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from Dmx - The Great Depression (2001)
[Chorus 2x]
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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from Dmx - It's Dark And Hell Is Hot (2000)
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door 5, 6, get your crucifix 7, 8, don't stay up late *1, 2, X is comin' for you 3, 4, better lock your door 5, 6, get your crucifix 7, 8, don't stay up late Who's afraid of the dark? Responsible for the murders in the park When I bark, they hear the boom, but you see the spark And I seen the part of your head which used to be your face Was replaced by nothin' for bluffin', what a waste Niggaz wanna see me taste my own medicine Picture that, get on some old second grade shit, I'ma get you back Retaliate, if it hates for you to think I took a loss When all I did was shook it off Yeah, you heard me, shook it off Man, if we was up north, niggaz would have been fucked you But then we in the streets, niggaz should haven been stuck you Plucked you like a chicken wit' your head cutoff They'll find you wit' your back open and your legs cutoff And as for your man, don't you ever in your mutherfuckin' life Know when I gotta gun come at me wit' a knife, a'ight? And forgettin' you ever saw me is the best thing to do Don't give a fuck about your family, they'll be resting with you *Repeat (x2) You got yourself in a predicament, that you can't get out of You already in some shit, but it's about to get hotter Fuckin' wit' a, nigga like you, runnin' your mouth Will, have that same nigga like you, gun in your mouth But won't be like the last time when you run in the house 'Cuz I ain't knockin' on the door I'm comin in the house and I'm gunnin' for your spouse Tryin' to send the bitch back to her maker And if you got a daughter older then 15, I'ma rape her Take her on the living room floor, right there in front of you Then ask you seriously, whatchu wanna do? Frustratin', isn't it? When they kill me, but I'ma kill you Now watch me fuck just a lil' while longer, please, will you? This is revenge, no time before you die And despite how much I hate to see a grown man cry I'ma make you suffer, see your ass in hell, motherfucker Click, BOOM, BOOM See your ass in hell *Repeat (x2) When I speak you better listen The harder it gets, the more follows And I'm hittin' 'em wit' shit that they can't all swallow I keep my slugs hollow, keep families with sorrow Keep motherfuckers like you, not seein' tomorrow I will borrow a gun, then run 'til I catch you Let you slip up, just once, then I'ma wet you Stretch you out like a limousine 'Cuz where I catch you is where I catch you That's what killin' means Fuck whoever's standin' there when you get what you got comin' 'Cuz once I hit you in your head, the witnesses start runnin' Niggaz started somethin', but they chose not to finish it So I'ma wrap it up, for real, dog, 'cuz I'ma winner, shit Fuck it yo, let's end this shit, I don't need the plaques And I ain't a DJ, nigga, so I don't need the wax Gimme slugs from my gats Gimme hoods from my rats Gimme wood from my bats Then they meet where the fuck I'm at, for real *Repeat (x2) Chorus fade to kids voices ...late (echoed and faded to end) |
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from Cradle 2 The Grave (크레이들 투 그레이브) by John Frizzell [ost] (2003)
[DMX] Arf arf Yeah, yeah, yeah (Grrrr) Uh, Yeah don't get it twisted This rap shit, is mine Motherfucker, it's not, a fucking, game Fuck what you heard It's what you hearin It's what you hearin (Listen) It's what you hearin (Listen) It's what you hearin (Listen) [Verse 1] X gon give it to ya Fuck wait for you to get it on your own X gon deliver to ya Knock knock, open up the door, it's real Wit the non-stop, pop pop and stainless steel Go hard gettin busy wit it But I got such a good heart I'll make a motherfucker wonder if he did it Damn right and I'll do it again Cuz I am right so I gots to win Break break wit the enemy But no matter how many cats I break bread wit I'll break who you sendin me You motherfucker never wanted nothin But your wife said, that's for the light day I'm gettin down, down Make it say freeze But won't be the one endin up on his knees (Whoo) Please, If the only thing you cats did is come out to play Get out my way [Chorus: DMX] First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL Then we let it POP, GO LET IT GO X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya (Repeat Once) [Verse 2] Ain't never gave nothin to me But everytime I turn around Cats got they hands out wantin something from me I ain't got it so you can't get it Lets leave it at that cuz I ain't wit it Hit it wit full strength I'm a jail nigga So I face the world like it's Earl in the bullpen You against me, me against you Whatever, whenever What the fuck you gon do? I'm a wool fin sheep clothing Only nigga that you know that can chill Come back and get the streets open I've been doing this for nineteen years Wanna fight me? Fight these tears I put in work and it's all for the kids But these cats done forgot what work is (UH-HUH!) They don't know who we be Lookin! but they don't know who they see [Chorus: DMX] First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL Then we let it POP, GO LET IT GO X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya (Repeat Once) [Verse 3] Aiiyo where my niggaz at?! I know I got them down in the game Give em love and they give it back Talk to much for to long Don't give up your to strong (What?!) A dog to bow bow hug it Shoutout to niggaz that done it And it ain't even about the dough It's about gettin down for what you stand for yo [Chorus: DMX] First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL Then we let it POP, GO LET IT GO X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya (Repeat Twice) |
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from DMX - Grand Champ (2003)
Arf arf
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Grrrr) Uh, yeah don't get it twisted This rap shit, is mine, motherfuckers It's not, a fuckin', game Fuck what you heard It's what you hearin' It's what you hearin' (Listen) It's what you hearin' (Listen) It's what you hearin' (Listen) X gon' give it to ya Fuck waitin' for you to get it on your own, X gon' deliver to ya Knock knock, open up the door it's real With the non-stop pop-pop, from stainless steel Go hard gettin' busy wit it But I got such a good heart, that I'll make a motherfucker wonder if he did it Damn right, and I'll do it again 'Cause I am right, so I gots to win Break bread with the enemy No matter how many cats I break bread with, I'll break who you sendin' me You motherfuckers never wanted nothin' but your life saved, (Bitch) and that's for the light day I'm gettin down, down Make it nigga said freeze But won't be the one endin' up on his knees Bitch Please, If the only thing you cats did was came out to play Stay out my way Motherfucker First we gonna, rock, then we gonna, roll Then we let it POP, DONT LET IT GO X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya [Repeat Once] [Verse 2] Ain't never gave nothin to me But everytime I turn around Cats got they hands out wantin something from me I ain't got it so you can't get it Lets leave it at that cuz I ain't wit it Hit it wit full strength I'm a jail nigga So I face the world like it's Earl in the bullpen You against me, me against you Whatever, whenever What the fuck you gon do? I'm a Wolf in Sheeps clothing Only nigga that you know that can chill Come back and get the streets open I've been doing this for nineteen years Niggas wanna fight me? Fight these tears I put in work and it's all for the kids But these cats done forgot what work is (UH-HUH!) They don't know who we be Lookin! but they don't know who they see Nigga [Chorus: DMX] First we gonna ROCK,Then we gonna ROLL Then we let it POP, DONT LET IT GO X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya [Repeat Once] [Verse 3] Aiiyo where my Niggaz at?! I know I got them down in the game Give em love and they give it back Talk to much for to long (What?!) Don't give up your to strong (What?!) Dog to the wow wow hunnies Shoutout to niggaz that done it And it ain't even about the dough It's about gettin down for what you stand for yo [Chorus: DMX] For First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL Then we let it POP, DONT LET IT GO X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya [Repeat Twice] |
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Arf arf
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Grrrr) Uh, Yeah don't get it twisted This rap shit, is mine Motherfucker, it's not, a fucking, game Fuck what you heard It's what you hearin It's what you hearin (Listen) It's what you hearin (Listen) It's what you hearin (Listen) [Verse 1] X gon give it to ya Fuck waitin for you to get it on your own X gon deliver to ya Knock knock, open up the door, it's real Wit the non-stop, pop pop and stainless steel Go hard gettin busy wit it But I got such a good heart That I'll make a motherfucker wonder if he did it Damn right and I'll do it again Cuz I am right so I gots to win Break bread wit the enemy But no matter how many cats I break bread wit I'll break who you sendin me You motherfuckers never wanted nothin But your life saved, BITCH, and that's for the light day I'm gettin down, down Like a nigga said freeze But won't be the one endin up on his knees Bitch please, If the only thing you cats did was came out to play Stay out my way, motherfucker [Chorus: DMX] First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL Then we let it POP, DON'T LET IT GO X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya [Repeat Once] [Verse 2] Ain't never gave nothin to me But everytime I turn around Cats got they hands out wantin something from me I ain't got it so you can't get it Lets leave it at that cuz I ain't wit it Hit it wit full strength I'm a jail nigga So I face the world like it's Earl in the bullpen You against me, me against you Whatever, whenever Nigga fuck you gon do? I'm a wolf in sheep clothing Only nigga that you know that can chill Come back and get the streets open I've been doing this for nineteen years Niggas wanna fight me? Fight these tears I put in work and it's all for the kids But these cats done forgot what work is (UH-HUH!) They don't know who we be Lookin! but they don't know who they see nigga! [Chorus: DMX] First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL Then we let it POP, GO LET IT GO X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya [Repeat Once] [Verse 3] Aiiyo where my niggaz at?! I know I got them down in the game Give em love and they give it back Talk too much for too long (What?!) Don't give up your too strong (What?!) Dog to da wild wild hunniez Shoutout to niggaz that done it And it ain't even about the dough It's about gettin down for what you stand for yo Fo real [Chorus: DMX] First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL Then we let it POP, GO LET IT GO X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya X gon give it to ya He gon give it to ya [Repeat Twice] |
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from Dmx - Year Of The Dog...Again (2006)
Wrong Or Right (I'm Tired)
by DMX album: Year of the Dog... Again (2006) 'Wrong Or Right (I'm Tired)' (Feat. BZR Royale) [BZR] AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! [DMX] Uhh, yeah [BZR] DMX [DMX] Uh-huh (uh-huh) uhh [BZR] Bzr Royale - yeah, yeah, YEAH! [BZR] OOOOOOOOOH! .. YEAH!!! [Chorus: DMX] I'm tired of answering for shit in MY LIFE It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right Tired of answering for shit that I DO Enough about me, MAN WHAT THE FUCK ABOUT YOU?! [BZR Royale] Dreamin, starvin, drinkin, smokin Wishin, hopin, infra scopin Hater prayin for the day man What I'm sayin's hard not playin Feel the world is Aquaman Say them things for days it's rainin And it's always rainin, and it's always some'n I'ma keep on comin, I'ma keep on comin So butterflies can't reach my stomach to get my heartbeat jumpin and my blood flow pumpin So my life means some'n and it ain't no frontin for the respect you get for the work in the climbin For the ways that's beside me and the niggaz that don't like me Got a pistol and my iron if you wanna get to firin We can all keep the violence, we can all get the iron It's all about the timin if you wanna get the hype in - early! [Chorus: DMX] I'm tired of answering for shit in MY LIFE It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right Tired of answering for shit that I DO Enough about me, MAN WHAT THE FUCK ABOUT YOU?! [DMX] Top, dog, cat's don't, know (WHAT!) Can't fuck with the flow from Y.O. (WHAT!) Ridin too much dick, say it ain't so (YEA!) I'm about to let the dog blow, YO! Get the fuck out the way or get bit (C'MON!) I ain't with the industry bullshit (UHH) Cause this is what you'll get (UHH) Stomped the fuck out or, shut the fuck up and (WHAT!) Put cats down never, got the fuck up and (WHAT!) What the fuck's up bitch, I'm tired of talkin I'm about to let my finger do the walkin (O-KAY!) Before we outlined in, chalk in the middle of the street Just start to feelin a little bit of heat (C'MON!) Don't let the steel in the street that you know go to your head Fuck around you gon' wake up, DEAD (aight?) I ain't playin wit'chu bitches, I got 20 years in it But I realize, it only takes a minute, to end it [Chorus: DMX] I'm tired of answering for shit in MY LIFE It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right Tired of answering for shit that I DO Enough about me, MAN WHAT THE FUCK ABOUT YOU?! [BZR Royale] It's Bzr Royale, come do it live Mama say, mama sah, mama macusa! We in {?} probably they know why Not tryin to be funny; my time is money See - OFTEN runnin we out the gate My - HORSE is gunnin, we winnin this race It's Bloodline (niggaz) it's no time (nigga) for bitch ass (niggaz) to fool my (niggaz) Drinkin daily, old ceiling leakin Men seem tense still smokin, drinkin Hammers ready for them billings Tryna creep up in my building Drunk ass bitches, what's the matter with your mind? Learn how to live or you learn how to die Kill a killa, be a killa, that's what's REALLY HOOD That's what's REALLY GOOD, wish a NIGGA WOULD [Chorus: DMX] I'm tired of answering for shit in MY LIFE It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right Tired of answering for shit that I DO Enough about me, MAN WHAT THE FUCK ABOUT YOU?! [BZR Royale - over Chorus] YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-HOOOO!! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! |
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from Dj Clue? - The Professional 2 (2000)
When I creep through
