your way but there's just one problem, I'm all the way to fuckin Rochester, New York. Wrong ho!" [DMX] Uhh, yo yo Yo, not this shit again Dog gon' be a dog, y'knahmean? Motherfuckin dog! Don't GET a dog, you can't take care of a dog Gotta take care of the dog, y'know? Y'know? Take it easy lady, y'know? Uh-huh Give me a motherfuckin break - will ya? Shorty was the bomb, brownskin honey with a little dough Come to find out she was a little ho, but still yo I pushed up, shorty had that ass like BLA-DOW Had me schemin on how, I could get that now Was like GIRLFRIEND (what?!) let me drop a bug in yo' ear She was mine cause I told her what she wanted to hear Was like yeah, she knew how it was goin down She said page me, code zero, cause I know you get around Didn't have a man but even if she did DEAD Cause my game is tight like a stocking cap on a nigga's head I said - we'll get up like nine or somethin Don't act like, when I say that ass is mine I'm frontin That night was right, she let me get that, hit that Rip that, bounce it off the walls, flip that But only, one thing went wrong, the rubber bust But I didn't fuss cause dog, shorty was the bomb! [후렴: DMX가 노래] Shortyyyy, UH! We only did it for that niiiight But maaan the pussy was good (uh-huh) But shorty's fuckin up my liiife, fuckin up my life Shortyyyy, UH! We only did it for that niiiight (just one motherfuckin night man!) But maaan the pussy was good (was gooder than a motherfucker, I ain't gon' front) But shorty's fuckin up my liiife (uh-huh) C'mon ma, give me a break [DMX] A few days later, I hit her up, just to keep it real (aight) Was like - whassup Boo, how you been, how you feel? (aight) She said - aight, but my friend's kinda late Today's the 13th, and it shoulda been here on the 8th I'm like - f'real?! Don't stress it, it'll come It better, cause I can't afford another, little one She said - neither can I, I said - cool cause I got mad shit to do and you still goin to school So at least we had the same thing in mind (uh-huh) Not to have this kid and, everything would be fine, BUT, I was blind to the fact that she was settin me up, for the kill (c'mon) Damn, why wasn't she, on the pill? And I still, would check on her like, once a week Sometimes I hit it, sometimes I didn't, but shorty was a freak And whenever I would speak on the baby Shorty would be like - I ain't havin this kid, is you crazy? [후렴: DMX가 노래] But shortyyyy, UH! We only did it for that niiiight (man listen man, one motherfuckin night) But maaan the pussy was good (I ain't gon' front, pussy was good as a motherfucker) But shorty's fuckin up my liiife (Oh MAN this bitch is a fuckin HEADACHE!) fuckin up my life Shortyyyy, UH! (Shorty was definitely a bomb dog) We only did it for that niiiight (One motherfuckin night, AND I was drunk) But maaan the pussy was good (The pussy, MAN! Let me tell you) But shorty's fuckin up my liiife (Dog, this bitch is a problem) C'mon ma, give me a break [DMX] By now, wasn't lookin too good Cause she wasn't doin things that she told me she would Like gettin the price checked out for what we had to do And it goes up another yard for every month after two and a half I had to laugh out of frustration (WHAT?!) Now she's fo' months, I'm ready to hit the bus station (man) If I was, still on that shit it woulda made me rob her Told her friends - DMX? Yeah that's my baby's father (uh-oh) Her lil' stomach is shown (uh-huh) so now the heat is on Maybe she'll see the light, if I start to treat her wrong Like if she thought that if she kept the baby she would keep me (what?) So I played the game on her level, got sneaky (aight?!) Let her have the kid, she said it was premature (uh-huh) Found out, she was six months, when she said she was four (uh-huh) So I left her with the pressure on the next man's arm But she'll be aight, cause shorty was the bomb (f'real) [후렴] But shortyyyy, UH! (was the bomb) We only did it for that niiiight (I mean what, one fuckin night? C'mon ma) But maaan the pussy was good (man she sucked a mean dick) But shorty's fuckin up my liiife (Now this bitch won't stop callin, what the fuck man?) Fuckin up my life Shortyyyy, UH! (She was kinda cute though) We only did it for that niiiight (All it takes is one night man, haha) But maaan the pussy was good (mmm-mm-mmm!) But shorty's fuckin up my liiife (This bitch, has got to go) C'mon ma, give me a break |
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Hey yo D, it's your nigga D
