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DMX - Down Bottom

[Juve] Mmmm hmmmmm
[Drag] Ha ha hah

Oh! Damn, now bop to this
Yeah, uhh, uhh, y′all know what this is (flame on)
Juvenile, Drag-On (flame on)
And now.. Swizz Swizz Beats, yea!

[Drag-On]
Me and my niggaz done licked shots, even done hit cops
Betcha niggaz can′t wait til my shit drop
Treat you like your momma, give you lip a pop
Nigga you don′t want my clip to drop
Cause that means I′m empty, and you′re full of it
Check what the bullet did
Missiles gonna hit you get you, rip through tissue
Shoot another rhyme just cause I missed you
I make plus cash, you little niggaz can′t fuck wit Drag
Got the chain out, so his muscle grabs
Nigga fuck that, you better bust back
′fore ya monkey-ass land where the dust at
Ride like the girl but you can′t trust cash
Spit line of fire and he can′t touch black
All you can do is cuss back
in your weak raps bout how you bust gats
Nigga we don′t need that, I don′t care about your feedback
Y′all niggaz don′t feed Drag
Til a motherfucker pull out, bust a bullet out
in the safe house, nigga where the keys at
Nigga where the stash at, nigga where the weed at
Nigga pass that ′fore I pull my trigger
Matter fact where the ass at, cause I got the "Rough Rider"
and I ain′t talkin bout my niggaz
Cause nigga we can go hoe for hoe, toe to toe, blow for blow
and when you feel your nose crack
That mean I broke that, I fill a po′-po′ wit a flame thrower
like I told yo′ befo′ ya know umm - you can′t handle
You can put me on wax but my fire burn candles
And who that nigga Ruff Rydin, Drag-On
Y′all niggaz and Southsiders

[Chorus: Drag-On + Various (repeat 2X)]

Do y′all niggaz bust y′all guns?
(Hell yeah we bust our guns!!)
Do y′all fuck them til they cum?
(Damn right we make them cum!!)
It′s for the North (HEY) South (HEY)
East (HEY) West (HEY)
Ruff Ryders gonna show y′all niggaz who ride the best

[Juvenile]
Hmmmm, hmmmmmmmm
In the late night, we be cockin high and givin you stage fright
Yo head might explode, when I bust with the lead pipe
Now say it right, Juvenile, HE tight
Stay hype, now page Mike and make sure he got all the yea, aight?
I′m tired of you niggaz, be thinkin that you usin me
Runnin with them petty-ass niggaz lookin like fools to me
I′m workin wit some change aiy
And aint afraid to put fifty up on ya brain yay
You bout warrin over yo′ people I′m the same yay
Look, I′ma have somebody sayin that′s the shame yay
But if them people come they ain′t gon′ give no names yay
Play with the number one stun′na don′t play no games yay
Come outside and see nothin but camouflage and bricks
Them gather up boys strapped with cannons
tryin to knock off yo′ shit, you stanky bitch
I′ll Ruff Ryde your ass then, Cash in for Money
Juven′ ain′t gettin nuttin ha ha hah that shit is funny

[Chorus]

[Drag-On]
When my niggaz get knocked we gonna bail them out
When it come to my gun my shells is out
You better get the message, cause I done mailed it out
that I′ma bang it like a hammer and I′ma nail the South
East West, and write letters for my niggaz up North
My guns made in China, so you better dust off
Comin to getcha, you gon′ bleed ketchup, I always got cheddar
I never ass bet ya, and I won′t even sweat ya
You won′t roll four and better
My dough is never low, but if Drag is down on his last
I′ma reach in my sweater, bet my Baretta
Make a nigga feel the heat in the cold weather
Can′t stand a nigga hype, throw me his bitch
Bitch come to my shit, you betta come get her
Be like a dog with a bone I run with her
Y′all make me so tired
Y′all niggaz still rappin like you don′t know my flow is fire
and y′all ain′t got ya suits, ain′t got ya boots
Probably gotta gun that ain′t never shoot
When we come you better hope they don′t name you
Cause like two sticks rubbin I′ll flame you
Don′t try to be me cause I ain′t you
′fore I have your spirit with the angels
My shorty keep a gun on the ankles
Wanna fuck? Watch out she′ll bang you
cause I taught her well, y′all players better haul to hell
But you niggaz couldn′t borrow a belt
Whoever wit you is goin to jail
Do you niggaz bust your guns? Oh you ain′t bustin none, huh?
You wanna fuck em til they cum, huh?

Drag-On, Juvenile, Double R, what you want huh?

[Chorus 2X]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:23

DMX - It′s all good

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

Its all good
Its alright
Fuck all day
Fuck all night
Call my bitches, cause wherever I go, yall my bitches
East to the west coast, all my bitches

Yo
Chickens is good for plucking
So Im stickin bitches, fuckin
Got em trickin while they suckin
Give em dick and they aint buggin
Ive 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
Its tight
Thats why every night
A different group of bitches start a fight
Over some dick that they dont even own
All Im givin them is the bone
Blowin up a niggaz phone
But aint nobody home
Im 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
Its cause I theive at night
Im 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 Im out, just like the trash on a thursday
Knowin shed 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 wasnt
Ever gonna do
Like knowin Id 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
Its the dog in me that makes me do wrong
? ? cant 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 its on
Knock her mothafuckin boots
And then Im gone
I got the white bitches sayin its 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
Its amazing
Does it get crazy
Known to be swayze
Cause thats daddys 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 its 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 aint no secret
bout how I freak it
When its sleek it
Never knew how I peeped it
Then creeped it
Thats how I know this must be that shit
I tell them bitches Ill 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)

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:23

DMX - Aint No Way

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
Then die 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
Let me ramble on for little while, go back to hustlin

[Chorus]

Give it to niggaz just how they give it to, me
Hit ′em in a rhyme because I′m a 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 to get force right in the mouth
Didn′t appreciate what you got when you got it so if I see it, I′ma tot 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 mess
Catch you while you comfortable put one up in yo chest
One up in yo vest of course pay 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 let me go
And nigaz know, who the best is
The dog, DMX is the rest is or might as well be helpless
I wreck this cuz when I wreck shit
I might snatch a niggaz necklace
Then go from like midnight to breakfast
COME ON

[Chorus]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:23

DMX - Dope Money

What, what?
(This goes out to the general public)
Yo.. you over there Styles? - Yeah dog
(Anybody sleepin on us)
Second album nigga - two guns up nigga
Real L.O.X. - blaze!
"We Are the Streets" nigga, y′all know who the best
(C′mon) Fuck y′all niggas wanna do - what, what?
(Let′s go)

