Broken home's blog: "dmx music and lycis"

Just cause I love my niggas, (Ruff Ryders) I shed blood for my niggas. (Ryde or die) Let a nigga holla, "Where my niggas?" (Get down or lay down) All I wanna hear is, "Right here my niggas." (We here nigga) You won't take this from me baby! You will not take this from me baby! Ya know grrrrr My niggas some niggas that you don't wanna try My niggas some niggas that's really do or die My niggas will have you cowards ready to cry My niggas will fry my niggas will rob My niggas keep niggas on they fuckin' job My niggas know what it's like when shit gettin' hard My niggas stay pullin' you other niggas cards My niggas It's God my niggas we'll shine My niggas just knew it was a matter of time My niggas let me know to keep fuckin' with the rhymes My niggas ain't no longer livin' with crime My niggas is fine my niggas is good My niggas keep you niggas knocking on wood My niggas know how to take it back to the hood My niggas will put you down right where you stood My niggas they could my niggas they will My niggas take you straight to the back & get ill My niggas give it straight to the bank when we kill My niggas put niggas on ice til they chill My niggas is still my niggas is dogs my niggas (echoes)

Chorus(2x): What y'all want me to do Keep your shit the hardest It's about to go down Niggaz is ready to start this war that's for sure Nigga come and get it Ride and die why Cause my niggaz is wit it I want Monopoly money but I ain't even half way there Do a dirt and a nigga gotta take the backway there What it is is the biz and its dirty You'll get rich but life expectancy is about thirty Take the business to the hallways, driving up for four days On parole with warrants that'll send me back the raw way If I get caught across Jersey state lines Figure this 98 and I been runnin since 89 So that's like 9 years delinquent time You speakin crime than you know 9 years you owe it's not 9 years you gonna go No probation or parole more time doin nothin They roam to yard writin rhymes an frontin Carry niggaz greasy because I'm built like that Burry niggaz easy cause they get kilt like that If you ain't in it wit me than you in my way But either or you will respect mine And leave tech 9 and leave it for dude The realest you gonna feel is when you face your death Sorry I didn't know nigga don't even waste your breath Coppin pleas not D why you flippin Nigga know the only thing I'm really scared of is slippin Letin a nigga catch you when I got my gaurd down So I keep em up Noddin of with one eye open I can it freak but theres a time when i'm close 'em both Lead poisonin i'm a get hit with an overdose So I don't drug thing crud thangs Think I don't know a slug stains, or blood blaze Raw gun playin drama Sadness to another niggaz momma I'm a be the the one that puts you up inside the trauma These are troublesome times And the crime prevails And the dark side keeps a niggaz ass in jail Bada-boom-bada-bing some of this and some of that Gotta boogie for a minute but you know i'm coming back Chorus(2x) Try to show niggaz but I can only hope they see You a little nigga fit right up in a 6 by 3 Layin' up like this Lips sewn shut eyes closed Niggas walk past the casket damn shorty nice pose You was ballin nigga till your ass got balled out Called out by some disrespectful ass niggas that go all out I bet you thought it was real funny Until it had to get cruddy Me walkin off leavnin you with all this bloody What he gonna do when it's all over for real And the last thing you see is that steel A blast of light that's what he seein' if you blast him right Hit him in the face and hear that closed casket tight Get it right it aint nothin but endin it to a nigga Street sweeper like ahhhh! Sendin it to a nigga When you in the house you play by house 2 words you'll never here again are house lose And that's house choose it aint gonna be that Cause I can't see that Ready to get in them niggaz ass real good so where the weed at Believe that you aint going to see nothin to familiar I would tell you what to do but than I'd have to kill you And it ain't even worth it I ain't goin to build nothin So I'm just gonna let you go be that same nigga still frontin laughin and shit Like you see somethin funny but you say sound good let me see somethin money For real (Go nigga, go nigga, go nigga, go nigga nigga) Chorus(4x)