Niggaz is see through Just like negligee (Uh!) Verse 1: DMX Ain't no talkin cause there ain't much that the dead can say Long as I'm walking I be strappin my dogs (Uh!) (Whoooo-hooo!) Rackin the hogs Desert Eagle packin the morgues (What?) Metal slabs with yellow tags on toes it's What happens to those that (Uh!) Chose to be foes and (uh-huh!) Bet his man knows But yo, we only get stronger (Uh!) And the amount of time we're facing is only gettin longer Get the mayor on the horn! (Clue!) (What!) It's time for shit to go down (Uh!) Strapped for the show down (Uh!) Wet up yo crib, kick the door down Know you schemin' so I gots to get you first Put you right up in a brand new hearse Could be worse (Whoo!) Shoulda seen what I gave this nigga Two vests couldn't save this nigga (Uh!) The way I laid this nigga Played this nigga But thats what I'm good at (uh-huh!) Layin niggaz out in fightin' pits and f**kin' hoodrats (Ha ha!) Where's my f**kin' hood at? (Whoo!) Cripple niggas like switches (Uh!) Rip on niggas like bitches (Uh!) Then pour niggas in ditches (Uh!) They ain't found half the bodies that a nigga caught Or should I say a nigga bought Cause ain't nothing like getting' paid for, a nigga sport (Aight!) Triple what a nigga thought But thats just how shit be I know that one day they gon' try that shit wit me But just as long as I'm on top of shit You ain't stoppin shit And ain't a motherf**ker droppin' shit Chorus: DMX If it ain't ruff it ain't me (Uhh, c'mon!) If it ain't ruff it ain't D (Uh!) M to the X Most y'all niggas is strait sex (What?) (shots) Next?! Chorus Verse 2: DMX Plenty of niggaz know dirty is how I do 'em Put buck shots, from a thirty right through 'em Cause ain't none of y'all muh'f**kers built for war And I lay down the law (Clueminati!) When I spray down the door F**k around on my name will be 95-B-64-11 (What?) On a three-and-a-half to seven (C'mon!) When even up north I put niggas to waste So you wanna stop the violence? Get the f**k out my face! Parole before peeps hit the board off Bitches is f**kin but I sleep with the sawed off I got shit to do, rules to break, crews to break Before the news to break, I got dudes to take I don't joke cause Jokers is cards And cards are what I pull Infra red with the clip full No leash on the pitbull (Ha ha!) That shit is hot like the wax off a candle stick (C'mon!) But how I handle shit Is to dismantle shit (C'mon!) De-de-de-de-de Like Popeye when it's Spinach time (Clue!) Runnin' through two niggaz like the tape at the finish line What's your crew, gonna do when I put the pressure on And it hurts, wannabe gangstaz in skirts (Aight!) And the bitches comin' all out them niggaz One false move and their moms'll read about them niggas And they wives'll be without them niggas Matter of fact, I'm tired of talkin money Throw your joints up, scrap, bitch (Ha ha!) Chorus 2x Outro: DMX & DJ Clue (DJ Clue!) Niggaz won't creep in the streets with me (Desert Storm!) Cause you know what f**kin with these streets would be The Professional Part 2! Muthaf**ker! (Ha ha!) Uhh, huh-uh (My nigga Ray! DMX! My nigga D-Wha!) Pa-pa-pa-pa nigga! (Yo Ruff Ryders! Word up!) |
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from Dmx - The Great Depression (2001)
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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from Hip-Hop Pre-Cleared Compilation (2008)
[DMX]
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 [Chorus] They don't knooow, who we beee They don't knooow, who we beee [DMX over Chorus] That's how many that don't know, they knew I could do it! This goes out to my nigga Q - rest in peace baby They still ain't ready... [DMX] What they don't know is! The bullshit, the drama (uhh), the guns, the armour (what?) The city, the farmer, the babies, the mama (what?!) The projects, the drugs (uhh!), the children, the thugs (uhh!) The tears, the hugs, the love, the slugs (c'mon!) The funerals, the wakes, the churches, the coffins (uhh!) The heartbroken mothers, it happens, too often (why?!) The problems, the things, we use, to solve 'em (what?!) Yonkers, the Bronx (uhh!), Brooklyn, Harlem (c'mon!) The hurt, the pain, the dirt, the rain (uhh!) The jerk, the fame, the work, the game (uhh!) The friends, the foes, the Benz, the hoes (what?!) The studios, the shows, comes, and it goes (c'mon!) The jealousy, the envy, the phony, the friendly (uh-huh!) The one that gave 'em the slugs, the one that put 'em in me (whoo!) The snakes, the grass, too long, to see (uhh, uhh!) The lawnmower, sittin, right next, to the tree (c'mon!) [Chorus 2X] [DMX] What we seeing is! The streets, the cops, the system, harrassment (uh-huh) The options, get shot, go to jail, or getcha ass kicked (aight) The lawyers, the part, they are, of the puzzle (uh-huh) The release, the warning, "Try not, to get in trouble" (damn!) The snitches, the odds (uhh), probation, parole (what?!) The new charge, the bail, the warrant, the hole (damn!) The cell, the bus, the ride, up North (uh-huh) The greens, the boots, the yard, these hearts (uhh!) The fightin, the stabbin, the pullin, the grabbin (what?!) The riot squad with the captain, nobody knows what happened (what?!) The two years in a box, revenge, the plots (uhh!) The twenty-three hours that's locked, the one hour that's not (uhh!) The silence, the dark, the mind, so fragile (aight!) The wish, that the streets, would have took you, when they had you (damn) The days, the months, the years, dispair One night on my knees, here it comes, the prayer [Chorus 2X] [DMX] This here is all about! My wife, my kids (uh-huh), the life that I live (uh-huh) Through the night, I was his (uh-huh), it was right, but I did (uh-huh) My ups, and downs (uhh), my slips, my falls (uhh) My trials and tribulations (uhh), my heart, my balls (uhh) My mother, my father, I love 'em, I hate 'em (uhh!) Wish God, I didn't have 'em, but I'm glad that he made 'em (uhh!) The roaches, the rats, the strays, the cats (what, what?!) The guns, knives and bats, everytime we scrap The hustlin, the dealin, the robbin, the stealin (uhh!) The shit, hit the ceilin, little boy, with no feelin's (damn) The frustration, rage, trapped inside a cage Got beatin's 'til the age, I carried a twelve gauge (aight!) Somebody stop me (please!), somebody come and get me (what?!) Little did I know, that the Lord was ridin with me The dark, the light (uhh), my heart (uhh), the fight (uhh) The wrong (uhh!), the right (uhh!), it's gone (uhh!), aight? [Chorus 4X] [DMX over Chorus] Man listen These motherfuckers don't know, who we are! They don't know They couldn't possibly fuckin know dawg That's from the heart |
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from DMX - Grand Champ (2003)
aiy yo ya niggaz must be outcha fuckin mind thinkin dog can't pull another motherfuckin rabbit out the hat nigga i ain't gotta check out my motherfuckin sleeves you bitch ass niggaz fuck is y'all niggaz y'all niggaz just thinkin i'm sittin around doin nothin oh my god y'all niggaz can't be serious where the hood where the hood where the hood at have that nigga in the cut where the wood at oh them niggaz actin up where the wolves at you better bust that if you gon pull that where the hood where the hood where the hood at have that nigga in the cut where the wood at oh them niggaz actin up where the wolves at you better bust that if you gon pull that man cats don't know what it's gonna be fuckin with a nigga like me d to the m to the x last i heard y'all niggaz was havin sex with the same sex i show no love to homo thugs empty out how you gonna explain fuckin a man even if we squashed the beef i ain't touchin ya hand i don't buck with chumps for those to been to jail that's the cat with the kool aid on his lips and pumps i don't fuck with niggaz that think they broads only know how to be one way that's the dog i know how to get down know how to bite bark very little but i know how to fight i know how to chase a cat up in the tree man i give y'all niggaz the b'iness for fuckin wit me is you crazy where the hood where the hood where the hood at have that nigga in the cut where the wood at oh them niggaz actin up where the wolves at you better bust that if you gon pull that where the hood where the hood where the hood at have that nigga in the cut where the wood at oh them niggaz actin up where the wolves at you better bust that if you gon pull that once a song i come though guns is drawn blam blam lungs are gone sons will mourn from dusk till dawn nighttime belongs to the dog on the street passed midnight look for 'em in the morgue don't play with these cats 'cause i ain't got nothin to say to these cat for the mothers that really do love em please pray for these cats 'cause i know niggaz is hardheaded but i ain't got the patience don't want me havin no patience turn into more patience more trips to icu 'cause i see you tryna get away with shit a real nigga wouldn't do where my dogs at right here see them niggaz right where get em boy right there that's how we do aiight then this is for my dogs this is for my dogs yo where we at baby creepin through the fog from then till now don't ask me how know that we gon roll like them niggaz and hit every block on the job where the hood where the hood where the hood at have that nigga in the cut where the wood at oh them niggaz actin up where the wolves at you better bust that if you gon pull that where the hood where the hood where the hood at have that nigga in the cut where the wood at oh them niggaz actin up where the wolves at you better bust that if you gon pull that i get tapes doin times stop niggaz like grapes makin wine five cd's with mad rhymes don't hit me with that positive shit i know you lyin you really wanna stop niggaz from dyin stop niggaz from tryin i 'cause i ain't really got that time to waste and i thought i told you to get these fuckin bums out my face lookin atchu in your grill i might be nice to cut once i split ya ass in two you'll be twice as butt yeah you right i know ya style pussy 'cause i'm fuckin it since we all right here you hold my dick while he suckin it motherfucker don't you know you'll never come near me shove ya head up ya ass have you seein shit clearly never heard that d be runnin 'cause d be gunnin i beat my dick and bust off in ya eye so you can see me comin empty clips and shells are what i leave behind and if they get me with the joint they hit me with a three to nine where the hood where the hood where the hood at have that nigga in the cut where the wood at oh them niggaz actin up where the wolves at you better bust that if you gon pull that where the hood where the hood where the hood at have that nigga in the cut where the wood at oh them niggaz actin up where the wolves at you better bust that if you gon pull that where the fuckin hood at no ones' fuckin with me nigga i am the hood i am the streets you bitch ass nigga take it how you want motherfucker i'm in the hood all day i think i'm like the only nigga dog that can go to the projects school street home of the brave yeah nigga ask niggaz on yo my projects yo when the last time they seen dog not too long ago baby dee waah ugh y'all niggaz is homeless kato where the hood at |
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from Dmx - The Great Depression (2001)
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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from Dmx - ...And Then There Was X (2000)
This is the fuckin shit I be talkin about
Half rappin' ass mothafuckers You think it's a game? You think it's a fuckin GAME? Come on, uh, uh, uh Come on, uh, uh?What'cha really want What'cha really want, what D-M-X, uh, uh?Come on, Ryde or die Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo What's my name? DMX and I be the best You see the rest they lookin like they need a rest One more time, I'mma spit at you some shit That's gon get at you be fuckin with your mind, stop talkin shit Cuz you out there runnin' your mouth And really don't know who you fuckin with Here we go again How many times do I have to tell you rap niggas? I have no friends you still actin up Runnin around here like some brand new pussy that's about to get fucked The game don't stop, I'm still gettin down for whatever Whenever that's why my shit is hot, can't keep it real Now, some of us do but most of us don't that's just how a nigga feel I shed blood, for my people that'll keep you lookin see-through Whenever you try to creep through *D-M-X If you want it we got it Come and get it nigga we wit it All you gotta do is set it baby Ryde or die What'cha niggas want, uh, uh What'cha niggas want (x2) You still playin games You gon think it's a joke until they no longer remember your name That's how we do 멷m Make cowards disappear into thin air by puttin shit through em Never comin' back Last time you saw that nigga is the last time you'll see that nigga (alright) No more deaths Cuz in a minute you gonna have grandma bein the only family member left Bust my gun If I gots to kill a nigga but I'm always down for the one on one Dog for life We gon get to the bottom of this shit if it takes all night Stop drop Open up shop (what?) Fake up-north niggas screamin' for the cops Ryde or die What that mean is that a tell a nigga bye-bye and pop him in his right eye * Repeat x2 Look at all these off brand niggas Runnin' around yappin' about they be holdin figgas as big as Jigga's That's that bullshit Hope they know that around me talkin' about what you got will get you hit I'm not a nice person I mean I'd smack the shit out you twice dog and that's before I start cursin' I stay flippin' One minute I'm cool, the next minute I'm up on a nigga, rippin' That's my style I'm a cruddy nigga leave you all bloody nigga service with a smile Suck my dick And while you niggas that's been to jail before know it's about to get thick Let's get it on baby I'm gonna be goin' against 4 niggas in one and you think you crazy? I've lost my mind And I'm about to make you lose yours too from far away one time * Repeat x4 D-M-X! * Repeat D-M-X! |
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from Def Jam 25: Volume 1 (DJ Bring That Back) (2008-1997) (2009)
This is the f**kin shit I be talkin about
Half rappin' ass mothaf**kers You think it's a game? You think it's a f**kin GAME? Come on uh uh uh Come on uh uh¡ What'cha really want What'cha really want what D M X uh uh¡ Come on Ryde or die Ay yo ay yo ay yo What's my name? DMX and I be the best You see the rest they lookin like they need a rest One more time I'mma spit at you some shit That's gon get at you be f**kin with your mind, stop talkin shit 'cause you out there runnin' your mouth And really don't know who you f**kin with Here we go again How many times do I have to tell you rap niggas? I have no friends you still actin up Runnin around here like some brand new pussy that's about to get f**ked The game don't stop, I'm still gettin down for whatever Whenever that's why my shit is hot, can't keep it real Now, some of us do but most of us don't that's just how a nigga feel I shed blood, for my people that'll keep you lookin see-through Whenever you try to creep through [CHORUS] x2 D-M-X If you want it we got it Come and get it nigga we wit it All you gotta do is set it baby Ryde or die What'cha niggas want, uh, uh What'cha niggas want You still playin games You gon think it's a joke until they no longer remember your name That's how we do ¡®em Make cowards disappear into thin air by puttin shit through em Never comin' back Last time you saw that nigga is the last time you'll see that nigga (alright) No more deaths 'cause in a minute you gonna have grandma bein the only family member left Bust my gun If I gots to kill a nigga but I'm always down for the one on one Dog for life We gon get to the bottom of this shit if it takes all night Stop drop Open up shop (what?) Fake up-north niggas screamin' for the cops Ryde or die What that mean is that a tell a nigga bye-bye and pop him in his right eye [CHORUS] x2 Look at all these off brand niggas Runnin' around yappin' about they be holdin figgas as big as Jigga's That's that bullshit Hope they know that around me talkin' about what you got will get you hit I'm not a nice person I mean I'd smack the shit out you twice dog and that's before I start cursin' I stay flippin' One minute I'm cool, the next minute I'm up on a nigga, rippin' That's my style I'm a cruddy nigga leave you all bloody nigga service with a smile Suck my dick And while you niggas that's been to jail before know it's about to get thick Let's get it on baby I'm gonna be goin' against 4 niggas in one and you think you crazy? I've lost my mind And I'm about to make you lose yours too from far away one time [CHORUS] x4 D-M-X! [CHORUS] |
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from Dmx - ...And Then There Was X (2000)
DMX] Uhh..