[Verse One]
Couldn′t live the life I live (yo why′s that)
I could die any minute, I get high every minute
Fuckin with snake niggas, and sleepin with foul bitches
Came through in the latest whip with two pounds in it
Pull over where the hustlers be (and why′s that)
Cause I get chills when you talk of hustlin ki′s
So I′m always where the powder be at (what it mean)
I can blow five bricks to ten in an hour if that
Stay away from where the cowards be at (why′s that)
Time is money god, and you can′t get an hour back
Or I would do it again to get the power back
Have Godfather status, make niggas bow to that
You could all shine and glitter and keep the ones
Fives and tens, for twenties and up, we dummy it up
Make a lot of money, look bummy and what
Cause money aint shit, respect is everything
So if I kill niggas dead, don′t ask me shit
I smoke blunts to the head, so don′t pass me shit
I′d rather die from a bullet, than a nasty bitch
They say the good die young, all that mean to me
is that the hood die young, we call it the last days
What you know about coppin a house to fight pits in
Or blowin weed smoke on the cops that write tickets
Henny iy up, shit we can semi it up
Have a picture of you on the wall, ′In Memory Of′
Stay in sync with the hood, gray minks with the hood
We tryin′ to get money like chinks in the hood
They ask me how I′m doing now - I tell ′em better than them
And if your man front - he can get eleven in him
And if you told them once - then you better tell him again
Ay yo, now let′s see
Who you know fuckin with Sheek Luc, Jadakiss, and S.P.

[Chorus: The L.O.X.]

From dope money to rap money, back to dope money (C′mon)
From loaded guns to empty ones, over dope money (Let′s go)
We got the car house and the smoke, with the dope money (C′mon)
All my niggas that died, over dope money (Let′s go)
Bust your nine niggas, side by side niggas (C′mon)
If we get the RICO law, we go run and hide niggas (Let′s go)
Death is the only thing that might divide niggas (C′mon)
So don′t fuck around with them Ryde or Die niggas (Let′s go)

[Verse Two]
Basically speakin, all I know your face will be leakin
I rap full time and still pump bass on the weekend
A nigga hoppin all over the map - and what you learned
That niggas with long paper take longer to crack
That′s why every chance I buy me a gat
Why you rather buy you a chain - I aim at your brain
Nigga, robbery is all we know, so how we gon go broke
when we could always take all y′all dough
And then fly out to Cuba and get in the coke fields
Die off the buddha, fifty with fifty mill
Bring drama cause Gianconna got Kennedy killed
If you come through in a jet, then you frontin to us
Cause when the coke price was up - it was nuthin to us
We got blocks full of heroin - weed and dust
Seen bullets pop off - cause of greed and lust
And when the big dogs die - who gon feed the pups
My niggas is here, so you know the circle is tight
I circle the block, and cut off the lights - pray to Christ
And when the cops come, we don′t care, we got shotguns
And niggas with the most ice, get the hot ones
Stay on your job, nigga I′ma stay on mine
And if I lose my voice nigga, I′ma flow online
And by next year, we should have a thousand guns
Nigga Ruff Ryde, Ryde or Die Volume One

[Chorus]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:22

DMX - A ′Yo Kato

[DMX]

Uh......This should go out to my dawg Kato....rest in piece baby....he′s the kingpin

[Chorus DMX]

Dawgs that i called my friends
Praying for all my friends
Things i do for my friends
We miss you, A′Yo! Kato!

[Verse 1]

Started of two dawgs wit the same goals
Nuttin but two dawgs walkin the same road
Two different cultures, but had the same heart
Enjoyed seein the light, but lived in the dark
5th album bumped heads in the parking alot
Was a pride brother, didnt like to bark alot
Came correct, when he came, he gained respect
So i gave respect, we shared the same respect
Two names in wreck now on the circles
Two brothers with good heart, but if you start, two brothers that will hurt you
You know how that dirt, hittin four corners
Earh! Earh! Earh! Earh!, right back upon us
God tried to warn us but sometimes we dont see
When i first heard im like "this cant be, yall niggaz is buggin
Got the wrong information or suttin, please tell me that these niggaz is frontin
God No"

[Chorus DMX (Magic)]

Dawgs that i called my friends
Praying for all my friends
Things i do for my friends
We miss you,(We miss) A′Yo! (you) Kato! (Kato)
Dawgs that i called my friends
(We Miss) Praying (You) for (Kato) all my friends
Things I do for my friends
We miss you,(We miss) A′Yo! (you) Kato! (Kato)

[Verse 2]

If its ok, let me kick it wit you for a minute
There left unsaid dawg we wasnt finished
Never got to say thank you for bein a friend
Dawgs! for Life! and you, will role to the end
Held dawg down didnt let a day go by
Everytime dawg came to the shy (what!)
I was good, trips out to Phoenix with the scrambling squad
If i come back to Phoenix im like, damn its hard
To accept the fact (Uh), that you wont be comin back (Uh)
But i hope your comin back (Uh), cause i wont accept the fact (Uuhh!)
When you came to New York, You had to come to the crib
And vise-versa (Yeah!), thats just how we did
Remote-contol cars (What!), we would race all day
It was adventure, we would chase all day (Yeah!)
So im not gon say good-bye ma nigga (uh uh)
Instead i would rather (Rather) focus on the time we spent together
Thats what matters (for real)

[Chorus DMX (Magic)]

Dawgs that i called my friends
Praying for all my friends
Things i do for my friends
We miss you,(We miss) A′Yo! (you) Kato! (Kato)
Dawgs that i called my friends
(We Miss) Praying (You) for (Kato) all my friends
Things I do for my friends
We miss you,(We miss) Kato! (you) Kato! (Kato)

[Verse1]

I need you to save me a spot next to you and the Lord (Aight)
I dont know when im comin but keep checkin the door (Aight)
But while im here, knock on wood
I′ll make sure your kids remember who they farther was and Val is good (aight!)
Understood how real niggaz move, we dont talk (We dont talk)
But you gon′ always have family in New York, believe that (Yeah)
Where you at you can see that
We dawgs for life and in death and i mean that, Vato

[Chorus DMX (Magic)]

Dawgs that i called my friends
Praying for all my friends
Things i do for my friends
We miss you,(We miss) A′Yo! (you) Kato! (Kato)
Dawgs that i called my friends
(We Miss) Praying (You) for (Kato) all my friends
Things I do for my friends
We miss you,(We miss) Kato! (you) Kato! (Kato)

Yo........Where The Hood at is bangin right now man.....
That was your favourate joint baby (We miss you Kato)
Its goin just like we thought it would baby......
(We miss you Kate) Ye.......(We Miss you Kato).......

we miss you kato

we miss you kato

we miss you kato

I′ll always love you Kato

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:22

DMX - Don′t You Ever

[DMX]
Don′t do it dog, it′s just not worth it
Uhh.. grrrrrr.. what the fuck have they done?
Arf! Arf!
[Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)]

Now don′t you ever (fuck around)
Now don′t you ever (fuck around)
Nigga don′t you ever (fuck around)
Now don′t you ever (fuck around)