Love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches? I love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches? Love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches? I love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches? Chorus It's all good It's alright Fuck all day Fuck all night Call my bitches, cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches East to the west coast, all my bitches Yo Chickens is good for plucking So I'm stickin' bitches, fuckin' Got 'em trickin' while they suckin' Give 'em dick and they ain't buggin' I've done it all From mackin' 2 hoes, on a three-way Dominican hoes on B day Country hoes in V-A And they all say The same about my game It's tight Thats why every night A different group of bitches start a fight Over some dick that they don't even own All I'm givin' them is the bone Blowin' up a niggaz phone But ain't nobody home I'm in a zone Tryin' to do things But turns into a cruel thing Whats up girlfriend, you game? No wonder why When I leave at night It's cause I theive at night I'm leavin' bitches not breathin' right I fuck they head up with some slick shit Hit 'em off with some long dick shit Make it some quick shit, but rip shit Then I'm out, just like the trash on a thursday Knowin' she'd be givin' up the ass on the first day chorus Flocks of bitches by the dozens From sisters to cousins Got 'em doin' shit they said they wasn't Ever gonna do Like knowin' I'd fuck the bitch that she was close to Still gave up the ass and dough She was supposed to Pictures of bitches And flicks of chicks Videos with the baddest hoes, sucking dick It's the dog in me that makes me do wrong and honeys can't help but get strong Cause the game is too strong I like 'em greedy Black like edi Eyes beady Willin' to give to the needy I done ran through 'em all From around the way bitches Outta state hoes And even hitting gay bitches All I tell 'em is "let me get that" Then it's on Knock her mothafuckin' boots And then I'm gone I got the white bitches sayin' "It's a black thing" Cause I leave that hoe with no dough And plenty back pain chorus Bitches who get props Cause they know who can get got And they can get shot By the way ya niggaz flip drop Walk up in the spot Knowin' what she want Strictly When hun wants the dickly Hun comes and gets me It's amazing Does it get crazy Known to be swayze Cause thats daddy's baby i keep them hoes in check Like the government Hittin' 'em off with nothin' but the dick Snd they lovin' it Huggin' it Like it's they best friend Cause it is Word to mix Fuckin' with tricks is just biz I deal with strictly dimes Got 'em commitin' they first crimes Cause she suckin' dick for the first time And ain't no secret 'Bout how i freak it When it's sleek it Never knew how I peeped it Then creeped it That's how I know this must be that shit I tell them bitches "i'll be back" And they believe that shit chorus x4 Love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches? I love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches? (repeat x4)

Man Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all Hook: (I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh dawg I've been waitin for this moment for all my life hold on, hold on) The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under And you wonder, why I pat you on your head,and smile Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it Gotta leave you in the desert, an I hope that you make it Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you When you stand up an see that I'm just showin' love to you Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your ends Cats I fucked with are real, but hey Those are your friends Its just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know What you askin' for, did you ask for more? Should the casket door, this one here get it done you thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run Nigga died with his gun still up in the holster It is comin' in the air? Yeah its getting' closer Hook I see life through many shades of grays and blacks I could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams The devil got a hold on me an he won't let go I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion some of us may do the winnin' But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin' Is you goin up or down what have you been provin'? Jus that you a fuckin' clown Bitch seen through the bullshit, but never spoke on it An I know that deep down you really don't want it I woulda traded the chance of bein' the child with a father over talent and bein' able to survive when its harder My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife That's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at night Come on! Hook There's a lotta shit that I let slide, cuz its outta my hands Lotta niggas I let ride, but its not in my plans An a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog Families by the truckloads, fleein' them to the morgue Full moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr an growlin', shhhhhh, an prowlin' Don't know love, can't show love That means you gonna need more love than on old thug, but hold up, roll up Talkin' out the side of your mouth is what's gonna let niggas know Why you died in your house, when they lie to your spouse Told her it was suicide, but you an I Both knew the truth, for we'd never die Listen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob Cuz you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log I can smell it in the air, I can tell when its there This is hell an we both here Can you feel it? Tell me yeah I remember, I remember dont worry, how could i ever forget, it's the first time the last time, we ever met, but I know the reason why you keep your silence up, no you dont fool me the hurt doesn’t show, but the pain still grows it’s no stranger to you or me Hook (phil collins) Arf, arf Haha Aroo, arro Whoo, whoo, whoooo