Uh-huh What the fuck, you forgot about me? You've been eatin real good lately Didn't get a shout out on your last album, what you hate me? Arrrf Said I was your dog Said I was your nigga that let you see it all through the fog Arrrf Said I was your mans and them And any problem that you had I would handle them Aiyyo dog it's like this, I fuck with you lightly (uh-huh) Cause I knew if I fucked with you too deep you'd bite me (uhh) Get mad at me, send niggaz wantin to fight me (uhh) Whole time you fucked with me you didn't like me Oh where you hear that? Pssh, niggaz talk Plus you know how shit flow in New York Walls have ears, buildings heard Supposed to be shhhhhh but spill the word *Everywhere that I go, everything that I see Every place that I touch I feel him fuckin with me I'm gonna fly.. arrrf Why you lie? Told me it was Ryde or Die I'm gonna fly.. arrrf Eye for an eye - what happened to my piece of the pie? Now dog, you know me better than that I could put you ahead of the pack, instead of the back I could have niggaz sellin tapes, instead of the crack Could have niggaz fallin down, with lead in they back Ain't much that I can't do when I want to I don't really need you, nigga fuck you WHAT?! Nah I'm just playin, got a wife and kids Little Dame ain't come across dem triflin kid Yo what you mean by that? Mean by what? Youse a grimy nigga f'real, I see whassup I don't even know why I fucked with you from the door Cause you know I can give you what you wanted and more I coulda got it from him But you woulda hate to wait But I wouldn't have the weight C'mon, don't hate What happened to the right hand, Light Man? Nah that's Dark Man Well let's get it right then *Repeat Now I see for who you are, it's like I know you (uh-huh) So I can't trust you as far as I can throw you (uhh) Oh you, don't know you are the reason that I go through what I go through, let me show you Didn't I promise you a Benz, lots of friends Countless pairs of Timbs, these endless ends? But what did it cost me? (c'mon) My life to be taken softly, man BACK THE FUCK UP OFF ME Don't fuck with me like that when I fuck witchu like this Don't come at me like that when you know that you might miss Go on about your business If any cat you send me way, ain't gon' be no witness LORD JESUS C'mon dog, look who you're fuckin PLEASE HELP ME Whassup dog? Man you buggin KEEP THE DEVIL Thug life, thought we were tight OUT OF MY LIFE I'll be back aight? Psych *Repeat (x2) |
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| 4:33 |
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Uhh, uhh, uhh, c'mon!
Woo! Uh-huh Yeah, more real life (grrrrrrrrrr) That's how it is baby, you know it's real More real life, you know it's real (grrrrrrrrrr) From the dog, y'know? You know it's real, uh-huh You know it's real (grrrrrrrrrr) Shit is always real baby, forever My peoples say they got love for the dog right? They holla like "Whattup dog?" Alright Cause no matter what streets in a dog's life And I'm the type of dog gon' go all night Some cats think that it's a game that we're playin here You keep thinkin it's a joke, I ain't playin here Fuck around if you want, I leave billionaire Do what, go where? Shit I'm stayin here This whole motherfuckin rap shit is all mine (WHAT?!) Just thought I'd let you know one mo' time (uhh) Shit, I ain't said nuttin when it was yo' time Now, niggaz is mad, cause "Ain't No Sunshine" And you cats won't like it when the rain hits (UHH!) That's the nigga X on the same shit (uh!) And if you wanna see how fucked up the game gets? Watch what they do when you ain't shit What you gonna do when I'm nothing? You're crazy about my styyyyyyyyyle What you gonna do when I'm nothing? Tell me nowwwwwwwwwww.. ohhhhh-ohhhhhh Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh Every cat I meet like, "Show me love!" Every girl I meet like, "I want a hug!" Shit I might be just tryin to pick somethin up Can I get an autograph -- man, what the fuck?! Is the love gon' be the same when we start to realize that the game ends (uh-huh) Even me, will I have the same friends? (uhh) Even when I ain't got the same Benz (UHH) What about when the dough get low (woo!) Shoulda peeped money from the get-go Disappeared, ain't that a bitch yo? Now you know, that's that bullshit yo Can't forget all them fake "love you" bitches (uh-HUH!) Take 'em to the room, wanna fake you bitches (uh-HUH!) Walk through the mall wanna touch you bitches (uh-HUH!) Listen! I got a wife, I don't trust you bitches (c'mon!) What you gonna do when I'm nothing? You're crazy about my styyyyyyyyyle What you gonna do when I'm nothing? Please don't have me acting wild What you gonna do