[Sisqo] DMX, Sisqo [DMX] Yo.. what these bitches want from a nigga? [Sisqo] Dru Hill, yaknahmsayin? [DMX] What these bitches want from a nigga? [Sisqo] HmmmMMMMMM (Ruff Ryders) DMX break em off [DMX] What these bitches want from a nigga? [Sisqo] Break em off, some.. [DMX] Aiyyo!! Dog, I meet bitches, discrete bitches Street bitches, slash, Cocoa Puff sweet bitches (WHAT?) Make you wanna eat bitches, but not me Y'all niggaz eat off the plate all you want but not D (UHH) I fuck with these hoes from a distance The instant they start to catch feelings I start to stealin they shit then I'm out just like a thief in the night I sink my teeth in to bite You thinkin life, I'm thinkin more like - whassup tonight? Come on ma, you know I got a wife and even though that pussy tight I'm not gon' jeapordize my life (aight?) So what is it you want from a nigga? (WHAT?) I gave you, you gave me - BITCH, I blazed you, you blazed me (c'mon) Nothin more, nothin less, but you at my door willin to confess that it's the best you ever tested Better than all the rest, I'm like, "Aight girlfriend, hold up I gave you, what you gave me Boo, a nut (f'real)" Chorus: Sisqo What these bitches want from a nigga? What you want.. (what you want) What these bitches want from a nigga? Really want.. What these bitches want from a nigga? I've been keepin you up on it Bling bling'n, on that jewelry girl I bought it What these bitches want from a nigga? Aiyyo, tell me what you want from me Baby tell me what you want from me! (So what you want?) [DMX] There was Brenda, LaTisha, Linda, Felicia (okay) Dawn, LeShaun, Ines, and Alicia (ooh) Teresa, Monica, Sharron, Nicki (uh-huh) Lisa, Veronica, Karen, Vicky (damn) Cookies, well I met her in a ice cream parlor (aight?) Tonya, Diane, Lori and Carla (okay) Marina (uhh) Selena (uhh) Katrina (uhh) Sabrina (uhh) About three Kim's (WHAT?) LaToya, and Tina (WHOO!) Shelley, Bridget, Cathy, Rasheeda (uh-huh) Kelly, Nicole, Angel, Juanita (damn!) Stacy, Tracie, Rohna, and Ronda (WHAT?) Donna, Yolanda (WHAT?) Tawana, and Wanda (WHAT?) were all treated fairly but yet and still bitches is on some other shit now that I'm fuckin wit Dru Hill But I'ma keep it real (WHAT?) What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon) What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon) Chorus (w/ minor variations) [DMX] Aiyyo, I think about when a nigga didn't have (YEAH) and a nigga told a joke, and the bitches didn't laugh See now I do the math, I see if you got this and this and this to some cats, that nigga's the shit (aight?) And that's all they fuckin with, but see these bitches don't know If these bitches ain't for real, these bitches don't go Knock on door, no show, I'm sleep tryin to creep wit yo' best friend, put it in, dig deep [Sisqo - singing over dub chorus] X let me talk to em for a minute Oooohhh I know I know it's so hard to be a victim of my reality Heard you callin me names, said I was trife One thing you gotta know, I'ma be a nigga for life yeahhhhhhhhh yeahhhh Oahahohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Chorus 2X (w/ Sisqo ad-libs) |
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from Def Jam 25: Volume 4 - It Takes Two PT 2 (2009)
DMX] Uhh..
[Sisqo] DMX, Sisqo [DMX] Yo.. what these bitches want from a nigga? [Sisqo] Dru Hill, yaknahmsayin? [DMX] What these bitches want from a nigga? [Sisqo] HmmmMMMMMM (Ruff Ryders) DMX break em off [DMX] What these bitches want from a nigga? [Sisqo] Break em off, some.. [DMX] Aiyyo!! Dog, I meet bitches, discrete bitches Street bitches, slash, Cocoa Puff sweet bitches (WHAT?) Make you wanna eat bitches, but not me Y'all niggaz eat off the plate all you want but not D (UHH) I fuck with these hoes from a distance The instant they start to catch feelings I start to stealin they shit then I'm out just like a thief in the night I sink my teeth in to bite You thinkin life, I'm thinkin more like - whassup tonight? Come on ma, you know I got a wife and even though that pussy tight I'm not gon' jeapordize my life (aight?) So what is it you want from a nigga? (WHAT?) I gave you, you gave me - BITCH, I blazed you, you blazed me (c'mon) Nothin more, nothin less, but you at my door willin to confess that it's the best you ever tested Better than all the rest, I'm like, "Aight girlfriend, hold up I gave you, what you gave me Boo, a nut (f'real)" Chorus: Sisqo What these bitches want from a nigga? What you want.. (what you want) What these bitches want from a nigga? Really want.. What these bitches want from a nigga? I've been keepin you up on it Bling bling'n, on that jewelry girl I bought it What these bitches want from a nigga? Aiyyo, tell me what you want from me Baby tell me what you want from me! (So what you want?) [DMX] There was Brenda, LaTisha, Linda, Felicia (okay) Dawn, LeShaun, Ines, and Alicia (ooh) Teresa, Monica, Sharron, Nicki (uh-huh) Lisa, Veronica, Karen, Vicky (damn) Cookies, well I met her in a ice cream parlor (aight?) Tonya, Diane, Lori and Carla (okay) Marina (uhh) Selena (uhh) Katrina (uhh) Sabrina (uhh) About three Kim's (WHAT?) LaToya, and Tina (WHOO!) Shelley, Bridget, Cathy, Rasheeda (uh-huh) Kelly, Nicole, Angel, Juanita (damn!) Stacy, Tracie, Rohna, and Ronda (WHAT?) Donna, Yolanda (WHAT?) Tawana, and Wanda (WHAT?) were all treated fairly but yet and still bitches is on some other shit now that I'm fuckin wit Dru Hill But I'ma keep it real (WHAT?) What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon) What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon) Chorus (w/ minor variations) [DMX] Aiyyo, I think about when a nigga didn't have (YEAH) and a nigga told a joke, and the bitches didn't laugh See now I do the math, I see if you got this and this and this to some cats, that nigga's the shit (aight?) And that's all they fuckin with, but see these bitches don't know If these bitches ain't for real, these bitches don't go Knock on door, no show, I'm sleep tryin to creep wit yo' best friend, put it in, dig deep [Sisqo - singing over dub chorus] X let me talk to em for a minute Oooohhh I know I know it's so hard to be a victim of my reality Heard you callin me names, said I was trife One thing you gotta know, I'ma be a nigga for life yeahhhhhhhhh yeahhhh Oahahohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Chorus 2X (w/ Sisqo ad-libs) |
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from Dmx - ...And Then There Was X (2000)
uhh..