[DMX] Uh yeah yeah (gunshots) Uh...grrrrrrrrr...uh...hot! Uh..arf arf arf.. [Chorus- Swizz Beatz & DMX] [DMX] The heat is on [Swizz Beatz] Are y'all really ready to fly [DMX] The heat is on [Swizz Beatz] Are y'all really ready to die [DMX] The heat is oonnnnn [Swizz Beatz] Have your mother ready to cry [DMX] The heat is on [Swizz Beatz] High [DMX] The heat is on [Swizz Beatz] You know [DMX] The heat is on what's my next move Do I stick with the score, or get with the door Feds got the drop in the back of the Uhaul Snipers on the roof chance of getting away too small Tell'em like this look, it's gonna be a shoot out Whoever make it out meet back at the new house good luck If I don't see you again peace Let's handle our business with these government police You and you go out the front you take the back You cover the first two and I'll take the sack Boomer didn't make it, neither did Stan Now it's three niggaz, splitin' four hundred grand (aight) We all feel the loss but enjoy the profit, The game is the same and nothin gonna stop it Most times you make it one time you won't All a nigga could really do is have a vest under the coat (come on) [Chorus]x2 [DMX] Me and my two mans gave money twenty grand For a scam they don't get the condo in the sand And chances of gettin' caught slim next to none Now we like three deep need that extra gun Bump into my man, I remember from up North I remember he had principles and wasn't nothin soft Off with disgust just was slow and dizzy Everybody got it aight let's get busy Run up in the bank bitch (woman screams)hit the deck Yo bust money,and get the keys off his neck (come here) We on the clock, three mintues until we finished Feds are on the way, but I'm tryin to see spinach In and out duffle bag across the back Extra large sports coat to cover up the mack Feds they attack, I spit lead out niggaz spread out Run up on a civilian in his car, made him get out [Chorus]x2 [DMX] High speed chasin, racin through the streets Death's in the air, I can taste it through the heat My partner's goin' fast I don't think he's gonna last And if he don't, I'ma hit his wife with his half But that's the type of nigga I am this ain't just rappin I made it, he didn't but ain't shit happens What can I do, but go on livin' Fleein' from the condo, I go on a ribbon Life goes on, that might sound wrong but heeyyy We all live by the rules of the game we play Day to day, death is a possibility The way I play is a fist stops you from killin' me It's too hot to be in the heat cuz it's on Too hot to be in the streets so I'm gone Go back to being discreet live long Til one day, either me or the heat is gone Come On! [Chorus]x2

[DMX] Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All of my niggas get down like wha Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All of my niggas get down like wha My dogs is dogs with official bloodline I say stop being greedy, get a plate if you want mine Why them niggas always force you to take it back to the streets Can I at least go one year without spitting the heat Motherfuckers think you sweat till your chest gets messed up Two days later he's dressed up, let him rest up He ain't going nowhere, no time soon Remember high noon, last thing he heard was BOOM Can I gets some room, or do I have to make me a path break you in half, fake niggas make me laugh Yall niggas is funny, still talking about money And ain't got none, get the shotgun cause you hungry It's about to get ugly when the lights is out One, two, three, Hooo, that's three strikes, you're out His ninth was out, I think they found it filling his head He in the bag, and I'm over here killing his men Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All of my niggas get down like wha Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All of my niggas get down like wha Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All of my niggas get down like wha Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All of my niggas get down like wha I no longer see the shadows that once kept me strong And I'm starting to get that same feeling that kept me raw Can't afford to trust niggas, cause niggas lust figures Plus niggas scared to bust niggas, rush niggas Doing it with the heat, and ain't killing nothing but time Fucking with the streets you ain't feeling nothing but mine Tired of hearing niggas rhyme and don't say shit Fuck is on a niggas mind, why don't they quit Sucking my dick, looking for something new Let you man hold something, with your whole something crew You know how niggas do, we don't forget shit If you were there when it's thin, then you there when it's thick