[DMX]
Aiyyo I got a mean flow that′ll drown niggaz, put down niggaz
Can′t stand to be around niggaz if they clown niggaz
How many times must I break the same niggaz off somethin dumb
so we know, where the fuck I′m comin from?
Gun and ones, watch a black nigga turn purple
with this fo′-pound, I bust mo′ rounds, in the circle
The nigga that try is the same nigga that fry
So whenever there′s a beef gets in the way that he die
I′m Evil, like Keneival, faggot I′ll leave you
like I shoulda did your peoples before they could conceive you
How′s a buck-fifty sound, for a quick ass cut?
Here′s a flasback, I fuckin blow your bitch-ass up
And it′s no problem, handlin a nigga with a death wish
Leave him breatheless, and hit his wife with a dead fish
Must I show this nigga, I can throw this nigga, I′ll blow this nigga
You can get it too, because your nose is bigger

[Chorus]

[DMX]
I get pumped, just like a bodybuilder
And it′s been more than a couple of times my pump shottie spilt a
nigga′s guts on the door, because he wanted more
than he could stand, now him and his man is on the floor
That′s what you get for talkin shit you shouldn′ta got me started
You motherfuckers never wanted nuttin, but you got it
I shit on niggaz like a toilet, cause all it, takes
is a second for ? to get hectic so call it
How you want it? Punk bitch talkin junk bitch
Fuck around and you′ll be found in a trunk bitch
Niggaz is off-brand like no frills
And I got mo′ skills to show my fo′ kills, my fuckin fo′ thrills
Got some cold shit, have you like - "Oh shit!" Don′t laugh money
When I′m done with this nigga, I′m gettin in yo′ shit
Break niggaz, especially fake niggaz over dumb shit
with one hit, watch the dum-dum split this bum′s shit

[Chorus]

[DMX]
Fuckin see some cats thinkin the worst
Dumb cats, them cats sleep in a hearse
Where yo′ guns at? Run that, see a nigga thirst
Been there, done that, and did it first
Nigga can′t tell me shit about this
And I keep somethin that′ll hit if I miss
One thing a nigga stay with is hot shit
Got this, what you cats want? Not this
I constantly gots to remind young niggaz
Uh-uhh, don′t do that, some niggaz
think cause I ain′t killed a nigga this week
that shit is sweet
Fuck around, you′ll be dead in the street
Red with a sheet, over the corpse
Shit is deep, so I shed a tear, over the loss
If you creep, then you niggaz′ll roll with the force
Shoulda paid that money that you owed to the boss

[Chorus]

[DMX]
Uh-huh
Don′t do it dog, it′s just not worth it
Please heh, for your sake, hehehe
Y′know? C′mon!

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:22

DMX - Do That Shit

[Eve: Verse 1]
Uh
Sick when she rock shit, stop when block shit
Never try to run when she pull back the cock shit
Stop, drop, shut ′em down open up shop shit
Got ′em goin′ crazy, wonderin′ when they could cop shit
First lady, Ruff Ryder, honey got the hot shit
Star-bound, money now, for jet-black drop shit
Eve guarantee, betcha′ niggaz wanna pop this
Little kids be behind me screamin′ out, "Can you stop miss?!!"
I know they daddy′s fiendin′, daydreamin′ bout me topless
Real bitches listen while they ride around and knock my shit
Try not to move ya head, come on now, stop it
Hustle nigga betty take yours quicker than coke profit
′Cuz I can double it, and put
Bitch on bitch, brick on brick, stich on stich, who you fuckin wit?
Not me, can′t a nigga or bitch stop me
You hatin′ mothafuckas line up for your first copy

[Chorus]
[Nokio]
Y′all fuckin′ with the right ones, UHH
Role it up and just lite some, UHH
Where my niggaz with the big guns?
And when you smoke that shit it′s like, "WHOA!!WHOA!!"
[Eve]
Y′all fuckin′ with the right ones, UHH
Role it up and just lite some, UHH
Where my niggaz that take ones?
′Cuz when we smoke that shit it′s like "WHOA!!WHOA!!"

[Verse 2: Eve]
Uh, yo
Start the beef, hold up, ran when we roled up
Tough guy, wanna try ya luck? Betcha′ fold up
Ask around partner, got this whole shit sewed up
Gotcha′ cryin′ like, "Man I wanna blow up!!"
Cowards make me sick, swere to god I wanna throw-up
Answer in a session with me? You better flow tough
Offended? Don′t agree with what i′m sayin′ nigga? So what?
Now I gotta teach you respect, you better slow up
Question, ′Can she really hold it down?′ (sure enough)
Philly′s where she from, but when she smoke, she like to go Dutch
You know what? Quick to take the next man shyne
Quick to make him start bitchin′ make the next man whine
Fuckin babies!! Go ahead and lay down, it′s nap-time
Same shit you spittin′, heard it in your last rhyme
Ain′t to much thatchu′ could do, so that′chure skills could pass mine
Car eer fineto, here′s some dough, go watch a peep show

[Chorus]
[Nokio]
Y′all fuckin′ with the right ones, UHH
Role it up and just lite some, UHH
Where my niggaz with the big guns?
And when you smoke that shit it′s like, "WHOA!!WHOA!!"

[Eve]
Y′all fuckin′ with the right ones, UHH
Role it up and just lite some, UHH
Where my niggaz that take ones?
′Cuz when we smoke that shit it′s like "WHOA!!WHOA!!"

[Verse 3: Eve]
What me to talk crazy, shit, my moms made me
And all ya′ll niggas can do is *???spend a paybie???*
Ain′t gonna never change, do anything for bricks
Call my celly to come get you while I pass you in your Range
Nigga ride ya shotgun in the car wit′ your friends
And what the fuck you wanna do? But wanna blow out your brains?
Clown, I spot ′em from the time you buy me a drink
Instantly I get a vision of diamond studded links, and full ink minks
And little doggies dyed pink
′Cuz I know ya wanna spend your last, before you even think
If you know somethin′, speak the shit, I can keep a secret
To me, the niggas with the most money, is the cheapest
Wanna give me money off the book? Daddy you can keep it
That′s why they got the most sites, and in the most fights
And walk with big brolic niggas thats protectin′ they life
If you know you pussy nigga, take off the ice

[Chorus]
[Nokio]
Y′all fuckin′ with the right ones, UHH
Role it up and just lite some, UHH
Where my niggaz with the big guns?
And when you smoke that shit it′s like, "WHOA!!WHOA!!"

[Eve]
Y′all fuckin′ with the right ones, UHH
Role it up and just lite some, UHH
Where my niggaz that take ones?
′Cuz when we smoke that shit it′s like "WHOA!!WHOA!!"

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:20

DMX - Catz Don′t Know

Uh, it′s that real shit yo
Grrr!