DMX, Sisqo Yo.. what these bitches want from a nigga? Dru Hill, yaknahmsayin? What these bitches want from a nigga? HmmmMMMMMM (Ruff Ryders) DMX break em off What these bitches want from a nigga? [Sisqo] Break em off, some.. Aiyyo!! Dog, I meet bitches, discrete bitches Street bitches, slash, Cocoa Puff sweet bitches (WHAT?) Make you wanna eat bitches, but not me Y'all niggaz eat off the plate all you want but not D (UHH) I fuck with these hoes from a distance The instant they start to catch feelings I start to stealin they shit then I'm out just like a thief in the night I sink my teeth in to bite You thinkin life, I'm thinkin more like - whassup tonight? Come on ma, you know I got a wife and even though that pussy tight I'm not gon' jeapordize my life (aight?) So what is it you want from a nigga? (WHAT?) I gave you, you gave me - BITCH, I blazed you, you blazed me (c'mon) Nothin more, nothin less, but you at my door willin to confess that it's the best you ever tested Better than all the rest, I'm like, "Aight girlfriend, hold up I gave you, what you gave me Boo, a nut (f'real)" *What these bitches want from a nigga? what you want.. (what you want) What these bitches want from a nigga? Really want.. What these bitches want from a nigga? I've been keepin you up on it Bling bling'n, on that jewelry girl I bought it What these bitches want from a nigga? Aiyyo, tell me what you want from me Baby tell me what you want from me! (So what you want?) There was Brenda, LaTisha, Linda, Felicia (okay) Dawn, LeShaun, Ines, and Alicia (ooh) Teresa, Monica, Sharron, Nicki (uh-huh) Lisa, Veronica, Karen, Vicky (damn) Cookies, well I met her in a ice cream parlor (aight?) Tonya, Diane, Lori and Carla (okay) Marina (uhh) Selena (uhh) Katrina (uhh) Sabrina (uhh) About three Kim's (WHAT?) LaToya, and Tina (WHOO!) Shelley, Bridget, Cavi, Rasheeda (uh-huh) Kelly, Nicole, Angel, Juanita (damn!) Stacy, Tracie, Rohna, and Ronda (WHAT?) Donna, Ulanda (WHAT?) Tawana, and Wanda (WHAT?) were all treated fairly but yet and still bitches is on some other shit now that I'm fuckin wit Dru Hill But I'ma keep it real (WHAT?) What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon) What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon) * Repeat Aiyyo, I think about when a nigga didn't have (YEAH) and a nigga told a joke, and the bitches didn't laugh See now I do the math, I see if you got this and this and this to some cats, that nigga's the shit (aight?) And that's all they fuckin with, but see these bitches don't know If these bitches ain't for real, these bitches don't go Knock on door, no show, I'm sleep tryin to creep wit yo' best friend, put it in, dig deep X let me talk to em for a minute Oooohhh I know I know it's so hard to be a victim of my reality Heard you callin me names, said I was trife One thing you gotta know, I'ma be a nigga for life Ooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhh yeahhhh Oahahohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh * Repeat(x2) |
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from DMX - Grand Champ (2003)
This is what you're tellin me, okay It all comes down to this huh? Okay This is what you fuckin tellin me? That this is it? Okay (GRRRRRRRRRR) How many slugs should I plug into yo' chest before it's get filled Since you ain't got nuttin else to do but get killed Been a fiend every since I found out how a slaughter taste Empty a clip of hollow tips into yo' daughter's face Cause that's just the type of shit that I'm on Collect my dough, make the fuckin hit and I'm gone I ain't never gots to worry about the aim Infrared, to your head, will make sure, I hit him in the brain BLAOW! One mo' time for good luck - for what?! He was already dead, what the fuck?! I be, breakin my shit up OFF in a nigga When I don't see, nuttin but SOFT in a nigga Fuckin coward, I wonder how it - feels To have to look at your moms - squeal, after I hit her with the steel Ill, that's how a nigga blows shit up Believe whoever I hit up, will never get up Tell me, how it's goin down nigga If I'm bein a fuckin clown nigga (yeah) Take a couple of rounds nigga, I keep a toast real close In case I gotta turn the rest of yo' peeps into ghosts Fuck it I'm ready for combat, with a gat that'll make any nigga, become a meal for the fuckin rats There won't be nuttin left of money but a soupbone Big Motherfuckin DMX from the group home [Chorus: DMX] Niggaz don't mean what they say when they talk Niggaz lean a certain kind of way when they walk Niggaz don't mean what they say when they talk Niggaz lean a certain kind of way when they walk [Eve] Since the first day in it, I made a promise to myself I was gon |
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from Dmx - The Great Depression (2001)
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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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from Dmx - Year Of The Dog...Again (2006)
[Swizz Beatz] + DMX
Game time... let's go... WE IN HERE! It's time to bring the East Coast back baby!! New York (the dog) WE IN HERE! We talkin' 'bout the Swizz and the dog wasn't gonna terrorize y'all niggaz? You can't be serious! Ruff Ryders! [Chorus: Swizz Beatz] We gon' get it, get it started, get it started again We gon' get it, get it started, get it started again (We in here!) We gon' get it, get it stoppin', get it poppin' again We gon' get it, get it poppin', get it poppin' again (follow me now!) {*scratching*} We..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we IN HERE! [DMX] Six number one albums, imagine that Cats is sick, 'cause dog got his swagger back If that shit go, naw I ain't havin' that But they don't want it, I'ma still grab the bat Think I give a fuck? I'ma "get down," "go hard" type of nigga "Bring it to the yard" type nigga Four, four, one, O, five, fourteen thousand Ten, ten haze the street with the housin' C-76, remember me bitch? I'm that nigga that for life, gon' be yo' enemy bitch Fuck around, got my weight up, weight up, brought up Niggaz gettin' ate up, straight up, what the fuck? Come on vodto, this is just not your day So stop tryin' to be macho, aight yo? You don't wanna fight yo, I get's my strap on Put niggaz' lights out {*clapping noise*} clap on! [Chorus] [DMX] We don't bark no more, we bite Motherfucker from the heart, we can get this war on tonight Ain't nuttin but a thang 'cause the camp gets busy Fuckin' wit' the 'Line? It's a rizzy Shit ain't the same, cats done changed the game Fuck it, all y'all niggaz is lame, what's my motherfuckin' name? (Come on) Twenty million records sold While y'all niggaz is strugglin' to go gold! Come on papi! Can't none of y'all niggaz stop me Yahmean? Y'all niggaz is sloppy What would the game be without me? Nada! Cats talk about a whole lotta, product Gucci and scota, Louie Vuitton Come on, what up with what's really goin' on? "What's hood?" Cats ain't killin' nuttin but a few minutes I'm about to bury a box wit'chu in it So if you got's the whip, you better get on 'Cause if I pull up on, it won't be for Grey Poupon [Chorus] [DMX] Cats playin' games, so I'm goin' raw Run up in that fuckin' building, kick down the door Y'all don't want no fuckin' problems wit' X Y'all don't wanna see them four-legged piece, wit' them collars on they necks Wit' them niggaz downstairs wit' the tech, you know the rest Fuck it, blow it y'all niggaz, bitch I take respect Dog's shit hot, that's why y'all cowards froze me quick I pop up, catch niggaz on some cozy shit With Chinese slippers and silk scarves on Nigga out here tryin' to get his bark on, wonder why the dog gone I couldn't take it, deface it, that nigga make shit That's somethin' that'll happen, nigga wanna brace it And for the record, what you gonna do to fill up my spot? I ain't gonna front, that ? replace shit, was kinda hot Not!! How you gonna jack Will Smith for a beat? That's like tryna jack me for the streets! It ain't happenin'! [Chorus] [Swizz Beatz] WE IN HERE! WE IN HERE! WE IN HERE! WE IN HERE!WE IN HERE! {*explosion*} |
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from DMX - Grand Champ (2003)
[sample:] "Didn't I fool ya baby? Aww, didn't I fool ya?" [Cam] Uhh, what's really good? X I'm in the buildin man, yea! [sample:] "Didn't I fool ya baby? Aww, didn't I fool ya?" [DMX] It's all, good, my, nigga [Cam] That's right, you know how we do dawg, "Pull It" [Cam] Y.O., Harlem, we back part two man, Dark Man where you at? [DMX] Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, UHH, UHHHH!!! [DMX] Let's set this shit off, start this shit RIGHT It's goin down to-night! Dawg off the leash, dawg walks with heat Dawg stalks the streets, in New York to eat How many times do I gotta come through (YEA!) Layin that thing down, puttin holes in you You cats get it on the double, so stay the fuck out of my WAYYYY, you don't want no trouble (c'mon!) We travel double far, to bring you trouble God We rollin double hard, yea nigga Double R! I don't know what you thought it was, but it's NOT But I know that you caught the SLUGS, they was hot Get the fuck off the block! (WHAT?) There's no more room for bitch niggaz (uhh) dawg I'm comin to get niggaz (YEA!) Lift niggaz, out they boots, dust it Cause I don't just walk around with them things to bust it [Chorus] Uhh, we go hard! Never mind what a nigga say - we go hard! We gon' play how we wanna play - we go hard! Man we do this shit all day - we go hard! Motherfucker! Uhh, we go hard! Never mind what a nigga say - we go hard! We gon' play how we wanna play - we go hard! Bitch, we do this shit all day - we go hard! Motherfucker! [Cam'Ron] Yo, I leave jail smoothly, jump in the pale hooptie Fuck the dick-suckin-ass nigga male groupies Diplomats, you look at alliance, you shook in defiance I'm cookin up coke, loo |
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from Dmx - Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood (1999)
Uhh used to be my dog you was in my left titty
Scream 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 you ain't on the side wit me When it rain, niggaz get wet, stay dry Don't cross me, I compete the snake eye Just lost you, left your shadow in the dark Fucked around it forced me to hit the shadow with a spark 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 And look what being stupid does, get you shot sucker I let you get too close and you bit me I suppose it went on for too long you tried to hit me Thought you was wit me Well you might as well forget me, cuz from this point on It's war, it won't stop until one of us is gone I'm still mad at myself for lettin that shit go down Somebody shoulda told me I was fuckin wit a clown And I think they found and let.. you.. nigga.. drown ....you know how shit get around Aiyyo X fuck them niggaz, them niggaz ain't your dogs Better treat like some cats and shake they ass to the floor Ben seen the foul shit put the guns in him Lil wanna be you so why you run wit him Can't trust niggaz no further than you can throw 'em You don't wanna murder the niggaz, then you blow 'em Your using your style, that make 'em yo child Then he shouldn't make a move till he hear it from yo mouth We don't allow snakes runnin wit dogs Tell them ain't nothing like a funeral it's gonna be yours Double R, and I ain't here to start trouble god But if they wasn't your niggaz I would have been hit 'em hard Niggaz look like they phony, sound like they phony 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 ryde, whoever on they side they die And we ain't tryin to be blind,fuck eye for eye Cuz we only takin yours, you know the dogs motherfucker There was always something there, but I just couldn't touch it Wasn't something that would hurt me, so a nigga said "Fuck it" I let it slide, laughed and joked let it ride And now that you done killed it, I'm glad that it died It's aiight, I know where you live, I'm just waitin Till we knock on your front door, and let you meet Satan It's what you get for hatin, fuck you faggot I never did trust you faggot, I'll bust you faggot What you done forgot about the streets is this Do a grimy nigga like you do a grimy bitch Just stop fuckin wit him, got no more rap No more, "Yo what's up, D?" no more that Be lucky if I don't spit in your face, off a GP And what? bitch-ass nigga, you can't beat me Don't take it as a loss, just take it as a lesson Next time think twice or get iced wit the Wessun NIGGA |
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from The Players Club (플레이 클럽) [ost] (1998)
Dj Clark Kent: What you think gon' happen if I get Ice Cube
to do a joint with the wildest dog on the East Coast? Man they don't know. Heavyweight Def Jam Clark World Cube: Once again it's on the muthafuckin' psycho Ice Cube the Don Mega with my nigga DMX huh A diamond in the rough punk, he gon' stay in the rough East meets West it's goin' down Yeah we be clubbin' we be clubbin' we be clubbin' we be clubbin' we be clubbin' I'm in the city bitch we clubbin' I'm treated like the Presidential motorcade takin' out the residential global persperation freaky gyrations close to fornication Numbers get passed when asked information intoxication faded inebriated Designated driver liver than MacGyver blockin' freaks in all of 'em tens stallions get them to pile in Sittin' on 'Lacs bitch we write raps Backdo' access you gettin' jealous standin' all in line with designer umbrellas Bad fellas runnin' with the Eastside Connection any kind of club with a star check they weapons Who wanna sex DMX get naked fuckin' to security show us the exit *Heavy hitters countin' figures We be Clubbin' Mixin' blunts and heavy liquors We be Clubbin' For all my live ass niggas We be clubbin' Fuckin' all them gold diggers We be clubbin' Kent: DMX Ruff Riders DMX: Grrr grrr All I do is import to export transport to West port a nigga still breathin' today 'cause the vest caught them slugs you sprayed at me now get at me if you want more Put a fuckin' hole up in yo' back so what's the front for? Come on baby we some noisemakers catchin' niggas with bricks at am I ?? comin' through Las Vegas made us wanted dead or alive on mad niggas hit lists but ain't a muthafucka come & get this Witness what's unheard of cold blooded murder this hot shit'll have you smellin' like a fuckin' ?? and the shell from the twelve is all it takes to make a nigga spin like twice & then fall you call for help but ain't none comin' The avmen slaughtered the robbery & gun runnin' and when I'm done gunnin' we all gon' meet up at the club fuckin' with Cube it's nothin' but love Nigga What!! * Repeat Bridge: New York get ya club on L.A. get ya club on Chicago get ya club on Atlanta get ya club on DMX: Fuck that shit If the dog's off the leash then the dog's gonna bite (rooof) If the dog's in the ring then the dog's gonna fight (rooof) If the dog's on the West Coast then I'm fuckin' with Cube Where them hoes at nigga keep 'em comin' in twos Cube: Like Noah I make it wetter the doubleheader hit that ass like I got a vendetta you know it's better with the Don Mega shake it off shake it off take it off take it off and make it soft biotch DMX: Uhh, It's all good it's all right fuck all day fuck all night Call all my niggas 'cause wherever I go y'all my niggas East to the West Coast all my niggas Cube : Now the East to the West piece of the best sick of this shit Added DMX to add grit in this shit Atlantic to Pacific spittin' this shit Got love for my niggas that's gettin' a grip We be clubbin' * Repeat |