No hitchhikers, fuck that, the ride was rough And if you a nigga that was with us, then that was rough A lot of niggas that is with us, ain't cried enough So now when niggas come and get us we fires them up Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All of my niggas get down like wha Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All of my niggas get down like wha Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All of my niggas get down like wha Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All of my niggas get down like wha Motherfucker, thought that the X would stop But I got niggas like 'Yo, who's the next to drop' From his camp get the stamp, the grand champ, it's official Think when you die, how many's gonna miss you Lean over in your casket and kiss you Send you on your way with a blessing And pray that another learned a lesson Smith and Wesson ended moneys life, now moneys wife's a widow 'Gave it to him full blast', nah dog just a little Besides rap, I don't talk, but make plenty of moves I'll murder ten of you fools, before your ready to choose You either win or you lose, and I 'luh' to win Even if it means I got to shed blood again Keep a bank account doubling but don't hate me Really thought that's what you said, would either make me or break me No, and it don't take me long to write Matter of fact I think I'll drop another song tonight Come on! Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All of my niggas get down like wha Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All of my niggas get down like wha Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All of my niggas get down like wha Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All of my niggas get down like wha

DMX Believe me, when I say Before light, there was dark [Mary J. Blige] If I don't know where I'm coming from, where would I go? If I don't know where I'm coming from, where would I go? (gotta keep it real with me) If I don't know where I'm coming from, where would I go? (So the hell with you) If I don't know where I'm coming from, where would I go? (I think I'm going to the top) [DMX] Places that I've have been, things that I have seen What you call a nightmare, are what I have as dreams Bad as that may seem, I know it's only going to get worse Love, a slug, which one am I gonna get first? My journey's been a rough one, I'm not sure when it began But the way it's looking, I kind of know when it's gonna end Spread love, hold me down baby, it's gonna be a rough ride Niggas give us plenty of room, cause I guess enough died Let me travel, cause my intentions are to travel in peace Fuck around I lay you down, you hit the gravel and cease I could be a beast, or I could be a gentleman But if you ain't my dog, you gonna be like 'Oh, it's him again' Niggas will never win, this whole rap game is mine Hot as you ever been, I was that in eighty nine Seek and you shall find, look within and you will know Where you coming from, and where you gotta go Chorus [DMX] I will spend mad time in one spot, plotting my next move Trying to figure out why is it, that X do what X do Some questions go unanswered, that's what I'm afraid of Sometimes I can't show, but I know what I'm made of They made love, or should I say they made lust Found there didn't have to be love there, cause they made us I got quite a few sisters, I was the only boy But being with my dog, was my only joy Like a kid with a new toy, I forgot about the grime Escaped the misery, didn't think about the crime Lost all track of time, was in another world Everybody knew Earl, but there was another Earl Like the side of the dark, riding the park but wouldn't wanna Stayed too far but when they jumped me, became a good runner One by one they all went under, so I had the last laugh They all thought it all was a joke, but I had the last laugh Chorus [DMX] Come on! [DMX] I feel the ghost from within, coming back to haunt me Stay loving my peoples, even though they don't want me When I was bad, I was forgotten, like I was dead and rotten Should've been getting love, but instead was plotting Shit wasn't right, and it was all blamed on me Didn't know that I was special till this rap shit came to be Gave me a way out, showed me it was better to teach Than bust niggas with the .44 leave them dead in the streets Over beef that was worth less, than the cost of the slugs That I bought to kill them And that's because I thought I ought to kill them Little did I know, death wasn't right Didn't always show every breath was a life That was to be captured in suspended animation To be felt by all, understood by every nation What's the sense of hating, when I can show love? What's the sense of faking, when I can show blood? Chorus