when I'm nothing? Tell me nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww Tell me now, tell me now (WHAT?!) Tell me (WHAT?!) what you gonna tell me? (WHAT?!) Tell me (uh) tell me (uh) What you gonna tell me? Holla at the boy if you know the truth See what I'm doin, I'm tryin to show the youth Trust me I been through it so I got the proof Give 'em somethin to eat that ain't gon' break a tooth And everybody knows how I get down (c'mon) Show the dog love when he hit town (c'mon) They don't give a fuck who I'm with now (c'mon) V.I.P. don't give a fuck where I sit now (aight?!) All this shit changed but it's still the same But you gotta do it in order to play the game Keep shit brief when you say my name (f'real) Give me the love, nigga fuck the fame (f'real) When the shit is gone, where you gon' be? (hmmmmm) When I look no more, what you gon' see? (hmmmmm) Shit, a muh'fucker lookin hungry (aight?!) And even then, is you gon' love me? What you gonna do when I'm nothing? You're crazy about my styyyyyyyyyle What you gonna do when I'm nothing? Tell me nowwwwwwwwwww.. ohhhhh-ohhhh (x2) |
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| 4:41 |
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I know that my savior lives
And at the end, he will stand on this earth My flesh may be destroyed, yet from this body, I will see God Yes, I will see him for myself - and I long for that moment Grandma, I really miss you and it ain't been the same I drop a tear when I, hear yo' name Mariella Holloway, why you gotta be so far away? Used to say, "Don't worry, it's gon' be okay" But it ain't - it's like when you left, you took the Lord witchu Why couldn't I come when he came to get you? Damn I really miss you - I had to say it again I remember the time when I was like ten Crept up in the neighbor's yard, yeah, bein hard headed You told me I would get it - you said it! And boy did I get it, but after you spanked me, you hugged me Kissed me on my forehead, told me that you love me And I saw, that it hurt you, more than it hurt me I thought - how bad could this hurt be? I know now That's why it's only done out of love What I wouldn't give for one mo' hug, from grandma *Baby it's gon' be okay (she used to tell me that) Baby it's gon' be okay (I really miss hearin) Baby it's gon' be okay (she used to tell me that) Baby it's gon' be okay (I really miss hearin) What I'm about to say a couple of family members is gon' hate me But I'ma let you know what's been goin on lately Now you know since you left, a lot of things witcho kids done changed Yeah Jackie's still crazy, don't know what's up with James Ain't seen Jerry in a while, you know he walk like you And Renee's back in jail, you know she talk like you Riculah's(?) doin real good now, she workin Rhonda's still runnin around, trickin, jerkin Buckeye's buggin, he done lost his mind And Jarvis? Back out of jail, doin fine Kylie? He done changed, it ain't all about self As for my father.. well, that's somethin else But that's my dog, he hold his grandmother down My great grandmother, makin a lot of trips out of town But that's a good thing, and if I could only hear you sing once more, oh Lord, the comfort it would bring *Repeat You left behind a mother (and) eleven kids (and) eleven grandkids And since then, two of yo' grandkids done had kids They had a boy named Tacoma, Xavier's brother, that's right Xavier's made you a great grandmother I thank you for the best times of my life I thank you for when you first met her, accepted and lovin my wife I thank you for those Sunday dinners, they were vital I thank you for my - life, I thank you for the bible I thank you for the songs that you sing in the mornin (Amazing Grace..) while I'm yawnin I thank you for the two beatings you gave me Cause I know somewhere along the line the lesson I learned from the two beatings saved me And when you died I cried like a baby, I begged the Lord to take me Cause no one else could give me what you gave me But life like everything comes to an end I pray I go to heaven to see you again - amen *Repeat (x2) Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me I once was lost, but now I'm found Was blind, but now I see, yeahhh |
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| 4:26 |
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Yo, uhh