[1] - Can′t stop
Gotta eat
Stepping on, my feet
Spread love, think it′s sweet
Uh, uh, uh all you catz don′t know

[Repeat 1]

Yeah baby, shit′s about to jump off and
Lookin′ for the bus to bring in my man from up north
Been like three years since when got knocked
Since he got caught
Punked up like five new blocks, holding down for it
Kept a nigga straight with money in the books
And them bitches is crooks who look out for other crooks
Took him shopping, money in his pocket is straight
Dropped him off at the wife′s crib after we ate
Our estate was the next move for me
Had to make that nigga chill for at least two to three months
Cause when it′s on, it′s on
He didn′t care
It′s like slow down baby
The money ain′t going nowhere
Keep in touch though and show how much your ass is with it
The dope flow is there and in a minute you can get it (come on)
You gotta watch a nigga just coming home in a game
Cause on the low we may just be trying to go against the grain

[Repeat 1 (2x)]

I never figured this nigga would pull this shit that he pulled
What is strange is the change that niggaz go through
When they′re locked down and really can′t hack it
A motherfucker like me handles a bid like a jacket
Strap it on my back, niggaz ain′t built like me
And by the end, niggaz was like "Yo, why you killed Mike, D?"
Wasn′t me, but yeah he had it coming to him
Used to be my dog, so I let my cousin do him
Sent him out of state with like half a brick down to my spot in VA
Cause the money comes quick
Half of that got fucked up before I even got the check in on him (damn)
But things happen so I really wasn′t wreckin′ on him (damn)
Got him up out of there and sent him down a little further
Ain′t heard from him in two months, murder, murder
And from the next flight thinking I might have to steal something
This hungry shit will make a nigga wanna kill something (come on)

[Repeat 1 (2x)]

Listen, money is missing and it′s hectic (what?)
Found the safe, checked it
Shit looks detected (what?)
Just what I expected when I got no word from him
Asked around but ain′t nobody heard from him (uh-huh)
But money talks and most niggaz is snakes
So it wasn′t long before his man was ready to take
Me to where he was at, checked my gat
Threw in a four clip, pumped myself up
Cause I can′t go for that bullshit (come on)
Fuckin′ with my last load of cash ain′t the issue
It′s just real fucked up when your man tries to diss you
Takin′ back for niggaz in New York and how they told me so
Now I got to knock his boots, he owes me dough
Layin′ up with a hoe, then he hit me with the sob story (come on)
The famous "Oh you didn′t know I got robbed!" story (come on)
Told it′s to me he should be grateful to
Fuck that bitch! Look at what she made you do
Now there′s love lost and a double cross
Pointed at that bitch, turned her braids into sauce
So you wanna be with him (uh) and talk to me like I′m silly (yeah)
Five bottle of Mo on the floor, boxes of phillys (uh)
Ten g′s in the shoebox under the bed
And for every g I put a fuckin′ slug in his head
And from then, the moral of the story if you missed it
Is the grand is always gonna be there
Just never go against it

[Repeat 1 (2x)]

You cats must not know

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:20

DMX - (Ain′t) No Sunshine

It′s dark and hell is hot

Ain′t no sunshine when it′s on
Only darkness every day
Ain′t no sunshine when it′s on
Cuz when its on, ya niggaz gonna be gone
Every time cuz we don′t play

"Who turned out the lights?"
Is what niggaz be sayin′
Now you don′t wanna fight
But ya niggaz be playin′
Thinkin′ its alright keep playin with that road
And you gonna know the night
When you layin in that cold
Dirt gettin′ tossed in your grave
Now it′s all over
Preacher said "You was brave"
But now it′s all over
You just one of the many, plenty I done gave it to
(*boom*) Ain′t no savin ′you
No matter how many tears your moms′ cried
Ain′t gon bring your ass back
Plus in hell, you gon fry
Why? But now the only 2 releative questions
Is "Do we bury him or burn? Any suggestions?"
Either way, you up out of here for good
Now when niggaz mention you name
They knockin′ on wood
Did I, get my, point across?
Another body on the shotte
Another joint I toss

[Chorus]
Ain′t no sunshine when it′s on
Only darkness every day
Ain′t no sunshine when it′s on
Cuz when its on, ya niggaz gonna be gone
Every time cuz we don′t play [Repeat 4x]

There ain′t no sunshine
When the Dark Man comes out
And I want mine
So I plan to keep my gun out
We got four 9′s
So niggaz run in and run out
But I bust mine
Cuz I′d like to hear some shots
+Get At Me Dog+ niggaz know how its goin dizzy
When it comes to that flow, I gets busy
Who is he? Dark Man of the unknown
(GRRR ARF) One dog, one bone
Now who ain′t goin home? Looks like you
You hear strike 1, talkin′ shit, strike 2
Won′t be a strike 3, cuz I don′t play fair
I′ma look you in your eye
While he hit you from the rear
Be like "Yeah, holdin′ you up cuz you fallin′"
The Lord ain′t comin′ till niggaz stop callin′
You was ballin′ a minute ago
In it for dough
Till it was "Yo, I swear to God, I didnt know"

[Chorus]

And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
Whatchu think you gon get
Fuck around with my dough
Just so it ain′t no mistakes, this is my show
One (one) two (two) three (three) here I go
Your shit is quick and your shit is sleek
But this shit is thick and when you hear this shit
Damn right I can finish shit
If you caught that verse without a rewind you can see mine
But you be blind, i′ll do it 360, come up from behind
Tap you on the shoulder, have you turnin′ around
Hit you with somethin′ that i′ll have you burin′ the ground
Be like "Damn ain′t nothin′ left of money, but a pile of ash"
Life is good, so please enjoy it, while it lasts
Cuz you know ain′t got much longer to go
The quicker you go depends the stronger the flow
When niggaz know I don′t give a FUCK, right or wrong
There ain′t no sunshine when it′s on

[Chorus]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:20

DMX - Don′t Gotta Go Home

[Intro: DMX + (Monica)]
GRRRRRRRRRRR.. yeah
I mean we all men, we all men
We know how the shit go.. love one, fuck another
I mean, it is what it is, it is what it is
I mean, we knew what it was, when we became a part of it (yeahh)
Ain′t no sense whinin about it now, feel me?
It′s like..

[Monica + (DMX)]
There′s something on your mind (WHAT!)
I can see right through you
I know your girl been treatin you wrong (YEA!)
But she ain′t no good for you
Why do you hold it inside (UHH!)
Boy you should let me know
I just want to make you right
Wanna be the one you could cry on

[DMX]
Baby, it′s like I love my wife
But we goin through things and I ain′t goin home tonight
You got time for a nigga, or is he still with you?
Wanna meet at the same spot, or should I come and get you?
Aight, I′ll be there in 10, be in the front
I been gettin what I need so I′ma give you what you want
One-on-one, cause you know how to talk to Dog
You walk the dog and understand New York is hard, baby

[Chorus: Monica and DMX]
[M] So you, you ain′t gotta go home tonight
[M] You can stay right here with me
[D] Uhh.. I ain′t goin nowhere
[D] When you wake up I′m gon′ be right there
[M] Don′t you worry ′bout a thing
[D] I ain′t worried about SHIT!
[M] You′re here with me
[D] Look, it′s like I love my wife
[D] But we goin through things and I ain′t goin home tonight, AIGHT?