Uhh! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! Come on, uhh, uhhh huhhh But they don't hear me though Uhh, but they don't hear me though, uhh, but they don't but they don't... I got blood on my hands and there's no remorse I got blood on my dick cuz I fucked a corpse I'm a nasty nigga when u pass me nigga look me in my eyes Tell me to my fuckin face that u ready to die U be a dead mutha fucka red mutha fucka Don't be stupid you heard what I said mutha fucka Who shot u ohhh nigga like u don't know Stickin you for your doe while I'm fuckin your broke ho Yo don't u get the picture niggaz can't touch me Cuz I don't give a fuck G I'll get u touched B I got choice ripple my slug'll take apart a door And enuf crazy niggaz behind me to start a war So what u want nigga help me is about your best When I'm fed Red Cross couldn't clean up the mess And a vest will do nothin but make u look a little thicker Cuz in the dark u ain't nothin but a lil nigga But if you've been thinkin about that shit u did You wouldn't have brought the joint wit u kid Now I might have to get u kid and split your wig wit a machedi I bring beef to niggaz and string them out like spaghetti U ain't ready nor can u stand how I'm bringin it I'm givin it is how I'm livin it so I'm swingin it Red dot on your head cuz you's in mid range Red dot on your chest opens up your rib cage Chorus I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole thru (x 4) Now if your heart wuz as big as your mouth you'd be real But it's not so I know if u get knocked you'll squeal Like a bitch cuz u iz a bitch and always been a bitch And u know how niggaz do a bitch we run up in a bitch Put somethin in a bitch nigga do u know nigga do u owe me Figure you could blow me well i'ma let this trigga feel u homey That niggaz got to be smokin somethin thinkin u chokin somethin Fuckin around wit me you'll be a broken somethin I'm out for blood wit the crips at war How much shit could u talk wit your lips on the floor Pussy niggaz make me itch so I scratch you's a bitch So I snatch up your face fake ass bitch so I scratch u Yeah.. There was a time when I would have jumped up and choked this nigga But now I'm on some shit like.. Yo.. smoke this nigga I'm bout to find out how much guts u got before I spill em Somebody come and get this mutha fucka before I kill em Ahhh!.. fresh out the asylum I'm wylin Yall niggaz know the phone number for help u best ta dial them 9-1-1 emergency the urgency We'll have witnesses seein what the surgeon see How far u gonna get wit your dome split fool Or catch your man slippin cuz he think this shit cool But it ain't so I paint the walls wit his blood Another dick in the mud nigga what! Chorus Ahh you u know who this is for, they let the doggs in the door (x 2) Chorus

Jay! Fuck that This is it right here baby! You know what it is [Jadakiss] Yo, I used to have bad luck Now you might see me in a Jag truck Mad stuck either with a dime or a bad duck Double R T with the matchin bandana 38-snub blue steel with no hammer And I see all ya niggaz tryin to glance at the Kiss Cuz I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist Phonin your women, drunk off Corona's and lemon And you know I'm still right in the main Light in the green I need to bug it even though I look right in the beam Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails Niggaz floss on their album, try to boost their sales We put our pies on the table when our eyes on a label Cuz them rednecks up in the mountains will try to slay you Call me raspy tell you what I want you to know Fuck what you ask me you probably don't want me to blow I got a lot of horsepower so I'm able to skip Usually a good nigga even though I'm able to flip You pay 30 for the 'Kiss, 100 for The L.O.X> And if we coo', then I write a hook for a drop Whatever's in the bank is my bet A zebu's my pet And get in the bed and with the legs then that [Sheek Louch] Aiyyo, when my gun bust send niggaz to the fish like swanson and New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson I put fear in y'all heads Sheek Louch type a nigga that gasoline yall beds And that's warning If you all alive in the morning, that's fine Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully mine I want PC, see me tuck in your chains I got niggaz my pops say that lifestyle ain't changed It's like wake up move a brick half-of-a-slow Make car money check with Sheek go fuck with a hoe I rock a waste slim mink do-rag under my fitted And I don't need rework waves, Timbs be halfway new That Sheek in the dresser club cuz I don't fuck with shoes And from a nigga's life, I swear to the Bible, let it be told I put 30 in your head, all in the same hole Cuz we all got the same goal and you tryin to tamper with mine Don't make me mothafuckin leave you with some shit in your spine Fuck with me, you be a was nigga Nigga was dope Nigga was gettin money before I extorted your coke What, you crazy? [Styles] Aiyyo, catch me with a 38, box and shells In a 98 Lincoln eatin pasta shells Order to go, always got a box of L's Blow, stay on the low Get a Henney and swig I Penuro so I hate a snake, rat, or a pig I pop shit cuz I'm the second best, the first was B.I.G. Y'all niggaz is sonned out, let me speak to