Ohh, huh, that's how it's goin down huh? You niggaz hit me like that in the fuckin back? In the fuckin back?! Bitches!! ARF, ARF!! (WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?!) This how we do bitch niggaz, f'real [DMX] I'm tryin to let you niggaz know how the fuck it's goin dizzy When it comes to that flow (YO!) I gets busy Dog don't care get, bear like grizzly Boom boom boom! ATF, who the fuck is he? Dog is the nigga that's gon' walk through the night Park the car twenty blocks away and walk to the fight (WHAT?!) And go where the fuck I want cause New York is alright The dog is alright, if the hawk is on sight Everything from "Get at Me Dog" to "What's My Name?" (woo!) X got a rep, niggaz trust my name Ain't never been a nigga to discuss my fame (WHAT?!) Fuck my fame, nigga, what's my name? (WHAT?!) I'ma keep it real no, matter what it cost me Never one to be taken lightly or softly Dog, I don't know you please back the fuck up off me Before I have him, cause I popped you tryin to off me [Chorus 2X: DMX] So don't walk too fast or talk too much Cause y'all niggaz is ass, and you know whassup Cause y'all niggaz'll blast and we like WHAT?! And my niggaz'll blast and Y'ALL FUCKED UP! [DMX] I done told you niggaz to walk with me, and stand Now who's lookin at me, akwardly? My man But you know who I let talk to me? My fans Take pictures shake hands cause, that's my man It'll be what it is for as long as I let it last Shit niggaz put out? I'd be wrong if I let it past Think that shit is hot bitch, just because you said it fast? (WHAT?!) I'm about to dead it fast, you pumped off unleaded gas (c'mon!) Don't keep goin where you're goin it's a dead end 'fore a nigga catch you at the door tryin to get it Key tryin to fit in, fo'-pound spittin Get what you put in (WHAT?!) bullshit forbidden (WHAT?!) Stop talkin wreckless, cause - y'all don't mean it (woo!) Y'all better respect this, cause - y'all don't seen it (woo!) Y'all better check this cause I'm gon' bring it Bring it? I don't think y'all really wanna see it! [Chorus] [DMX] Aiyyo why do niggaz run they mouth, when they ain't bout it? (uh-huh) Ain't "Ryde or Die" but, stay wantin to shout it (uh-huh) Stay pullin the thing out but what you gon' do without it? No, I wanna know f'real, what you gon' do without it? (f'real!) We done tested y'all niggaz, the rest of y'all niggaz Threatened y'all niggaz, STRAIGHT UP, double vested y'all niggaz And it was ONLY out of love that we protect y'all niggaz And because of a nigga in jail, we respected y'all niggaz But [Chorus - 1/2] [DMX] Be careful where you walkin cause the ground's real shaky Nigga hold the fo' but PLEASE don't make me Please don't mistake me, make me, angry (WHAT?!) Love me or hate me (WHAT?!) niggaz can't break me (c'mon!) [Chorus - 2X] |
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Let's knock it out....that's all, oh we gon' do it
(Another one of these, huh) Knock it the fuck out (One of those joints)Put it down (okay) But it gotta bang (I see what's goin' on here) It has to bang! Ya Know? Uh, uh, uh, uh [Chorus 2x] I'ma Bang! Hit the block pitchin slang Bang! Hit the rock spit the game Bang! Get the glock spit the flame Do my motherfuckin thing! I speak for the meak and the lonely (uhh), weak and the hungry (uhh) Speak for the part of the street that keep it ugly (aight) And niggaz couldn't wear my shoes 'Cause the places that I walk, most catz couldn't bear my dues (uhh) Or pay the tolls of the roads I done kept on, crept on (what) Walk 'til I got tired then curled up and slept on (whoo) My journey has earned me the right to reach I burned so I earned the right to teach, what to eat (c'mon) What niggaz been gettin' fed is pork (uhh) What you niggaz been gettin' fed, shouldn't be even on your fork Let's talk (aight), about this, and about that (uh-huh) Yeah, we like this or we can do it out back (aight) Keep the bullshit for the rodeo 'Cause on the real, you cocksuckers don't know me yo Hit you wit' something for frontin' that'll end your life Then hit your crib and bend your wife (c'mon) Grrrrrrrrr [Chorus 2x] It upsets me to see niggaz that's flossin too much Wearing shit that's costin too much (uhh), how often I touch I like to break fake niggaz (what), rape snake niggaz (what) I take weight nigga (what), you fake hate nigga (c'mon) And niggaz and ain't got the balls to say to my face what you think behind my back Suck my dick! How's about that? (aight) Loose lifts is loose clips and crews hit I run wit' niggaz from Israel to hijack crew ships (uhh) Watch the news at 6 (whoo), that's how I'm gettin' down Feds lookin for the dog, oh that nigga outta town This is a grown-up game, thinkin 'cause you got a blown-up name (what) You won't get a blown-up frame I ain't playin wit' you niggaz no more, them are