[Monica + (DMX)]
It′s kinda strange, that when you call (mmm)
She′s never home
Now you′re there all alone
And, you deserve so much more baby (WHAT!)
I can treat you better than she can (WHAT!)
It doesn′t make sense
To keep on loving, and keep on trusting
When, in return all you get is nothing

[DMX]
Damn, you got me fucked up and I′m feelin it more
Never had a mis-tress dis-tressed before
Oh come on ma, like it ain′t that deep
Like ain′t no love there, like I don′t hate that I gotta creep
We go to sleep in each others arms (YEA!)
And I feel like this is where I belong
If lovin you is right then I ain′t wrong
This is the same ol′ song, wife and fam
Gotta be a father and husband but I′m still yo′ man, baby

[Chorus]

[Monica + (DMX)]
This situation′s getting critical (uh-huh!)
I watch so many tears fall (uh-huh!)
I know she′s not what you want (uh-huh!)
So why you keep on holding on? (GRRRRR)
When I′m right here (WHAT!)
All you need to do is call (WHAT!)
Don′t be afraid (YEA!)
Cause she won′t know at, ALLLLLLLLL

[Chorus - repeat 2X w/ ad libs]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:19

DMX - Baby Motha

[Reporter]
Rapper and actor DMX along with wife pregnant wife Tashera
Showed up at the federal court in Queens Wednesday
To accept a plea agreement
Inside the courthouse, DMX signed autographs with a sketch artist over the face
As well as the fans caught off guard
By this star′s appearances

[Chorus: DMX]
My baby motha be buggin soon as I walked in the door
Got me like "I ain′t fuckin with that bitch no more"
Don′t even like so I can′t fuck with her
Thinkin cause we got a kid together, I′m stuck with her, nah
(Repeat)

[DMX]
My baby′s motha be buggin, she wanna blast stick bitches
One of them talk shit, and then get they ass kicked bitches
Once upon a story, yall niggas know the story
And that everything is lovely when it′s all about the glory
But soon as shit hit the fan, honies be wanna take the kid and scram
I′m having bad thoughts, don′t like how dark it′s getting man
From the time I wake up and get dressed
I get stressed, and hardly ever get rest
It′s oh-five, so I′m on some different shit cousin
She ain′t gon have me liftin through that riffin shit cousin
I got moves to make and mad shit to do
Her friends are looking good so I might hit the crew
It′s like one and two that might get a nigga that big and happy
And I know them bitches will fuck me cause when I see ′em, they be winkin at me
You listenin thinkin that′s a crazy brother
But I′m gon have to be a father who ain′t fuckin with his baby motha

[Chorus: 2X]

Bitches be callin the cops, thinkin they callin the shots
Takin the dude with the bag, baby it′s all in the pops
And do yo thing, cause I′m doin mine boo
A nigga just been chillin, I been just fine, and you?
I kicked it with my honey and she put me on to something
You gon think until you really see me gon, I′m frontin
Maybe if you kept your friends of respectable distance
Out of our business, I wouldn′t have to come and visit
I thought you knew, let the shit you like switchin clothes
When them bitches through, ain′t to co sure when they home
But that ain′t never stopped yo ass from passin on the Guess
Askin for that Cougie sweater, patten up the breast
Patten up the butt, but you think niggas is stupid
Last week yo shit was like the dog, look at it now, too big
I ain′t gon blow yo shit no more, I shouldn′t be even did that
Cause you my baby motha, and I′ma always hit that

[Hook: Janyce] (DMX)
Give a hell what you say (You don′t)
I ain′t never gon go away (You won′t)
I′ma stalk you till I find you (Been there)
Turn around and be right behind you (Still there)
Be in the bushes outside yo house
Just waitin for you to come out
Cause I′m a stupid bitch (I know)
A real fuckin stupid bitch (I know)
Ain′t nothing but a stupid bitch

[Chorus: 2X]

[DMX]
My baby motha be buggin soon as I walked in the door
Got me like "I ain′t fuckin with this bitch no more"
Give me a Puerto Rican honey that cook rice and beans
And hair down to her ass, who looks nice in them jeans
So I can be like "Damn, you looking good and I wanna fuck"
But you a chicken so when I′m finish, I got a duck
Plus, you don′t wanna be around and see what honey do
And plenty comin through, she comin through with that twenty-two
Trust me, you don′t need that in your life
Oh yall bitches already know, I got a wife
You′se a stupid bitch, a real fuckin stupid bitch
You ain′t nothing but a stupid bitch. Bitch!

[Bridge]

[Chorus until fade]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:14

DMX - Blown Away

[singing (DMX)]

Like the wind (like the wind)
God will take (god will take)
All my sins (all of my sins)
Blown away (will be blown away)
Like the wind (yes)
Like the wind blow

[DMX]
Yea, uh
From 80 school street to way across town
Cats knew how I got down cause word got around
I was that robbery kid with no gun and no mask
Catch a nigga out the door slippin′ that′s yo ass
Didn′t laugh much cause I didn′t have much
Life was like a stick half gas half clutch
Meaning half good and half bad
What was good if I caught a good vic if I didn′t I was bad
Took it out on my regulars
I come through and if niggaz was broke I took watches and sneakers
Went to jail a few times but that didn′t stop me
All it taught me was how not to be sloppy
An older cat robbed me when I was like 10
If anybody wanted to help they should′ve did it then
But they didn′t and all it did was release the beast
So I′m a feast on whatever I come across in the streets

[Chorus - Janyce (DMX)]
Like the wind (like the wind)
God will take (god will take)
All my sins (all of my sins)
Blown away (will be blown away)
Like the wind (like the wind)
Like the wind (like the wind)
blooooooooooooooown

[DMX]
I had a "S" on my chest fuck the vest
Did robberies with some cats and robbed the rest
Other time I came thought with just me and my dog
And clear out the whole fuck block cause we when hard
I bag some niggaz I knew and some niggaz I didn′t
I ain′t a fuck either way it was no bullshiting
I′m a cruddy niggaz out to get money
And a couple of slugs is the only thing anybody took from me
Run up on a cat smooth like put it in his left ear
Give up the money the jewelry or get left here
Keep thinking it′s a game and play let′s get popped
See how much fun you having when your heart be stopped
Shut ′em down open up shop oh-oh no-oh blow off a nigga top
Somebody call the cops but it′s to late
Cause I′m a hit you in the face
and what will kill you will be something that you ate

[Chorus - Janyce (DMX)]
Like the wind (like the wind)
God will take (god will take)
All my sins (all of my sins)
Blown away (will be blown away)
Like the wind (like the wind)
Like the wind (like the wind)
Blooooooooooooooown

[Jinx]
If pain is love why hide my pain with drugs
Choke off haze and sell attics coke for days
Same clothes and no soup to shave
And I still got a gun on my hip for your open grave
We used to get robbery vics
until my man got killed for his whip on some robbery shit
Then I switched to the weed and start selling crack
But I will pull a steel and put a shell up in ya back
I feel like all my life I was held up in a trap
like if I go to heaven maybe hell will want me back
But all I really want is sperwells up an a lap
And a model bitch sitting with a head in my lap
But since no doe don′t spin
and my pant hole got hole within I got to fold ya men
It′s obvious I live in a house of sin
I wish I could open up the door and let ′em blow at the wind