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from DMX - Grand Champ (2003)
UHH UHH UHHHHHH Yeah Def Jam Yeah Ruff Ryders Yeah come on Def Jam Yeah Ruff Ryders Yeah Def Jam Yeah Ruff Ryders Bloodline we bout to blow WHAT Ruff Ryders we bout to blow WHAT Vacant Lot we bout to blow WHAT Man bitchass niggaz just don't know Bloodline we bout to blow WHAT Ruff Ryders we bout to blow WHAT Vacant Lot we bout to blow WHAT Man bitchass niggaz just don't know I'm just gonna stick to the script 'cause you know how that shit go Quick to the flip dog kitten don't let go Get that shit yo wrong or right me Dog for life and its on tonight Y'all niggaz make money money money My Niggaz take money money money Bloodline get down 'cause I love mine I can put my life on the line at least one time Cats don't know nothing but show frontin I'm a pump pump it up like Joe Budden Dark Man bang your head with the walk man Tryna holla at shorty you still tryna talk man Sometimes niggaz is worse than the bitches So I'm a holla at you but first with the stitches Cats don't know who you fucking with 'til you fucking with X and you stuck in shit Bloodline we bout to blow WHAT Ruff Ryders we bout to blow WHAT Vacant Lot we bout to blow WHAT Man bitchass niggaz just don't know Bloodline we bout to blow WHAT Ruff Ryders we bout to blow WHAT Vacant Lot we bout to blow WHAT Man bitchass niggaz just don't know Yo Grease I need this beat no disrespect I just got some shit I need to get off my chest Look around and I see the rap game is a mess So many chromes now they getting me vexed Upset and insane in how the game gonna change shit Sounding the same and it's a ma fucking shame While lames think they flow so sick getting excited Yeah they got a sick flow its called the Young Hoe Virus BUT let me fall back into character B got so hot never been an amateur Ask the locals Boy its LoCo Never Stop my flow wanna go pro you know Check the history started with the R's Now I'm running with the line four time no mystery Dog tryna position me to get in the door But since the door don't open wide enough we rippin it off Bloodline we bout to blow WHAT Ruff Ryders we bout to blow WHAT Vacant Lot we bout to blow WHAT Man bitchass niggaz just don't know Bloodline we bout to blow WHAT Ruff Ryders we bout to blow WHAT Vacant Lot we bout to blow WHAT Man bitchass niggaz just don't know Dog gonna be Dog that's how I get down Step up nigga sit down put your shit down AIGHT Clowns ain't even built for the circus I'm about to pop this nigga DOG It ain't worth it TAHHHH yeah you right soon as your man make it dead at night I'll be there aight then what Everything stops money turns on the light and Pa Pop Pop Pop None stop shots ringing out cowards hit the ground I came to get down if you came to get down Blow the pound up niggaz wanna what with us Bloodline and the dog I trust so for the dog I bust That thang catch me while I'm up in the truck with that thang Dog get the word it's a must that I bang And trust me I'm gonna do my motherfuck'n thang Bloodline we bout to blow WHAT Ruff Ryders we bout to blow WHAT Vacant Lot we bout to blow WHAT Man bitchass niggaz just don't know Bloodline we bout to blow WHAT Ruff Ryders we bout to blow WHAT Vacant Lot we bout to blow WHAT Man bitchass niggaz just don't know Yeah Come on man ya niggaz don't know what the fuck this shit is Gutter Gutter Gutter Gutter |
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from Exit Wounds (엑시트 운즈) [ost] (2001)
(DMX)
Sometimes I will take my brother by the arm Other times I will take my brother by the shoulder Then there are times I will take my brother by the neck Any way I touch you, walk with me.. Uhh.. uhh.. uhh.. GRRRRR This ain't the way it's supposed to be (B.S.!) This ain't the way it's supposed to be (off that bloodline thang) This ain't the way it's supposed to be! This ain't the way, shit is supposed to be!! (Big Stan) Now I done seen the streets turned into a beast with sharp teeth Put claws in the strong and just devour the weak Make them proud niggaz humble (uh-huh) Then turn around and make them loud niggaz mumble (uh-huh) In the jungle I done seen niggaz voted "Most likely to win" lose it all at the end of a stem; what a lame (uhh) Friends killin friends for paper, what a shame (uhh) And everybody thinkin they players, what a game (damn) I done seen this whole shit change Looked again and realized that ain't shit changed (WHAT?!) Except the fact that I'm a grown man now (uhh) standin on my own two Used to hate guns, now a nigga own two (C'MON!) Twin glocks for cops and use I promise to I ain't goin out like Amadou, you know what I'ma do (AIGHT?) So sit back and try to visualize if you can All the stories of a wise man - walk with me (Chorus: DMX) Look at my life.. look at how I live Look at what I go through.. so what I've got to give (THIS IS IT!!) Look at my li-ife.. look at how I live Look at what I go through.. so what I've got to give (THIS IS IT!!) (Big Stan) (My nigga!) Now I've done seen life play jokes with death as a punchline In a world with no hope, struggle to get mine I was raised in a time of regret and bad news (uh-huh) So I was taught my values by bad dudes (uhh) Hustlers and killers.. they taught me wrong from right Told me everything that's wrong is right, like Hoppin a train, poppin the thang And havin hot blocks poppin with 'caine, lockin the game (C'MON!!) And the more shit, change, the more it's the same And the more you try to get rid of it, the more it remains You remember when the kid's dream to get to the top was bein doctors, firemen, even the cops? Look at the kids now, lost, no hope To get ahead they plan to rap, play ball, or sell dope (ooooh) And if you thinkin we the problem you wrong A generation died at the same time our fathers was born (Chorus) (Big Stan) I've seen a broken home influence a good kid to go bad Cause boys with sane minds to go mad (uhh) And young girls to lose they innocence so fast And so often the results are so sad Losin her skirt, don't even know what flirt means So a baby's poppin up with a baby at thirteen (damn) A few years, she tried to settle down with her man Tried to stop fuckin all them other niggaz and can't Though she want to, the curse got her doin this dirt Cause she saw mommy do it whenever daddy went to work (damn) And it hurts, I know the pain call it the truth Bad parents are destroyin the youth, I been there (WHAT?!) I've watched men beat on my mother my whole life So when I hit my baby mother I thought it was alright (NO!!!) Maybe if I woke up and them niggaz was gone I woulda knew that all the hittin was wrong, talk to me (Chorus) - 2X (DMX) My niggaz This, is, for my niggaz This, is, for my niggaz This, is, for my niggaz This right here?! Is for my niggaz B.S. baby! Uh-huh, uhh Bloodline, bloodline, bloodline! All my dogs, off the motherfuckin chain! Arf, arf, arf, arf, arf-arf, ya heard? Bitch ass nigga (bitch ass nigga!) Iceberg, hoo, B.K.! Ali X! St. Claire! Jinx! |
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from Dmx - Year Of The Dog...Again (2006)
[DMX]
Uh! Yeah! Ha-ha!! C'mon! [DMX] On and off the leash, I'm a beast (what?) No one ever gonna cross me in the streets (what?) My only worries if I'm gon' eat because WE GON' WALK THESE DOGS Yeah nigga, live it how I spit it (yeah!) Look at how I walk it y'all niggaz could get it But it must all go down X is wit' it because WE GON' WALK THESE DOGS You got it living BACK livin' with salt (what?) I'ma' bring it BACK cause I'ma go hard Fuckin' til' a nigga play the yard WE GON' WALK THESE DOGS Gettin' down has never been an issue (what?) I'ma bust my gun and not gon' miss you (yeah!) Hate the smell of the slug burnin' the tissue (c'mon!) WE GON' WALK THESE DOGS [Chorus 2X - DMX] Nigga bust up all the thugs It's about to get real out of hand dog Better get your man dog Hit 'em and leave him where niggaz can't stand dog (gun click) It's you man dog! [Kashmir] (DMX) You better come in and get him now Better grab his arm and sit him down Nigga leave him in his house, I'm a put him down (WE GON' WALK THESE DOGS!) We don't give a fuck about you You talk real slick Homie, But we doubt you Got slugs that a put a nigga right back out you Cause (WE GON' WALK THESE DOGS!) I'm right here now nigga what up Always talkin' (what?) about how you could of, would of But never doin' shit, cause you sweeter then sugar (WE GON' WALK THESE DOGS!) Go on now, I'm not the one Kashmir 7:30 about to pop the gun Have your mom's on the news sreamin' "Not my son"? (WE GON' WALK THESE DOGS!) [Chorus] [DMX] Don't fuck wit' things you don't know about I'll have a Smith & Wesson TO show him out Take him to the desert and blow him out Cause! WE GON' WALK THESE DOGS! Right to the streets, with the heat Until I find something to eat, so don't sleep Fuck around, thinkin' it's sweet, til' a nigga creep cause WE GON' WALK THESE DOGS! Don't cry now, it's too late I'ma empty ya' stomach of that shit you ate One time in the park, make a nigga lose weight, because WE GON' WALK THESE DOGS! Bigga, Betta, stronga, fasta Fuck a bitch longa if I have at to And then I will cap her directly after [Chorus 2X] (Chorus x2) |
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from DMX - Grand Champ (2003)
[DMX] Uhh (huh) yeah, it is what it is Yah'mean? We untouchable baby [Chorus: Syleena Johnson] I keep my song in my soul Blessed my heart and made it go Tops of our heads to tips of our toes We're untouchable Everyday the sun'll shine Took this dream and made it mine I'm gettin down one thing that I know (WHAT!) We're untouchable [DMX] We built this Double R thing from the ground up Another principle of when it's beef, niggaz round up Gettin down like what nigga, YO! That's all it takes and it's like, HERE WE GO! Thorough type niggaz that control the streets Rollin deep, holdin heat, don't even think about sleep When we creep, niggaz goin down for the count It ain't sweet, fuck around and knock money out C'mon fella, you don't want the dog with the camp Not Old Yeller, a pitbull and dog is the champ You know better, think about crossin the line Hit your sweater, with about ten from the .9 Double R and we get down for life! Let a nigga KNOW we can go down tonight From the tops of our heads, the tips of our toes WHAAAAT! We untouchable, AIGHT? Yea, WHAT! [Chorus] [Cross] Yea, yeah, YEAH! Be strong.. I represent the have and the have-nots All the niggaz with the weed spots And all my niggaz on them cell blocks We gon' R-U-double-F R-Y-D-E You can't fuck with my army My niggaz is untouchable, eatin niggaz like Lunchable .45 be crushin you when the bullets be touchin you Paul bearers'll carry you to the cemetary where your momma gon' bury you Black suit be fittin you nigga, I got hood degrees Plus I'm street like powder, milk, and government cheese If you a runnin man nigga, then I'ma shoot up your knees Then it's me against the world, man against machine S.D.T.S. - stick to my routine My knuckle game impeccable, crack game incredible Lawyers for my niggaz who be sittin in the Federal Nigga, I'm untouchable [Chorus] [Infa-Red] Lyrically I'm, untouchable.. Infa-Red nigga, let's go.. All I can know is 365 days of pain My name, how to sell cocaine And I was taught to buy guns so big when I go to the roof I can aim and shoot down a plane Infa-Red's my name but fuck all that Fall back and witness how the streets made me the grimiest nigga alive I sell you a fake pie, shoot out your fake eye Give niggaz a break, nah; I gotta chase mine Don't wear your watch around me nigga I take time Like niggaz that them blue tried to like I turn men to mice, canary yellow my ice And Ruff Ryde on anybody, to be precise But I handle my business like I'm supposed to When you go in the precinct, that's the only time you see my poster But I could post up and get rid of my pieces I own collies sellin rocks the size of Domino pizzas I'm untouchable, nigga [Chorus] [Sheek] Double R.. whoo! All day.. Yo, aiyyo X let me get 'em daddy - yo, yo, yo U-N-T-O-U-C-H, A-B-L-E-S Sheek the new Elliott Ness (no doubt) Nigga, Bloodline, D-Block; two of the best Hang the Double R chain from the side of the car Drive by and put your brains on the side of the bar Sheek heavy in the hood (uh-huh) And I don't mean cause I gained weight in the hood (nah) My aim is good, aiyyo X what they want it to be here? Our hammer's cocked, outside of the house on the lawn chair Yeah nigga what? The new rap LeBron's here Get 'em dog, we the new America's nightmare And we don't say much, we just get it on That's why we don't get touched, y'all like a dutch Hands all on you, I'm tryna warn you to stay in your place, so you don't get laced And them pretty ass shades, can stay on your face [Chorus] [Drag-On] Uhh, uhh, uhh, c'mon! You motherfuckers got me back on my grizzly, I'm back on the grind I'm back to the streets, catch a beef, come back with the nine I'll murder ya man, come back with his shines I tote two guns, I don't care if you box, I don't care if you blind I spit in your eye like niggaz is eatin, I'm splittin the pies Frank Nitty your rap, how gritty am I? The city is mine Yeah, you get in my way I pity your moms Yeah, my block is real, my niggaz is armed My borough is thorough, we bang with each other I'm switchin my diamonds and changin the color with change of weather, canary in the sun, uhh I bury ya nigga then bury the gun, X whattup? Me and you is untouchable (uh-huh) We both had bricks they couldn't sniff cause the coke was uncrushable Guns is fingerprint-proof, we "Ryde or Die" You drivin by, we clap at your ride, good-bye [Chorus] |
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from Dmx - The Great Depression (2001)
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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from Dmx - ...And Then There Was X (2000)
Yo, yo, yo. Alright, alright.