old I be layin when you hit the door, you hit it cold Be like "Oh no!", see what I'm sayin I told Money to stop playin, now he layin, we prayin (aight) Grrrrrrrrr [Chorus 2x] Oh my God! Yah niggaz done lost yo mind Toss the nine (uhh), this nigga done cross the line Disrespectful shit will get you hit, bitch (what) Fuck who you wit', you niggaz get what you get (uhh) Five to the spine, ride now niggaz is dying Money pulled out he was trying, yet to slow wit the iron (uhh) Nuttin but gun firing, blap blap blap blap Cocksucka where it at (what) Open up your back now I can see through your stomach Told stupid muthafucka to stop runnin (uhh, or run in (uhh) To a buck shot, can't duck off shot It's that click click boom you outta luck shot (whoo) Now don't fall to pieces on me, because the piece is on me (uh-huh) He thought the leash was on me, but dog the streets are hungry (uh-huh) And I'ma feed 'em everytime I sing, do my thing Dog gon' bang, bang, bang! Grrrrrrrrr [Chorus 4x] |
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You could be blind But you gon' see it when you need to see it You gon' be fine 'Cause you gon' be here when you need to be here One of a kind First free your mind, and then you'll free your spirit Go where I go, dog in my life [Verse 1] Now if you start with dirt, then you start with hurt You start with "Oh, you ain't got?" Well here, take my shirt Start with work, blood and tears over the years Goin' through whatever we go through, we stickin' it out here Pups turn into dogs, tadpoles into frogs I'm just eatin' what's in front of me, ain't thinking about yours But I'ma keep my paws on what's mine Beg 'til I find Strapped 'til I'm blind A nigga that whatever I do, still gon' be able to spit this I'm wit' this, 'cause this is mine, you scared shitless Rap niggas can't fuck with the dog Never, could be twenty below outside I'm built for the weather It could be hotter than lava, I wouldn't bother to sweat Some of you niggas, form a following, but you startin' to forget I paid my dues, not only did you not wear But you would really love it If you could meet that cat that made my shoes C'mon! [Chorus 2x] [Verse 2] Now see, what I do is peep shit, keep shit low Keep paying attention to what you trying to show me Livin', but you never know, we livin' Don't give me what you don't owe me Don't tell me that you love me Don't talk shit, don't kill me slowly 'Cause a dog like me, is an only Meaning, hit another like you, truth hurts, but I can't be phony You always looking for bad, look at you mad But you won't be satisfied 'til it took what you had (Aight) I'm a thoro nigga, I keep my word And anybody that's ever met me, got love for me So I keep a heard And that shit y'all niggas told me got me fucked up in the head Went from, "Yo, that's my dog" To, "Yeah, that nigga dead" What the fuck is all this? News to me Dog it's like shit ain't what it used to be See some niggas choose to be on the other side of the fence Keep riding with this, get fried in the mix C'mon! [Chorus 2x] [Verse 3] Now if it ain't that, then don't say that 'Cause I don't play that, y'all play that But the poke ain't black, damn, why you say that? I thought that...what? Nevermind, I just thought it We supposed to keep it real I destroy what I was taught Misery, love, company Now you niggas talikin' 'bout jumpin' me, pumpin' me Full of slugs, blood, stud with the love Damn, I just gave, what a real, nigga does Don't listen to the buzz, don't get caught up in the hype You'll lose everything that you worked for Trying to take a nigga's stripes Live life through life, and so on and so on That's when the grow on, man, get your flow on You niggas gettin' too old for this kid shit On the real, we all done did shit to get shit Snake shit, right is better, wrong is wrong Mo'herfucker, listen to this song You see what shit I'm on C'mon! [Chorus 4x] |
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Father God I am just learning how to pray, so bear with me
First I thank you for the life of everyone that's here with me Then I thank you for the love you give me, why? I don't know; I don't deserve it, and it hurts inside Many a nights I cried, and called your name out loud But didn't call you when I was doin good, I was too proud And STILL you gave me love, I wasn't used to that Most of the people that gave me love, they ended up takin it back That's somethin new to me, so I'm askin you for time to adjust Let me make it there, I will be one you can trust What I stand for, I put my life on, I DO! I guess what I'm askin is - show me how to stand for you And I will RAP for you, SING for you, PREACH for you, TEACH for you REACH for you - I will love you like you love me, unconditionally And I will ALWAYS be prepared, for whatever the mission'll be GIVE THE NUTRITION TO ME, and I'll properly digest it And when I give it back, I'll show you word well invested And whenever I go, BEFORE I GO, let me give Thanks to you Lord, my birth, for every day that I've lived You gave me a love most of my life I didn't know was there IN THE NAME OF JESUS! I give you my life, cause you care |