[Janyce]
Like the wind
God will take
All my sins
Blown away
Like the wind
Like the wind
blooooooooooooooown

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:13

DMX - Blackout

Blackout
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 stick
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]
Aiyyo, when my gun bust send niggaz to the fish like swamps and
New York′s youngest Bumpy Johnson
I put fear in y′all heads
Sheek looks 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 shunned 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 butcha
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

Send "Blackout" Ringtone to your C

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:13

DMX - D-X-L (Hard White)

[Styles P]
Holiday Styles
Bitch, I get you shot in the head or shot in the neck
if I ain′t gettin proper respect
I don′t care if you rap, I still spit in your grill
I don′t give a fuck, never have, never will
If it ain′t on your hip, then you′re lookin to die
I ain′t tryin to be the nigga that′s gonna look at the sky
Ask God why I′m broke, bitch, I′m cooking the pie
We all gon′ die, sooner or later, matter of time
My niggaz sell crack, with a package of dimes
Hundred or more, in front of the store, waitin to bubble
Brand new nine, and an eight in a bubble
I put sixteen above ya neck, I love my set
Niggaz think they a thug, then thug to death (uh-huh)
Cause the P gonna squeeze ′til no slugs is left (what)
You know I′m good with a hundred of ′dro, gun and an O
You think your shit butter? Hop in front of this toast
[Sheik]
Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo
I say what I want, fuck what y′all think is cool
And I hate cops, cause most y′all was dicks in school
No pussy gettin niggaz tryin to cuff the God
Play Sheik out in the yard, but that shit too hard
My dough too long, nowadays, my flow too strong
What y′all make in a year, I kick that for a song
Check my car, I don′t care, I don′t play fair
Keep some shit in the stash box, then get me the chair
And it don′t buck shot and the blast is hard to hear
I′m a true thug nigga, bring it straight to your crew
Small yell when I rap, I′m basically talkin to you
You see the pain in my eye? Nigga, the flame in my eye?
I′m tryin to leave my kids some real fuckin change when I die
from rappin or tellin some cat to reach for the sky
I′m that hunt down nigga, with the four pound nigga
Bounty hunt your whole crew til my bullets go through, WHAT?

[Jadakiss]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
All I need is a big gun and a Coupe that′s crazy quick
A nice house with five rooms, maybe six
A town where money is coming, eighty bricks
Break ′em down to all twenties, is a crazy flip
Bet you never even felt the heat
til I put the M1 next to your waves and melt the grease
Streets help niggaz; niggaz don′t help the streets
Y′all use beats for help; we help the beats
Who want it with me? Who want it with Sheek? Who want it with P?
If I say so myself, it′s a wonderful three
Be in the hood with all your jewels in the glovebox
Same niggas that-a rob you love L.O.X. (uh)
All types of burners, even snub glocks (uh)
Nice size tecs you could carry in your sweats (uh)
Find your man dead in the trunk of a car (uh)
It′s Jada (mwwaa) responsible for breakin your heart (uh)
Uh

[Drag-On]
Creep through the streets
For some of y′all rappers, that′s mighty hard
Me the Security? Protectin my body? I let my shotty guard
Put chill pills in brains, bullets like Tylenol
Make niggaz drowsy from the blood loss, got em noddin off
And take casket naps, fuck that
You shoulda never let this bastard rap
All I know is cold winter, hot slugs through your snorkel
No parents, tale from my horror′s no morals
Raised in the wrong era, with no guidance
So you dyin? It′s no problem, no lyin
Drag′s fire; so ya hamburger beef? I french-fry ′em
Drag done ate your food
Like I know to raise your dukes so guard your chin up
Drag barrels, but shit, I spit-bubble your skin up
Drag scorch niggaz for dinner but season ′em well
I don′t brag I let the streets tell
Po′-po′ now you see he fell

[DMX (overlapping last line)]
Uh, uh, now you motherfuckers
know what my name means when you hear it in the streets (uh)
Y′all bitches fear it cause you weak
You wanna hear it? I make it speak (WHAT?)
You ain′t ever bust a gun, but there′s a lot of greasy talkin (uh-huh)
What the science behind that son? (I don′t know)
A lot of easy walkin
I bust shit down (uh) got down (uh) kick down (uh) shot down (uh)
Ain′t tryin to talk about what I got now, but I got now (WHAT?)
I ain′t never sold a brick, I done stuck niggaz up (c′mon)
And for talkin too much shit? I done fucked niggaz up (uh)
It can get "Dark" for real, and I think you already know that (uh-huh)
Well think about it with the brick in your hand before you throw that
Now don′t act, cause actin might get you rollin
with what you ain′t ready to handle (UHH)
All that′s left of your memory, is a candle (WOO!)
It happens quick fast nigga, to bitch ass niggaz
Talkin reckless behind your back, them kiss ass niggaz (uh)
From the rap shit to the street shit, I keep shit tight
Let them cats spit that weak shit (What!)
I′m DOG FOR LIFE! NIGGA!

[Styles] [Sheek]
They gon′ need extra guns and extra blocks
(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)
They gon′ need extra jails and extra cops
(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)
They gon′ need extra pits and extra glocks
(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)
They gon′ need extra chains and extra watches
(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)

They gon′ need extra guns and extra blocks
(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)
They gon′ need extra jails and extra cops
(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)
They gon′ need extra pits and extra glocks
(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)
They gon′ need extra chains and extra watches
(They wanna Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde)

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:13

DMX - Coming From

Believe me, when I say
Before light, there was dark

[Mary J. Blige]
Where you going, where you going?
Where you going, where you going?
Where you going?
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?

[DMX]
Places that I′ve have been, things that I have seen
What you call a nightmare, are what I have as dreams
Bad as that may seem, I know is only going to get worse
Love, a slug, which one am I gonna get first?
My journey′s been a rough one, I′m not sure when it begins
But the way it′s looking, I kind of know when it′s gonna end
Hold me down baby, it′s gonna be a rough ride
Niggas give us plenty of room, cause I guess enough died
Let me travel, cause my intentions are to travel in peace
Fuck around I lay you down, you hit the gravel and cease
I could be a beast, or I could be a gentleman
But if you ain′t my dog, you gonna be like ′Oh, it′s him again′
Niggas will never win, this whole rap game is mine
Hot as you ever been, I was that in eighty nine
Seek and you shall find, look within and you will know
Where you coming from, and where you gotta go
Come on!