your father Cuz I like to play chess and I swing the revolver If I don't like a nigga, I don't even be bothered I spit, I'm just a crooked nigga goin legit You hold your nine if you holdin a brick Common sense, that drama, you hit the Bahamas, get bent L.O.X. get respect like Sunny from Bronx Tale Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder cartel Thirsty to live all y'all niggaz eager to die I tell all my niggaz ride You won't leave with a dime, motherfuckers [Jay-Z] Yeah, yeah, I'm a monster Sleep whole winters, wake up and spit summers Ghetto nigga puttin up Will Smith numbers Surrounded by 6's and Hummers Bitches among us Try not to let this bullshit become us This started from hunger, tell it all when they sane Now bitches notice the chains now that I've hit my number The chickens I twisted see the digits unlisted The beeper done change You dead bitch, the Reaper done came I suggest niggaz stop speakin my name Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the rain I keep creepin, streets keep watchin I keep poppin Niggaz is hot heads and the bullets is heat-seekin Jay flow pesos chase hoes NOT I just circle around the block in a drop Tell them to jump through the top Where the sun roof used to be I could see y'all not used to me Nigga flows like none other I'm the meanest, toughest Don Dutta, the gun butt ya You the type that bust a lot of shots and none touch ya I'm the type that get excited when the gun touch ya Motherfuckers [DMX] I'm headed nowhere fast run in the place gun in my waste Niggaz wanted to taste but wouldn't come to my face So what that mean you cats is playin games again So what I do start namin names again(what!) All you motherfuckers know that I speak from the heart(uh!) Play like you dunno and L.O.X. is gonna bark We can take it there but to make it fair, get some mo niggaz Styles, Sheek, Jay we comin with like 4 niggaz(aight!) Y'all niggaz besta stop playin It'd be the ones you forgotten about That'll get you shot in your mouth *ARF! ARF!* Got my dogs covered Plus it's all gravy like chicken when it's smothered It's dark and I LOVE IT! get him, boy let him loose You want it with the dogg, let the gun, let him shoot

Uhh Swiss beats (Uhh uhh) Nigga, ryde or die (uhh uhh uhh) DMX what what (uhh uhh uhh) [Chorus - DMX] Ain’t no way you’re gonna stop my flow Ain’t no way ya niggaz you just don’t know But niggaz is about to go oh no oh no Ain’t no way you’re gonna stop my shine Ain’t no way you niggaz wanna stop mine Ya niggaz must be out yo mind, I don’t know why What the fuck is you niggaz pressin me for I saw more ass than a ho and you stressin the raw If I was testin your jaw, maybe then you would respect me But you can’t respect me cuz you dont even know me Nigga check me (come on) I’m that motherfucker that’ll put you to sleep, while you sleepin Red dot from a hundred feet, you just knew you was creepin Bad decisions lead to last decisions Fast collision, now yo ass is missin (what) Take it over there now you bring it back to the streets Have you forgotten what it means when a dog shows his teeth? Let me break it down for you he’s about to attack you Still standin here faggot? You must want me to smack you You ain’t been there or done that, fuck is y’all niggaz tellin me I’m the only nigga, walkin the streets with four felonies But peep this, I see shit is hard, niggaz is strugglin Leave rap alone for little while, go back to hustlin [Chorus] Give it to niggaz just how they give it to, me Hit ‘em in they rhymes because I’m an M,C Been a lot of places most niggaz won’t, see That’s why I’m at a level that y’all niggaz won’t, be Let your man hold somethin now he want, more You ain’t no fuckin killer what was the front, for It was a time when the world was at your front, door Now they change places niggaz want, raw Niggaz laugh at me and was mad at me Cuz the way life was goin had to be a, tragedy But after me, it’s over, I’ma take the whole verse I’m tryin to keep it real that’s why I let y’all niggaz go first But you look a gift horse right in the mouth Didn’t appreciate what you got when you got it so if I see it, I’ma dot it Where to hide it you gotta car better drive it The fuck up outta here and hope and pray I don’t pull up along side it COME ON [Chorus] Niggaz don’t know so I gotta flip It seem they’ve forgotten how dark it could get Barks like a pit scratch when I hit We both know you pussy but you stay talkin shit What I’ma have to do dog, run up in yo rest Catch you while you comfortable put one up in yo chest One up in yo vest of course they the hollows And blown away today you just lost tomorrow I’ma go platinum (nah) you gots to be kiddin WHY Make it double platinum, no bullshittin And I’ma stay flippin flows, rippin shows Strippin ho’s, gettin dough lettin' go And nigaz know, who the best is The dog, DMX is the rest is or might as well be helpless Im wreckless cuz when I wreck shit I might snatch a niggaz necklace Then go from like midnight to breakfast COME ON [Chorus]