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[DMX]
You got a minute for yo' son father, I need to talk I'm so tired of tryin to run father, let's take a walk I'm so sorry for what I done father, it ain't my fault But the devil's been on my back lately, he's like a hawk You never give us more than we can handle, but it's gettin hard And I'm a strong individual, but I need you God Lot of things that I used to, I don't wanna run the streets like I used to, I know I'm gonna speak the word for you one day Up in there like, "Hallelujah!" on Sunday I thank you Lord for the blessings that you gave me And for my life with the blessings you have saved me And for my wife you have carried me enough times - and that's the truth Married me to rough times, throughout my youth And through it all I saw that you was still with me I was that one lost sheep and you was comin to get me [Chorus] Lord you got me like.. your love got me like.. Lord you got me like.. your love got me like.. Lord you got me like.. your love got me like.. Lord you got me like.. your love got me like.. [DMX] I look at life a little different now, since you hugged me And I always loved my peoples, but now they love me Thank you for the love Lord, we praise ya Jacob's descendants, from Africa to Asia Pleadin the blood of Christ over our life Wrong or right, just help us make it through the night and we'll shout yo' name in times of need And times of joy, and, when we bleed And, when we are overcome with greed You ain't gon' half to tell me twice, I'ma take heed And because of what you've given me, I know you'll deliver me And I won't drown no matter how deep the river be You are the strength I, never knew I had Kept the heart good when they told me it was bad All praises due to ya That's why I had to dedicate somethin new to ya, thank you father [Chorus] [DMX] Uhh.. I never knew a love like, this before Messin with the thug life I, missed it all You opened the doors and, let me in I'm down for the cause so, let's begin Prayers that you give to me I give to them Same way you live in me I live in them Life is a blessing now You got me smilin from inside of my heart, when inside it was dark And it doesn't rain anymore Only sunshine, no pain anymore, I really love my You washed away the tears with the fears I'm happier than I've ever been in my life, the whole thirty years You know that! one day I'll speak the word You know that! when I do I will be heard You know that! you gave me a permanent smile And you know this father because I'm yo' child, what? [Chorus] [Chorus] - (minus second half of each line) [Chorus] - repeat 2X Artist: (DMX f/) Bloodline, DJ Kay Slay Album: The Great Depression Song: Next Out the Kennel (Bonus Track) [DJ Kay Slay] Aiyyo, this is DJ Kay Slay from around the way And my dog DMX is puttin it down with the Bloodline family And the Bloodline kennels THE GREAT DEPRESSION! FOURTH TIME! X keeps it gutta and his dogs are no different You gotta respect the line... First out the kennel, Jynx reppin straight from Y.O. kennel Holdin it down... [Jynx] Let it be known, bring it to me Break the fingers that you write with Mouth that you recite with, real life shit Niggaz call me God on beats, cuz I light shit Quicker than those, shootin big holes, rippin your clothes Play games and have a thug nigga sittin at your home See you walkin with that bitch when he spit at yo dome Damn, ya brains all over the place Bitch cryin and screamin, cuz your brains is all over her face I got love for street thugs and killers, with deep mugs Who bust they guns first then they start to cuss Shook niggaz hold they guns till they start to rust Bitch niggaz don't want no parts of us, we dangerous Tripped a few of angel dust One shot turn yo brains to slush Yeah, niggaz don't learn shit till the lights is off It's too late, now your life is lost, motherfucker... [beat changes to "Bring Ya Whole Crew"] [DJ Kay Slay] DAMN! See what I'm sayin, this shit is real Next out the kennel, barkin from