[Mary J. Blige]
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?
-Got to keep it real with me
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?
-So the hell with you
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?
-I think I′m going to the top
Me and DMX

[DMX]
I will spend mad time in one spot, plotting my next move
Trying to figure out what is it, that X do what X do
Some questions go unanswered, that′s what I′m afraid of
Sometimes I can′t show, but I know what I′m made of
They made love, or should I say they made lust
Bound, there didn′t have to be love there, but they made us
I got quite a few sisters, I was the only boy
But being with my dog, was my only joy
Like a kid with a new toy, I forgot about the ?
Escaped the misery, didn′t think about the crime
Lost all track of time, was in another world
Everybody knew Earl, but there was another Earl
Like the side of the dark, riding the park but wouldn′t want to
when they jump me, became a good runner
One by one they all went under, so I had the last laugh
They all thought it all was a joke, but I had the last laugh

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

[Mary J. Blige]
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?
-If I don′t know, I don′t know
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?
-But I know where I′m going
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?
-But I know where I′m going
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?
-Do you know, do you know

[DMX]
I feel the ghost from within, coming back to haunt me
Stay love in my peoples, even though they don′t want me
When I was bad, I was forgotten, like I was dead and rotten
Should′ve been getting love, but instead was plotting
Shit wasn′t right, and it was all blamed on me
Didn′t know that I was special till this rap shit came to be
Gave me a way out, showed me it was better to teach
Than bust niggas with the fo-fo, leave them dead in the streets
Over beef that was worth less, than the cost of the slugs
That I bought to kill them
And that′s because I thought I ought to kill them
Little did I know, death wasn′t right
Didn′t always show every breath was a life
It was to be captured in suspended animation
To be felt by all, understood by every nation
What′s the sense of hating, when I can show love
What′s the sense of faking, when I can show blood

[Mary J. Blige]
Now what′s the moral to this story?

[DMX]
Come on!

[Mary J. Blige]
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?
-If I don′t know, I don′t know
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?
-But I know where I′m coming from
If I don′t know where I′m coming from
Where would I go?
-Do you know where you′re coming from?

Yonkers is where we grew
Trials we got through
On top is where we staying
Till the end, as long as we′ll pray
On Hot 97 ya hear
DMX all through the year

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:12

DMX - Do You

[Intro]
That "T" would help though
Here we go again
Yeah, check it out, y′all
Check it out, check it out
Check it out y′all, check it out y′all
Straight Y.O. mother fuckers

Now days cats and middleman, little man, ain′t controlling shit
Talk about holding bricks, but ain′t holding dick
Niggas talk real slick, but that′s about it
Soon as I see ′em headed my way, I cut them off quick
Must you beat me in my head everytime I come through?
It′s shit like, everybody tells me I sound just like you
But you got me, got me? And you can′t live without me
If I wasn′t DMX, you wouldn′t give a fuck about me
Ain′t about "Dog I wanna be just like you"
How about you wanting to be just like you?
You can do what I do, just in your own way
Shit, I get niggas that ride big every fuckin′ day (I-ight?)
If you got talent, talent is yours, it can′t be mine
And it take you where it′s gon′ take you, it′ll be fine
Let me hit ′em with the rewind
Do you and I′ll do me
To me you′ll see how real you′ll be

[1] - Do you - Cuz what it boils down to it′s true
Do you - Cuz you are held accountable for you
Do you - Is that really what you want me to see
Do you - Cuz I′mma do me, truley

Do you - Cuz what it boils down to, it′s true
Do you - Cuz you are held accountable for you
Do you - Is that really what you want me to see
Do you - Cuz I′mma do me, truley

Hey yo dog, I got lyrics
Hey yo dog, I got beats (Word)
Damn, is this the type of shit I gots to put up with in the streets?
Used to be able to walk, not have to talk to nobody
Everywhere I go it′s like I bring the whole party
It ain′t about tryin′ to follow or tryin′ to be like
But if we all see it through the eyes of the Lord, we see a light (c′mon)
Just let me get a hold of the mic, I′ll teach you a little something
Now the good things that go wrong because of a little frontin′
Express yourselves, be who you are, umm umm, you′re a shining star
You don′t even know what you got inside
How the fuck you gon′ find out, you keep wanting to ride
Hey yo, I ain′t gon′ let it slide no more
You′re best to go for what you know
Can′t do you, then what you flow for
You ain′t gon′ get there tryin′ to be me, dog
Look through your eyes, see what you see

[Repeat 1]

Like fuck it, you wanna be me? Here′s what you do
Grow up neglected by both parents and still pull through
You gots to come up fucked up, get treated like shit
Then have your mother′s new boyfriend smack you like a bitch Turn into a killer,
don′t carry shottie
Cuz the way it′s goin′ down right now, you gon′ kill somebody
Get a dog, walk the streets, learn what you need to learn
Better have a cause but because you′ll get burned
You got 15 years without ever coming out
And beat your fist at the world and what they talkin′ about
Then get locked up every two years
For two years keep it real, hold back all tears, face your fears
Become a man before your time, rap but live out your rhymes
Let ′em know what′s on your mind, then you′ll get your shine
In time, everything you hear will come true
But you won′t be doin′ me, you′ll be doin′ you

[Repeat 1 until fade]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:12

DMX - 4321

4, 3, 2, 1

[Redman] Hahh [Method] hah
[Method] Yeah [Redman] yeahhh
[LL Cool J] Make it butter
[Redman] I′m gonna Bankhead bounce!
[LL Cool J] No doubt
[Redman] Aiyyo watch yo mouth!

[Redman] Aiyyo, one two three four five six seven
Blaze the hot
[LL Cool J] trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six five four three two one
My mon Meth-Tical come and get some

[Method Man]
Playin my position, hot Nixon
This one, for all the sick ones, confliction
Posionous darts sickening, best believe
finger itchin with two broke legs, now I′m trippin
on MC′s cliche, shot that ricochets
start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me
Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
from my punch, watch your son and you
Got you shittin in your last Huggie, runnin who?
Fuckin punk, get a speed bump comin through
A single shot make your knees knock, respect Wu

[Redman]
Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga
Turnin Christian to a certified sinner
The bomb I release, time pent up (explodes)
While you got set up I was hittin your ex hoe
Shit I kept low, petro′ your metro
Politic, keep the chickenheads gobblin
Shit I′m drivin in, come with funk halogen
Terrorize your city, from the spliff committee
Kick ass till both Timberlands turn shitty
Gritty, smack the driver′s head in the chin see
When I approach rappers be takin notes
I drop like I shoulda invented the raincoat
Absolut, I love to burn to the roots
I keep comin til your pour sperm from your boots
Vigilante hardcore to the penis
Tell you fuck you my attitude is anemic

[Canibus]
I′m the illest nigga alive, watch me prove it
I snatch your crown witcha head still attatched to it
Canibus is the type who′ll fight for mics
Beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead niggaz to life
When you look at me long enough, I start to read your thoughts
if the signal was strong enough, and then I′ll call your bluff
like, "Yo, how many rhymes you got?" I think I′ll go on
for more Milleniums than Mazda′s got on the car lot
And there′s nowhere to run ta, when I confront ya
Nigga, I call your bluff like you had a phone number
Who wanna see Canibus get wild, who wanna act fly and
get shot down with a surface-to-air missile
I take em on in all shapes sizes and forms and spit on
anybody who ain′t close enough to shit on
Zero to sixty? I′m already doin a hundred
when I′m blunted and I give it to any nigga that want it