Get the fuck over here. Don't you know X yo? Fuck you. I know I know you from somewhere. Get the fuck outta here with that X shit. You got X on you, yo. Give me this. Yeah okay. You can have my jacket. You can have it. You can have my jacket. Yo give me the watch motherfucker. No yo don't take my watch from me that was a present to me yo. Shut the fuck up. Okay yo. Alright alright. You can have everything. Give me the boots. Alright you can have my boots. Let me take everyhing off. Okay. What's my name? What's my name? Okay. Don't you know you're proud of this shit? I'm not fucking around. Okay. Please, please. And I fucked your bitch. What? |
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from DMX - Grand Champ (2003)
It's such a long long train ride It's such a long lonely ride back home Now I know Only I can stop the rain Uh uh uh uh uh Now I know Only I can stop the rain It's not that we gotta do what we do It's what we know So to me it ain't nothing but being true But Now I know Only I can stop the rain It doesn't have to be the way it is You say it is Just because for the past 20 years Everyday it is Now I know Only I can stop the rain I won't even be able to walk out my front door Without worrying about coming to conflict with the law cause Now I know Only I can stop the rain If I follow him they'll follow me And I'll speak life into the words that you can see 'cause Now I know Only I can stop the rain We get away with it everyday shit But everyday shit catches up with you And when it does you can't say shit Now I know Only I can stop the rain If I don't you will What I won't you still What makes us feel like we gots to kill When Now I know Only I can stop the rain How many more lives must we lose How many more times must we choose To trust these fools Now I know Only I can stop the rain If it ain't broke don't fix it I gave it to you straight don't mix it Twist it what up for some slick shit Now I know Only I can stop the rain I don't have to talk to it anymore I don't have to walk to it anymore I'm out the door Now I know Only I can stop the rain I wanna find peace with the lord I don't wanna find the peace with the sword I can't afford to Now I know Only I can stop the rain When everyday of my life Is just a constant fight Between wrong and right Now I know Only I can stop the rain I thank you lord for my life I thank you lord for keeping it loose when things got tight Now I know Only I can stop the rain Only I can stop the rain Only I can stop the pain Now I know Only I can stop the rain Only I can stop the rain stop the rain Only I can stop the rain Only I can stop the rain because the rain calls on me Now I know Only I can stop the rain Only I can stop the rain |
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from Dmx - ...And Then There Was X (2000)
niggas won't creep these streets with me
cuz you know fuckin what these streets'll be make you wanna...then i'm gonna... cuz i gotta...POP POP, POP, POP i look through the 11th floor window, take one last puff of the indo (what?) look through the scope, and let like ten go break it down, back in the briefcase (uh huh) wipe the sweat off my face so i can leave safe (uh) outside i breathe safe (uh) nigga never saw it comin, that's how he got it (what?) never even thought of runnin, cuz a nigga plotted (what?) smart niggas get niggas killed for real i know, they make a deal, i'm comin with the steel (aight) it's gon' be that cat you don't see that's gon' pop you (uh) stop you in your motherfuckin tracks nigga, drop you (uh) get rid of all the clothes (uh huh), dump the gun i hate to be the type of nigga to leave you, slugged and run but i'm on the job and right now there's more niggas that need to be left with a head full of lead, restin easily (woo) and that twenty G's a fee, put to a good use the only excuse i have for what i do is, love of abuse (c'mon!) i can catch you in the very building that you live in (uh) wait until you get right at your door then start spittin (aight?) now they got a ribbon tied to the rail at the top of the steps (what?) i was there, you ain't die at the top of the steps (aight?) i can do that walk behind you shit and follow you home (shhh) make a noise, you turn around and i put one in your dome (BOOM!) last thing you saw was chrome and a, flash of light (uh) i blast him right, nigga, that's yo' ass tonight (uh, uh, c'mon!) i could put a bomb in your car and watch it explode (BOOM!) then make a call, tell 'em all they found was a piece of your clothes and a small piece of your nose and, bone from your arm which they really couldn't tell apart, because of the bomb i could be waitin, camped out in yo' car, in the backseat with some fuckin chickenwire, soon as you hit the backstreet i jump up like jack-in-the-box strangle the shit out yo' ass ehleeh , clean up the mess and, get away from the cops i could be the UPS delivery boy (uh huh) or the man workin at Toys'R'Us handin yo' kid a brand new toy (true) i could be the one servin your food wherever you go to eat at or that nigga on the corner that you ask, "yo, where the weed at?" (damn) i could be the one drivin the schoolbus that yo' kids in (uh huh) except that, i don't like to involve, women and children (aight) a nigga got feelings, i just put 'em aside but when it's time for me to do my job, i just ride i don't get much sleep (uh), my soul's tormented (uh) i wish it was a lie but everything i said, i meant it (uh) i know i'm doin wrong and everyday i beg the Lord to forgive me for fuckin with the, double-edged sword (uh) shit ain't goin too well, but that's my life i know i'm goin to hell, that's my life sometimes i think, "what will i do, with my life?" kill, nigga, kill, this is my life niggas won't creep these streets wit me cuz you know fuckin wit these..., |
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from Dmx - Year Of The Dog...Again (2006)
[DMX]
In the name of Jesus Let us pray Father please walk with us through the bad times as well as the good May we be heard and understood from the suburbs to the hood May you judge us by our hearts and not by our mistakes And see that we get a breakthrough however long that it takes May you fill that void in our souls that will lay our fears to rest Cause there is no way we can live for Jesus when we're liven in the flesh So I pray that you allow our sprits to be born Go strong move on know right from wrong Verse John Chapter 2 verse 15 Do not love the world or anything in the world and we know what that means But lessen we know the distance we need to keep away from fire to keep it missing That doesn't mean we'll listen Lord you take care of fools and babies You teach women to honor their men and men respect their ladies But lately so many of us have gone a stray Doing wrong for so long that we've forgotten the way Please bring us back home and still in us the word witch is our backbone Which is children that act grown There is so much that we're entitled to yet we receive so little Cause in this time of spiritual warfare we're comfortable in the middle So I pray that you open our eyes Give us the unknowing to recognize the devil and his lies If we keep our actions wise and our prays sincere Our heads to the sky you will demonist our fears In Jesus name we have prayed Amen and Amen |
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from DMX - Grand Champ (2003)
Father thank you for makin me righteous and accepted through the blood of Jesus Because of that I am blessed and highly favored by you I am the object of your affection Your favors surround me as a shield And the first thing that people come in contact with IS my favorite shield Thank you that I have favor with you and man today All day long, people go out of their way to bless and to help me I have favor with everyone that I deal with today Doors that were once closed are now open for me I receive preferential treatment and I have special priveledges I am God's favorite child No good thing will he withhold from me Because of God's favor my enemies cannot triumph over me I have supernatural increase in promotions I declare restoration of everything that the devil has stolen from me I have honor in the midst of my adversaries and an increase of assets Especially in real estate and an expansion of territory Because I am highly favored by God I experience great victories Supernatural turn-arounds and miraculous breakthroughs in the midst of great impossibilities I receive recognition, prominence and honor Petitions are granted to me even by unGodly authorities Policies, rules, regulations and laws are changed and reversed on my behalf I win battles that I don't even have to fight because God fights them for me This is the day, the set time the designated moment for me to experience the free favors of God that profusely and lavishly abound on my behalf In Jesus MIGHTY name we have prayed; Amen, and Amen |
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from Dmx - The Great Depression (2001)
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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from Dmx - Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood (1999)
(You, right here shorty, told you, I got you
Like the way I scooped you, when those fagget 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 (Ain't like that, and hey, forget about them 2 kids 'Bout to do a deal, somethin' nice as you is) Oh you think (Nah, I'm just playin', what's up? I got some new bitches, I know you tryin' to fuck) Not really (What? I ain't your man no more? Because a nigga, don't need a hand no more? You know how we do, if one goes sore You'll take the pussy and go up in the roar) It's like now Where you goin' I ain't trying 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 alright?) The snake The rat The cat and the dog How you gonna live When you're in the fog? Yo I ain't fuckin' with this nigga, no more Word to my mother Fuck 'em, so ya know 'em for sure Word to my brother It's like he's gotten worse than before Son of I wonder What type of dirt this nigga got in store for me to get under Then I get a call Yo! (X, Luis just killed your cousin, underneath the projects Don't get back, them niggaz will pay, then I got you, told you I got you Yo, I got you) I'm in a catch 22 But them niggaz gotta pay But I know he's gonna be askin' for a favor one day But fuck it I ain't got no choice in the matter Them faggets killed my peep And I wanna see him splatter (That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, we ain't on no bitch hit And use the same gun that you killed them 2 kids with Is that hard to live with?) Nah (See, you still a playa) But what you want from me? (Uh...I'll tell you later) Shit is all over the news Bomb goes off in central What the fuck have I gotten myself into? My 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 a nigga come inside for a minute, and puff a blunt?) Here we go again (After what I just gave you, with you 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 something, and you was out, you did You sold me your soul, when you didn't say no Just let a nigga go, and give me what you owe Fuck what you think, ain't shit for free And a mothafucker you know, can't defeat me) Forgive me father, for I have sinned And with your help I know, the devil won't win Here we are on our way to hell We're gonna do it, and we do it well This is Marilyn Manson, Dmx, Ruff Ryders |
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from Dmx - ...And Then There Was X (2000)
(DMX)
(wispers) Ruff ryders ride or die get down or lay down motha fucka (growls) Get em' boy 3x (barking) Get that mother fucking boy (barking)get em' boy (growls) (barking) Boy!!barking)(Background)Now you got to fight my brotha you want one there you go It is not a fucking game! |
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from Dmx - It's Dark And Hell Is Hot (2000)
You tell me that there's love here.
But to me it's blatant. Nothin' but all the blood here. I'm dealin with Satan. Plus with all the hatin' it's hard to keep peace. (uh huh) Thou shall not steal, but I will to eat. I tried doin' good, but good's not too good for me. Misunderstood, why you chose the hood for me. Mean I'm aiight, I just had to work hard at it. Went to gran'ma for answers, she told me that god had it. So now here I am, confused and full of questions. Am I born to lose, or is this just a lesson. And who it's goin' choose when it gets turned around. And will it be layin' in my own blood and on the ground. My child, I've watched you grow up and I've been there. (uh huh) Even at those times you least suspected it I was there. And look at what I've given you a talent to rhyme. I may not come when you call, but I'm always on time. Somebody's knockin'. Should I let em in. Lord we're just startin, but where will it end. Somebody's knockin'. Should I let em in. Lord we're just startin, but where will it end. But when the funds are low the guns'll blow. Lookin' for that one that owe, make em run that dough. No! Put down the guns and write a new rhyme. You'll get it all in due time. You'll do fine. Just have faith cuz you mine. (uh huh) And when you shine it's goin' be a sight to behold. So don't fight to be old, or lose sight when it's cold. See that light down the road, it's goin' guide you there Two sets of footsteps, I was right beside you there. But what about them times I only saw one. Those were the times that I was under the gun, It was then I carried you my son. Led you to safety. It just wasn't your time to face me. (uh huh) Ayo a few of them times I thought you would erase me. But all you did was embrace me. Prepared me for the worst. Offered me eternal light, and scared me with the hearse. And the curse turned to grace. When the hurt turned to faith. No more runnin', (uh huh) and slidin' in the dirt cuz I'm safe. Somebody's knockin'. Should I let em in. Lord we're just startin, but where will it end. Somebody's knockin'. Should I let em in. So if I'm yo' man I'm in yo' hand. Wus yo' plan. Never had a friend cuz you couldn't trust your man. Learned to stand before I crawled. Things were twisted! And if you showed me anything at all then I missed it. Looked the wrong way. (uh huh) I've done some wrong things. (true) Kept a bad attitude, but that's what wrong brings. And now you mean to tell me that after all this time, it was you that kept the dog from goin' out of his mind. It was you that breathed life into my lungs when I was born. And it was you that let me know what was right, from what was wrong. And it was you that let me do what I knew what could be done. And it was you that gave me a good wife and a beautiful son. And It's been you speakin' to me inside my mind. And it's been you who has forgiven time after time. It was you who opened my eyes so I could see. And it was you who shined yo' light on me. |
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from DMX - Grand Champ (2003)