Dirty Jerz is that nigga Loose [Loose] Let me Loose nigga, get the fuck off me I can't believe my ears, hot, these niggaz is barely warm In fact they wack, they just got a hot song Fuckin up the game is catz like you That make wack niggaz think they can rap too But Loose at the door now, so come with me I'ma make sure no more rappers like you get in You want it? We can go hard with the beats Or hard to the body or hard to the teeth Yeah, I was on Universal, they couldn't have me They kept me on the hush, like Whitney drug habit Got drafted, then made it to the front line A year later, got traded to Bloodline Now it's hard for catz to keep they spot He rock too much ice, he can't keep it hot And when all the ice melt, they all want it down Loose, fuck that, the streets is mines now... [beat changes to "D-X-L Hard White"] [DJ Kay Slay] FIRE! Only stray kills, yaknowhatimsayin? Next out the kennel, my nigga Big Stan from Harlem Get at em dog... [Big Stan] Uh-oh, who's next? That would be me, BS, ya know? Uh, y'all niggaz ain't ready, uh I'm like a thieve in the night, I creep in your life One day when you nice, high off the henny Catch you while you partyin right With the semi, put your body on ice, for a price Make a bastard of your son as well as widow your wife My struggle was tight, love inside my heart has limits Like anything outside of Bloodline, bound to get it We bound to win it, niggaz want, we bound to give it And anything you catz start, you know we bound to finish Can you see the cage is open? Muzzle is off The nine is sick, the silencer will muffle the cough The Line is thick, Stan stay solo on cost My shoulder will frost on any nigga other than dog I'm the one ya moms would hate you to cross If you the only child, would be replacing the lost Please think before you go against the B dot S And no it's not a game, I'm one of Bloodline's best, nigga... [beat changes to "Make a Move"] [DJ Kay Slay] Whoa, whoa, whoa, they just keep bitin The last to bite, that bitch, the bitch of the litter Crazy Kash, Kasmir, get at em girl... [Kashmir] What the fuck ya niggaz know about grease? I got enough to put in ya piece, bust bust ten in piece Make ya back bend in a crease, that's what you get offend a beast You hatin me like I was a friend of Kelis Load, cock back and release Bad bitch crackin ya piece, bulletholes in the back of your peeps Always catch niggaz comin from the back with the heat Love to watch they knees buckle when they smack the concrete You ain't gotta love me just respect the bitch Scared to fight me, get your girls, so I can wet the bitch Who gives a FUCK who ya old lady be I put holes in ya old lady tee if she fuckin with me You know my niggaz Stan, Jynx, Loose, Berg and X Ya niggaz switchin occupations, cuz they heard we next No niggaz above mine, cuz no niggaz above mine And that shit's in my heart, cuz it's in my fuckin Bloodline... Artist: DMX f/ Drag-On, Mysonne Album: The Great Depression Song: Problem Child {Mysonne} (DMX) {Mysonne, Mysonne the problem child DMX Ruff Ryders} (Wanna flow wanna problem) {Problem Children, y'all niggaz got problems} (Wanna flow wanna problem) [Chorus] {But they don't want no problems} (Nah baby) {But they don't want no problems} (Wanna flow wanna problem) {But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems} (Wanna flow wanna problem) {But they don't want no problems} {But they don't want no problems} (Wanna flow wanna problem) {But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems} (No problems I'm telling you baby) [Mysonne] Yo, yo I told niggaz to pack they bags or grab they guns Before I come it's tolate y'all had your fun It's all over now, I don't wanna talk to niggaz Popping shots like corks in niggaz, sticking forks in niggaz Cause they done, only reason y'all still breathing is cause y'all run When we bust shots, my nigga clutch glocks Right in front of precents fuck cops niggaz want pops then they die for them Kiss the barrel, cry for them Spirt leave your body touch the sky for them Fuck voltron see what me and mines form In the nine storm, death times gone I'm that cat that y'all niggaz got your eyes on Go to papi broke trying to get your pies on The day that I'm gone I'm real fuck stardom niggaz wanna talk but they don't want no problems [Chorus] [DMX] All y'all niggaz want is your heart back dog you pussy Acting like you really wanna bark back don't push me Only room enough for one dog to hold the shit down You cowards know it now i'ma hold it down When I'm done close it down It's my shit here, FUCK that nigga just say try shit where Come on cupcake y'all cats ain't even built like that I been seen through they bullshit I'm real like that I know how to walk the dog, I know how to chase the cat I know how to get a bone, I know how to bring it back I know how to flip on a nigga split him with the bat I know how to train a pup to make sure they scratch You motherfuckers don't want no problems cause my revolver is solving them One by one until it's all of them Let that be a lesson to your mans and shit Keep your fucking mouth shut if your mans want spit, nigga [Chorus] [Drag-On] Well it's the kid that a Crush your head into a cake batter Y'all know that cake mix but y'all don't wanna taste this shit Guns I should've been arrested for Y'all gone make my bullets expand like a lesspee jaw Don't you test me boy Don't fuck with X or Drag to the dash Cause once you dump in these bags you drag to the trash Dumpster amoung the rest of them fags My poker got your skin looking like acupunctures Keep a silence on the tip can't afford the noise My banger got a jagged edge like them four boys If your hot i'll super soak you, won't be able to dry it off Just relax take you last breath and die it off Nothing but love I spread But if you take advantage the weight that's lead will rush your head You sweat'll die your hair red, like my bitch Eve And no I'm not a faggot but I make niggaz striptease in front of me It's fun to me, nitches [Chorus] Artist: DMX f/ Big Stan, Mic Geronimo Album: The Great Depression Song: Usual Suspects (Part 2) * * bonus track, continues on track #17 at 12:53 [Mic Geronimo] YEAH! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah C'mon, c'mon hah hah, M.G Know the G, hah hah, know the face Hah hah, know the name nigga, hah C'mon, yeah, yeah Now who could do it like the M-I-C, y'all niggaz ain't about this life Runnin up inside of the crib to cut your lights My A.R. likes the thug life, drugs and gun fights White on whites, menage and dykes, and nice ice White wraps for these niggaz who scrap and gun clap Stick up kids, leavin y'all with two in the back Once you bitch-made niggaz started doin the rap Seven figure shit really started ruinin rap Take it back to hood shit bulletproof and biscuits Chips all for hustle and grams go from bricks And whips for templates, we switch while we movin all of this weight 'til we screamin all of us hate [Chorus: Mic Geronimo] You see shit's still real Nothin ever change cause we still in the field Niggaz try to front but the game's too real We don't give a fuck bout the way you feel So fuck what you feel and shit's still real Nothin ever change cause we still in the field Niggaz try to front but the game's too real We don't give a fuck bout the way you feel So fuck what you feel, yeah [Big Stan] Y'all niggaz better get the guns Fuck the pep talk, I don't wanna hear it When it's on it's on, talkin I don't feel it That's the fake shit, argue and just make shit hot And with my short fuse I'm always quick to make shit pop Nigga respect this, catch me on the block and with gloves I'm ambidextrous, sold with the glock and the snub But I ain't reckless, with me it's always one big dot then one big shot, and one kid drops Head shot, closed lid over one big box And a preacher left prayin over one big plot Never a mess, now I wanna conquer the world And I'ma do it, wanna know how? Fuckin with Earl He's the one that took me in to raise the dog from a pup With his guidance, help create a beast from a mutt Just released from the cut goin straight for the neck B.S., Bloodline, what the fuck you expect nigga? [Chorus] [DMX - overlapping Chorus] Uhh, WHAT?! Uhh Uhh, uhh, uhh [DMX] It's time to take out the garbage, y'all niggaz want the hard shit I got shit that'll start shit, rip apart shit and disregard shit Thought it wasn't real no more, just because I got a deal What you think, I ain't gon' steal no more? "Usual Suspects" once again - thus begins the bullshit we both went through form trusted friends Bustin him from where? (It's time to peel) Fuck what you heard baby! Shit's still real Y'all niggaz think your shit don't stink, cause it don't think Hit a motherfuckin iceberg your ship won't sink Bitch don't blink, cause I'ma hit you with somethin I'ma hit you for frontin, I'ma hit you for nuttin? You buggin I'm lovin it - the obstacles that I go through It keeps me real, don't make me have to show you Fuck you cause I don't know you, and listen dog If I gots to blow you, you know where you goin to [Chorus] - repeat 2X |
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