[Intro: DMX] Uh! (Our father) I'm a talk this (Who art in heaven) Start walk this [Verse 1: DMX] In the name of Jesus I can have everything good of the earth be given to me by him In the name of Jesus There would be never be a time that I have to fight the devil and I cannot win In the name of Jesus I lose all strong holds that the devil had over my life In the name of Jesus When I save a thousand two or save ten So I thank the lord for my wife In the name of Jesus I want to thank you what you showed me what you told me In the name of Jesus I want to thank you for your love and watchin over me In the name of Jesus I don't have to, go through what I went through anymore In the name of Jesus I don't have to (What!) now that I got you in my life ever more (Come on!) [Chorus: Patti LaBelle] I know it cannot happen without you, you you, without you, oh, oh oh oh Without you [Verse 2: DMX] In the name of Jesus You gave me the book, so now I just look when I need the word In the name of Jesus You took, a crook, gave him a new look now he speaks the word In the name of Jesus It don't matter what we did tell it to the lord and he forgives Whatever it was right or wrong I'm a catch up with the herd then I'm comin home In the name of Jesus I ran away for far too long starve too long In the name of Jesus Where people perish for lack of knowledge They all too strong let's get it on In the name of Jesus I realize I'm a sinner I repent my sins and right this moment am a beginner Baby in the spirit, let me go In the name of Jesus please let me go!!!! (Come on!) [Chorus: Patti LaBelle] I know it cannot happen without you, you you, without you, oh, oh oh oh Without you [Bridge: DMX] + (Patti LaBelle) I gotta say what's on my mind (Say what's on your mind) You saved my life a thousand times (Saved a thousand times) Gave me a dream that came to be Opened my eyes so I could see [DMX & Patti LaBelle] I had my ups and had my downs Until you turned my life around And I want the whole world to see They don't know what you mean to me [Verse 3: DMX] In the name of Jesus All praises due to the shepherd watchin the flock of sheep In the name of Jesus Ain't even about where I'm steppin You watch in the dark when I'm sleep [Chorus: Patti LaBelle] I know it cannot happen without you, you you, without you, oh, oh oh oh Without you [Outro: Patti LaBelle] What you want, sing! |
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from Woodstock '99 (2000)
DMX uh-huh, uh-huh Y'all been eatin long enough now stop bein greedy Just keep it real partner give to the needy Grips is touchy, so don't make me wait fuck around and I'm go'a bite you and snatch the plate DMX I could flip that flow, I could stick that hoe I could get that dough, you know I'm with that yo And the thing about the shit I came through, I haven't seen But when it gets dark, it's like a nigga's havin dreams All nightmares, the light dares to desert me Got me like everybody wants to hurt me Paranoid, so I strike out at what ever The closest thing to me is gonna get it but, never Will I, can I think death is wrong So I'ma keep holdin on til, what's left is gone You could put that on my nigga Boone These other rap cats will give a nigga room But if it ccalls for me to force my way in the door Headhuntin mother fuckers, stay on the floor 4-4, that's what I get sick wit rrrrrrr Four more, now all this is liquid rrrrrr DMX I thank the lord everyday that I'm blessed with a gift I'm The best, so, unless you wanna rest with the stiff Don't touch that, uh-uh, leave it alone When you walk pass the dog house leave it a bone Dogs bite, dogs fight, dogs knife Scratch, shake, and hold all night So when you hear the arf arf, start runnin Cause when you hear the arf arf, I'm comin But I don't like drama so I say to myself, "Keep focus with this rap shit and pray for the wealth I want the money and give me the honeys with big asses The most expensive champagne you got in big glasses" I'm broke so I'ma bash his head wide open Beggin me to stop but at least he died hopin Didn't get his wish, and now he's a dish with a cat Two glowin red eyes, everything else is black DMX When the sun is up the gun is up on the shelf And all the runners up are thankin me for their help Hopin that they not around when it gets dark outside Sun's goin down you hear the bark outside Locks off the cage, gauge, With the buck shots, faggot You've been lucky all day thats when your luck stops One drops, and another and another Gun pops, go into you and your mother When does it all end, I found a friend in a dog Cause fuckin wit these cats will send a friend to the morgue Many questions, no answers, just stress Try to hold my head and remember that I'm blessed If you curse and it gets worse as time goes by Can't see straight cause I'm so high, Why ask why when you know Nigga when its your time to go, You go |
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from Dmx - It's Dark And Hell Is Hot (2000)
uh-huh, uh-huh (x4)
*Y'all been eatin long enough now stop bein greedy Just keep it real partner give to the needy Grips is touchy, so don't make me wait fuck around and I'm'a bite you and snatch the plate I could flip that flow, I could stick that hoe I could get that dough, you know I'm with that yo And the thing about the shit I came through, I haven't seen But when it gets dark, it's like a nigga's havin dreams All nightmares, the light dares to desert me Got me like everybody wants to hurt me Paranoid, so I strike out at what ever The closest thing to me is gonna get it but, never Will I, can I think death is wrong So I'ma keep holdin on til, what's left is gone You could put that on my nigga Boone These other rap cats will give a nigga room But if it ccalls for me to force my way in the door Headhuntin mother fuckers, stay on the floor 4-4, that's what I get sick wit rrrrrrr Four more, now all this is liquid rrrrrr *Repeat (x2) I thank the lord everyday that I'm blessed with a gift I'm The best, so, unless you wanna rest with the stiff Don't touch that, uh-uh, leave it alone When you walk pass the dog house leave it a bone Dogs bite, dogs fight, dogs knife Scratch, shake, and hold all night So when you hear the arf arf, start runnin Cause when you hear the arf arf, I'm comin But I don't like drama so I say to myself, "Keep focus with this rap shit and pray for the wealth I want the money and give me the honeys with big asses The most expensive champagne you got in big glasses" I'm broke so I'ma bash his head wide open Beggin me to stop but at least he died hopin Didn't get his wish, and now he's a dish with a cat Two glowin red eyes, everything else is black *Repeat (x2) When the sun is up the gun is up on the shelf And all the runners up are thankin me for their help Hopin that they not around when it gets dark outside Sun's goin down you hear the bark outside Locks off the cage, gauge, With the buck shots, faggot You've been lucky all day thats when your luck stops One drops, and another and another Gun pops, go into you and your mother When does it all end, I found a friend in a dog Cause fuckin wit these cats will send a friend to the morgue Many questions, no answers, just stress Try to hold my head and remember that I'm blessed If you curse and it gets worse as time goes by Can't see straight cause I'm so high, Why ask why when you know Nigga when its your time to go, You go *Repeat (x4) |
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from Dmx - The Great Depression (2001)
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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from Dmx - Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood (1999)
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. 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 |
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from DMX - Grand Champ (2003)
[50 Cent] Move on over, I done told ya boyyyy I'm a G-Unit motherfuckin soldier boyyyy And when you gon' get it in your brain The gate's wide open and the dog's off the chain I be that yung'n with that gun-ness, tellin ya stop frontin I be that yung'n on the run, after I pop some'n In the Bible I read, death is of the tongue And if you talk about death enough death is gon' come Dave taught me how to flow, they shot him in the head Randy ass was there, now he runnin scared Some say I'm gangsta, some say I'm craaazy If you ask me I'll say I'm what the hood made me Now I can stunt 'til my ass dead broke like Jay-Z Or put a hundred grand on e'ry nigga head that play me See I'm cool with them Hatian mob niggaz ? Tu say sapa say mavule ? and rob niggaz The media be tryin to make a nigga look bad, whassup with that? See my flick, next to bring Papi and Cat And Montana, I kill 'em with the grammar I enhanced in the slammer after bangin them hammers X whattup? (AIGHT!!) [ : 50 Cent] You don't live that, you shouldn't say that Cause what come out your mouth'll get you SHOT, DOWN Throwin your money around and we don't play that Get in our line'll get you SHOT, DOWN (nigga) We know where you hang, we know where you stay at That bullshit you on'll get you SHOT, DOWN Here's a few clips that you shouldn't play with G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you SHOT, DOWN [DMX] Aiyyo, fuck y'all niggaz talkin bout, think you playin wit? Double R, G-UNIT, the same ol' shit (WHAT!) Put the faggots in the ring, watch 'em all quit All y'all niggaz is pussy, suck my dick! Ain't nuttin but a handful of man still standin I remember 50 in a cypher when Onyx was "Slammin" (AIGHT?) Now we meet again, it's all good my nigga Back to the street again, it's all hood my nigga Knock on wood my nigga, we both walk the dog We ain't get to where we at by luck, shit was hard (AIGHT?) But once we got through the trials it's all smiles 'til a big type nigga all of a sudden get wild Now why you gotsta go and take me back to where I came from? I'ma make you remember, where you know my name from (YEA!) 45th Street, and BLAOW-BLAOW Ave. I done ran through your crew and only let off half, nigga! [Styles P] Yeah, word, yeah If your head ain't offa your shoulders (uh-huh) You ain't get shot, you got nicked nigga (just nicked) Cause if my chrome hit a piece of your bone It's gon' do more than chip, nigga (a lot more than that) Yea, what the fuck is the problem The Porsche is red the buckets is Army 30 shot handguns the gutter is starvin (yea) Niggaz like me might rush your apartment (word) Bloodstains'll fuck up your carpet, brain on the window I smell murder every time that the wind blow Tie him to the chair and then knock out his chinbone I don't want the throne or the crown, I ain't sellin up You can have the jail or the ground, you ain't in hell enough I'm the one that flood the gutters Better tap your man, and let him know P'll love to cut his And niggaz is gettin shot down, two guns up Double R, S.P. holdin D Block down |
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from Dmx - The Great Depression (2001)
*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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from Dmx - The Great Depression (2001)
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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from Dmx - It's Dark And Hell Is Hot (2000)
Somethin' new
*Stop, drop, shut 'em down open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders roll *Repeat Niggaz wanna try, niggaz wanna lie Then niggaz wonder why, niggaz wanna die All I know is pain All I feel is rain How can I maintain, with madd shit on my brain I resort to violence, my niggaz move in silence Like you don't know what are style is New York niggaz the wildest My niggaz is wit' it You want it? come and get it Took it then we split it You fuckin' right we did it What the fuck you gonna do, when we run up on you fuckin' wit' the wrong crew, don't know what we goin' thru I'ma have ta show niggaz how easily we blow niggaz When you find out there's somemore niggas, that's runnin with your niggaz Nothin' we can't handle, break it up and dismantle, light it up like a candle just cause I can't stand you Put my shit on tapes, like you bussin' grapes Think you holdin weight? Then you haven't met the Apes *Repeat (x2) Is ya'll niggaz crazy? I'll buss you and be swazy Stop actin' like a baby, mind your business lady Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you you know I'm tryin' ta get rid of you Ya I know it's pitiful That's how niggaz get down Watch why niggaz spit round Make ya'll niggaz kiss ground, just for talkin' shit clown Oh you think it's funny then you don't know me money It's about to get ugly, fuck it dog I'm hungry I guess you know what that mean, come up off that green Five niggaz or a fiend, don't make it a murder scene Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone let a dog roam and he'll find his way home Home of the brave, my home is a cage and yo I'ma slave til' my home is a grave I'ma pull paper, it's all about the papers Bitches talkin' paper then how they wanna rape us *Repeat (x2) Look what you dun started, Asked for it, you got it had it, should have shot it Now your dearly departed Get at me dog, did I rip shit with this one here I flip shit Niggaz know when I kick shit It's gonna be some slick shit What was that look for, when I walked in the door Oh you thought you was raw, boom not anymore Cause now you on the floor, wishin you never saw me walk through that door, with that 4 4 Now it's time for bed Two more to the head, got the floor red Yea that nigga's dead Another unsolved mystery, It's goin' down in history Niggaz ain't never did shit to me Bitch ass niggaz can't get to me Gots to make the move, got a point to prove Got a make'em grove, got'em all like ooh So to the next time, you hear this nigga ryhme Try to keep your mind, on gettin pussy and crime *Repeat |
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from Dmx - It's Dark And Hell Is Hot (2000)
DMX: Somethin' new
Chorus(2x): Stop, drop, shut 'em down open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders roll DMX: Niggaz wanna try, niggaz wanna lie Then niggaz wonder why, niggaz wanna die All I know is pain All I feel is rain How can I maintain, with madd shit on my brain I resort to violence, my niggaz move in silence Like you don't know what our style is New York niggaz the wildest My niggaz is wit' it You want it? come and get it Took it then we split it You fuckin' right we did it What the fuck you gonna do, when we run up on you fuckin' wit' the wrong crew, don't know what we goin' thru I'ma have ta show niggaz how easily we blow niggaz When you find out there's some more niggas, that's runnin with your niggaz Nothin' we can't handle, break it up and dismantle, light it up like a candle just cause I can't stand you Put my shit on tapes, like you bussin' grapes Think you holdin weight? Then you haven't met the Apes Chorus(2x) Is ya'll niggaz crazy? I'll buss you and be swazy Stop actin' like a baby, mind your business lady Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you you know I'm tryin' ta get rid of you Ya I know it's pitiful That's how niggaz get down Watch my niggaz spit round Make ya'll niggaz kiss ground, just for talkin' shit clown Oh you think it's funny then you don't know me money It's about to get ugly, fuck it dog I'm hungry I guess you know what that mean, come up off that green Five niggaz or a fiend, don't make it a murder scene Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone Let a dog roam and he'll find his way home Home of the brave, my home is a cage and yo I'ma slave til' my home is the grave I'ma pull capers, it's all about the papers Bitches talkin' paper then how they wanna rape us Chorus(2x) Look what you dun started, Asked for it, you got it Had it, should have shot it Now your dearly departed Get at me dog, did I rip shit with this one here I flip shit Niggaz know when I kick shit It's gonna be some slick shit What was that look for, when I walked in the door Oh you thought you was raw, boom not anymore Cause now you on the floor, wishin you never saw me walk through that door, with that 4 4 Now it's time for bed Two more to the head, got the floor red Yea that nigga's dead Another unsolved mystery, It's goin' down in history Niggaz ain't never did shit to me Bitch ass niggaz can't get to me Gots to make the move, got a point to prove Got a make'em grove, got'em all like ooh So to the next time, you hear this nigga rhyme Try to keep your mind, on gettin pussy and crime Chorus(1x) |
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from Dmx - It's Dark And Hell Is Hot (2000)
DMX: Somethin' new
Chorus(2x): Stop, drop, shut 'em down open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders roll DMX: Niggaz wanna try, niggaz wanna lie Then niggaz wonder why, niggaz wanna die All I know is pain All I feel is rain How can I maintain, with madd shit on my brain I resort to violence, my niggaz move in silence Like you don't know what our style is New York niggaz the wildest My niggaz is wit' it You want it? come and get it Took it then we split it You fuckin' right we did it What the fuck you gonna do, when we run up on you fuckin' wit' the wrong crew, don't know what we goin' thru I'ma have ta show niggaz how easily we blow niggaz When you find out there's some more niggas, that's runnin with your niggaz Nothin' we can't handle, break it up and dismantle, light it up like a candle just cause I can't stand you Put my shit on tapes, like you bussin' grapes Think you holdin weight? Then you haven't met the Apes Chorus(2x) Is ya'll niggaz crazy? I'll buss you and be swazy Stop actin' like a baby, mind your business lady Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you you know I'm tryin' ta get rid of you Ya I know it's pitiful That's how niggaz get down Watch my niggaz spit round Make ya'll niggaz kiss ground, just for talkin' shit clown Oh you think it's funny then you don't know me money It's about to get ugly, fuck it dog I'm hungry I guess you know what that mean, come up off that green Five niggaz or a fiend, don't make it a murder scene Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone Let a dog roam and he'll find his way home Home of the brave, my home is a cage and yo I'ma slave til' my home is the grave I'ma pull capers, it's all about the papers Bitches talkin' paper then how they wanna rape us Chorus(2x) Look what you dun started, Asked for it, you got it Had it, should have shot it Now your dearly departed Get at me dog, did I rip shit with this one here I flip shit Niggaz know when I kick shit It's gonna be some slick shit What was that look for, when I walked in the door Oh you thought you was raw, boom not anymore Cause now you on the floor, wishin you never saw me walk through that door, with that 4 4 Now it's time for bed Two more to the head, got the floor red Yea that nigga's dead Another unsolved mystery, It's goin' down in history Niggaz ain't never did shit to me Bitch ass niggaz can't get to me Gots to make the move, got a point to prove Got a make'em grove, got'em all like ooh So to the next time, you hear this nigga rhyme Try to keep your mind, on gettin pussy and crime Chorus(1x) |
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from Dmx - It's Dark And Hell Is Hot (2000)
Somethin' new
*Stop, drop, shut 'em down open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders roll *Repeat Niggaz wanna try, niggaz wanna lie Then niggaz wonder why, niggaz wanna die All I know is pain All I feel is rain How can I maintain, with madd shit on my brain I resort to violence, my niggaz move in silence Like you don't know what are style is New York niggaz the wildest My niggaz is wit' it You want it? come and get it Took it then we split it You fuckin' right we did it What the fuck you gonna do, when we run up on you fuckin' wit' the wrong crew, don't know what we goin' thru I'ma have ta show niggaz how easily we blow niggaz When you find out there's somemore niggas, that's runnin with your niggaz Nothin' we can't handle, break it up and dismantle, light it up like a candle just cause I can't stand you Put my shit on tapes, like you bussin' grapes Think you holdin weight? Then you haven't met the Apes *Repeat (x2) Is ya'll niggaz crazy? I'll buss you and be swazy Stop actin' like a baby, mind your business lady Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you you know I'm tryin' ta get rid of you Ya I know it's pitiful That's how niggaz get down Watch why niggaz spit round Make ya'll niggaz kiss ground, just for talkin' shit clown Oh you think it's funny then you don't know me money It's about to get ugly, fuck it dog I'm hungry I guess you know what that mean, come up off that green Five niggaz or a fiend, don't make it a murder scene Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone let a dog roam and he'll find his way home Home of the brave, my home is a cage and yo I'ma slave til' my home is a grave I'ma pull paper, it's all about the papers Bitches talkin' paper then how they wanna rape us *Repeat (x2) Look what you dun started, Asked for it, you got it had it, should have shot it Now your dearly departed Get at me dog, did I rip shit with this one here I flip shit Niggaz know when I kick shit It's gonna be some slick shit What was that look for, when I walked in the door Oh you thought you was raw, boom not anymore Cause now you on the floor, wishin you never saw me walk through that door, with that 4 4 Now it's time for bed Two more to the head, got the floor red Yea that nigga's dead Another unsolved mystery, It's goin' down in history Niggaz ain't never did shit to me Bitch ass niggaz can't get to me Gots to make the move, got a point to prove Got a make'em grove, got'em all like ooh So to the next time, you hear this nigga ryhme Try to keep your mind, on gettin pussy and crime *Repeat |
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from DMX - Grand Champ (2003)
[Chorus: repeat 2X] If I'm gonna rob, I'ma rob all night (yeah!) If I'm lookin' for something' then it's probly a fight If I'm gonna fuck bitches then they better be tight If that's dead, then the head better be right (C'mon) [Verse 1] Here we go again, fuckin right Dog man X baby, dog for life Know how this shit go, built off fights Bitch dog be like "AIGH, AIGH, AIGH" OOH, this rap shit be getting kinda hectic It's not a game nigga, cats don't respect it Real shit's been neglected for far too long Let's get it on! I jump off slugs like packages from UPS But you run when you see X Pull out the front when you see Tex POW, the light is what you see next Fuck who you listenin' to, I'm the badest Any niggaz in the industry is faggots Due alone niggaz don't want no static Whent hey say who shot J R it won't be Dalas [Chorus] [Verse 2] Y'all niggaz don't know how the dog livin' No matter what I do I keep on winnin' Can't stop me now. It's just the beginning' Gon' be there 'till the endin' In 2005 you won't know Stop, drop, open up shot, let 'em go Hit 'em with the same flow I hit 'em with before This time I'm goin' around the back door Got me like "GOD!" you niggaz is stupid Get the drum crack 4 bars, horn then loop it Same shit that you did to me, took what you did Got niggaz movin', but not institution Dog done did it again, uh uh (WHAT?) Dog is in it to win, uh huh (WHAT?) Dog did a nigga and then, uh huh (WHAT?) You thought dog was afraid? Nah ah (Come on) [Chorus] [Verse 3] My niggaz, some niggaz you don't wanna try But then again, I be that one to bust a nigga in his eye I don't give a fuck bitch all my niggaz ready to die Hit you with the things so you niggaz ready to fly You don't want no more Bring all ya got to even the score E5 is HOT? You want more? You really don't know what you're askin' for Listen old man, don't do that We all dogs over here, don't act like a cat We like, touch balls, round table with a bat Start with the cheers, "Crack, crack, crack!" [Chorus]
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from DMX - Grand Champ (2003)
[Chorus: repeat 2X] If I'm gonna rob, I'ma rob all night (yeah!) If I'm lookin' for something' then it's probly a fight If I'm gonna fuck bitches then they better be tight If that's dead, then the head better be right (C'mon) [Verse 1] Here we go again, fuckin right Dog man X baby, dog for life Know how this shit go, built off fights Bitch dog be like "AIGH, AIGH, AIGH" OOH, this rap shit be getting kinda hectic It's not a game nigga, cats don't respect it Real shit's been neglected for far too long Let's get it on! I jump off slugs like packages from UPS But you run when you see X Pull out the front when you see Tex POW, the light is what you see next Fuck who you listenin' to, I'm the badest Any niggaz in the industry is faggots Due alone niggaz don't want no static Whent hey say who shot J R it won't be Dalas [Chorus] [Verse 2] Y'all niggaz don't know how the dog livin' No matter what I do I keep on winnin' Can't stop me now. It's just the beginning' Gon' be there 'till the endin' In 2005 you won't know Stop, drop, open up shot, let 'em go Hit 'em with the same flow I hit 'em with before This time I'm goin' around the back door Got me like "GOD!" you niggaz is stupid Get the drum crack 4 bars, horn then loop it Same shit that you did to me, took what you did Got niggaz movin', but not institution Dog done did it again, uh uh (WHAT?) Dog is in it to win, uh huh (WHAT?) Dog did a nigga and then, uh huh (WHAT?) You thought dog was afraid? Nah ah (Come on) [Chorus] [Verse 3] My niggaz, some niggaz you don't wanna try But then again, I be that one to bust a nigga in his eye I don't give a fuck bitch all my niggaz ready to die Hit you with the things so you niggaz ready to fly You don't want no more Bring all ya got to even the score E5 is HOT? You want more? You really don't know what you're askin' for Listen old man, don't do that We all dogs over here, don't act like a cat We like, touch balls, round table with a bat Start with the cheers, "Crack, crack, crack!" [Chorus] |
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from Cradle 2 The Grave (크레이들 투 그레이브) by John Frizzell [ost] (2003)
Right/Wrong" - DMX THIS...IS...MY...LIFE Whatever which way they go (right and wrong) Whatever which way they go (right and wrong) Whatever which way they go (right and wrong) Whatever which way they go (right and wrong) Made me a leader before I was ready to lead Took away my hunger, but didn't give me greed Made me successful, when I just wanted to be heard Give me the light, cause all I need is the word Give me a life, that I'm responsible for I'll give him what's right, cause I'm responsible for him And into the night, I'm gonna be there with him Facing a fight, I be right there with him Ready for Heaven, cause I done been through the Hell And since I was seven, I've had a story to tell See God is great, and that's why I'm still livin' He gave to me, so I'ma keep on givin' The bravery of a man's mind is slavery Is makin me the man I was made to be I hate to see when cats know but don't spit it Right is wrong, when it's on you gon get it I wake up frustrated dog, I'm hurtin' inside Think about the brothers that put in, work and then died A certain have tried, a certain have cried When it didn't go right, you hit me like You see things ain't always what they seem to be And the reason I dream of thee is He's with me And the reason I get through things so easily Is by the grace of God cause he, see's the need to guide me Walk right beside me Because he knows what's goin on inside me, he tried me Knew where my heart was at Knew what I was thinkin Knew when I was down and out, left there mistaken Knew when to pick me up, cause it got too hard Knew when I was gonna scream out "Please God!" And you already knew that you would be there for me That's why I bring you together to give you the glory Everyday of life is a new chapter And it's already been foretold, so it's up to the soul to capture The essence of it all, the meak shall inherit the earth Destined to ride with the call from birth The true worth of a man, is not measured by what he does for hiself but What he does for someone else And if you help another, without concern for (?) What you give, you shall recieve to unfold X-Caliber The Ultimate Challenger And I, put that on my soul And, put that on my life And, everything I own And, everything I know And, everything I show is what I was meant to do Everything I told you is what I've been through And everwhere I been, I was for a reason Walk through the desert, ended up freezin Start there, end up where? And now they know...whatever which way they go Whatever which way they go (right and wrong) Whatever which way they go (right and wrong) Whatever which way they go (right and wrong) Whatever which way they go (right and wrong) Whatever which way they go (right and wrong) Whatever which way they go (right and wrong) Whatever which way they go (right and wrong) Whatever which way they go They know they gonna owe They soul to the road they choose It don't matter if you win or loose You still gotta pay them dues You still gotta pay them dues You still gotta pay them dues |
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from Dmx - Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood (1999)
Please give me the strength I need to live... Bear with me Amen We each walk the paththat we've chosen I'm ready to meet him We're I'm living ain't right Black hate white White hate black It's right back To the same fight They got us suspe |
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from Dmx - ...And Then There Was X (2000)
Let us pray
Lord Jesus it is you, who wakes me up every day And I am forever grateful for your love.. .. this is why I pray You let me touch so many people, and it's all for the good I influenced so many children, I never thought that I would And I couldn't take credit for the love they get because it all comes from you Lord; I'm just the one that's givin it And when it seems like the pressure gets to be too much I take time out and pray, and ask that you be my crutch Lord I am not perfect by a longshot -- I confess to you daily But I work harder everyday, and I hope that you hear me In my heart I mean well, but if you'll help me to grow then what I have in my heart, will begin to show And when I get goin, I'm not lookin back for NOTHIN Cause I will know where I'm headed, cause I'm so tired of the sufferin I stand before you, a weakened version of, your reflection Beggin for direction, for my soul needs resurrection I don't deserve what you've given me, but you never took it from me because I am grateful, and I use it, and I do not, worship money If what you want from me is to bring your children to you my regret is only having one life to do it, instead of two Amen |
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from Dmx - It's Dark And Hell Is Hot (2000)
I come to you hungry and tired, you give me food and let me sleep
I come to you weak, you give me strength, and that's deep You call me a sheep, and lead me to green pastures Only asking that I keep the focus, in between the chapters You give me the word, and only ask that I interpret And give me the eyes, that I may recognize the serpent You know I ain't perfect, but you'd like me to try Unlike the devil who just, wants me to lie, till i die Lord why is it that, I go through so much pain? All I saw was black, all I felt was rain. I come to you because it's, you who knows You showed me that everything was black, because my eyes were closed You gave me the light, and let me bask in your glory So it was only right, that when you ask for this story I put it together, to do our dogs some good Our dogs being, brothers and sisters in the hood Plenty of times you sent help my way, but I hid And I remember once you held me close, but I slid There was something that, I just had to see That you wanted me to see, so I could be what you wanted me to be And I think I've seen it, 'cause I don't feel the same Matter of fact I know I've seen it, I can feel the change And it's strange, almost got me beating down your door But I've never known, love like this before It's a wonderful feeling, to get away from the pain And up under the ceiling, I get away from the rain And the strain that I feel when I'm here, is gone I know real so I wipe away the tears with, a song And I almost lost faith, when you took my man Monty, Paso, and Jay's brother Dan And I fear that what I'm saying, won't be heard until I'm gone But it's all good, 'cause I'm really didn't expect to live long So if it takes for me to suffer, for my brother to see the light Give me pain 'till I die But please Lord, treat him right |
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가슴네트워크 Review :: 2003-10-23
Subject : DMX - Grand Champ (Def Jam,2003)