[DMX]
Stay out the dark, cause if I catch you when the sun is down
Run it clown, come up off that, or I′m gon′ gun it down
When in doubt, however skull goes, it′s gon′ be that
See that, that shit′ll finish you dawg, believe that
Where we at, do your value your life, as much as your possesions?
Don′t be a stupid nigga, learn a lesson
I′m gon′ get you either way, and it′s better to live
Let me get what′s between your sock, cause it′s, better to give
than receive, believe what I say when I tell you
Don′t make me put your somewhere where nobody′ll smell you
And when the lights is out, they don′t come back on
This ain′t a flick you ain′t gon′ come back on, you ain′t that strong
You knew it was wrong, but you asked for it baby
You′se a pink nigga, ski mask for it baby
so I can hit you up on front teeth, you think I′m sweet?
Want heat? One deep, leave him behind, front seat

[Redman] Aiyyo, one [Meth] two [Red] three [Meth] four
[Red] five [Meth] six [Red] seven
Blaze the hot trizack
[Method] Shine like heaven
Seven [Red] six [Meth] five [Red] four
[Meth] three [Red] two [Meth] one
[Redman] Come on Mr. Smith, come get some!

[LL Cool J]
When young sons fantasize of borrowing flows
tell little shorty with the big mouth the bank is closed (yeah, word up)
The symbol on my arm is off limits to challengers
You hold the rusty swords I swing the Excalibur
How dare you step up in my dimension
Your little ass should be somewher cryin on detention
Watch your mouth better yet hold your tongue
I′ma do this shit for free this time this one′s for fun
Blow you to pieces, leave you covered in feces
with one thesis ("LL Cool J is hard")
Every little boy wanna pick up the mic
and try to run with the big boys and live up to the real hype
But that′s like pickin up a ball, playin with Mike
Swingin at Ken Griffey or challengin Roy to a fight
Snappin, you ameteur MC′s
Don′t you know I′m like the Dream Team tourin overseas
For rappers in my circle I′m a deadly disease
Ringmaster, bringin a tiger cub to his knees (uhh)
In the history of rap they′ve never seen such prominence
Your naive confidence gets crushed by my dominance (word up)
Now let′s get back to this mic on my arm
If it ever left my side it′d transform into a time bomb
You don′t wanna borrow that, you wanna idolize
And you don′t wanna make me mad nigga you wanna socalize
And I′m daring every MC in the game
to play yourself out position, and mention my name
I make a rhyme for every syllable in your name
Go platinum for every time your grimy ass was on the train
Watch your mouth don′t ever step out of line
LL Cool J nigga, greatest of all time

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:12

DMX - Born Loser

And away we go(we go we go we go)
Some old born loser type of shit (shit)
On the remix tip (tip, tip)
Dr. Seuss (Seuss Seuss Suess)

[Verse 1]

The Born Loser, not because I choose to be
But because all the bad shit happens to me
I got kids, but their mothers don′t want them to know me
Sisters use to like me, but now they call me homie
Use to have a family now I′m out on my own
Had to scrabble the Pitt, cause I tried to take his bone
Bitches don′t like me, they don′t kiss me or hug me
They call me Kill-pretty, because I′m mad ugly
I use to get pussy, but I busted off quick
Now I get snooched, so I gotta beat my dick
Time are hard in the ghetto, I steal for a living
Eatin dirt and the Now or Laters
If that ain′t enough, life is rough, I swear
I don′t have an address so I can′t get welfare
They kicked me out the shelter
Because they said I smelled a little like the living dead
And look like helter skelter
My clothes are so funky, they bad for my health
Sometimes at night my pants go to the bathroom by their self
Even when I was little nothin went my way
I got beat up, and chased home from school every day
And despite the fact I won all the spelling bees
On my report card, I didn′t get F′s, I got C′s
But for those who choose to snooze
Since I was born with no hope, I ain′t got nothin to lose...

[Chorus:]

Young man went out and made a name for himself [3X]

Check check check it out

[Verse 2]

The Born Loser, a title I was branded with
Went to Liberty Island, and got stranded with
The Statue of Liberty, but they really didn′t hafta
Leave my black ass there till the day after
No time for laughter, this shit′s for real
Ribs are showin through my back, cause I ain′t had a meal
In about a week, you can see bones in my hands
The racoons, beat me to the garbage cans
I′m Starvin Marvin, and it shouldn′t be like that
The only thing that I′m carvin, is an alley cat
But sometimes in the daytime
I daydream of a Manwich
When all I′m really eatin is an oxygen sandwich
For those that don′t know,
Thats 2 peices of bread slapped together
Or I′ll have a rain sandwich, depending on the weather
Born loser, caught up in the game
And I ain′t even got nobody to blame..

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

The Born Loser, yeah, that use to be my ammo
When I couldn′t get a soul, to listen to my demo
Door shut in my face, until I started jammin ′em
I′m behind the doors now, but I′m the one slammin ′em
I did what I had to, to get where I got
Though I′ll admit, what I had to do was a lot
I still gave it a shot, and sometimes I had to shoot
Catchin vicks just to get a little loot
I thought it was cute, and didn′t care who knew
Mess around get in my way and I′d bag you too
Cause I was, born to lose, straight from the beginning
Hit the dugout, because I struck out the 1st inning
Winning, was everything, thats why I had to ask
My man to find me the loot, and he said I′d be glad to
Now, who needs a major label, we got our own
I′m the divine master of the unknown
Ain′t nothin changed, I′m the same as before
When opportunity knocks, I′d just answer the door
But criminal at heart, even though I don′t show it
I was always a winner I just didn′t know it (know it)

[Hook]

Born Loser
DMX the great

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:11

DMX - Fame

[DMX]
Uh-huh (Y′KNOW?)
ARF!
Uhh..

Take it for what it′s worth, my birth was a blessing
Sent to live and die, on earth as a lesson
We each have a star, all we have to do is find it
Once you do, everyone who sees it will be blinded (WHAT?)
They′ll tell you that you′re bright, and say you have a future
When you turn your back, same cats′ll try to shoot ya
Niggaz ain′t shit, I can live on both sides of the fence
Forget what you do, when you talk, see what you really meant (aight?)
That′s what I thought, them niggaz was bluffin (uh)
They talk all day but say, nothin (uh)
It gets so dark (WHAT?) haze so intense
Since this first rain it′s like it′s rained ever since (WHAT?)
Never got paid for a rhyme but I flow (whoo)
Never got a plate on time but I grow (whoo)
Live your life, STAY on the line but I go (UHH)
Went from doin crime to bein kind cause I know

[Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)]

I′m gon′ live forever, I′m never gon′ die
Only thing I fear is that I′m never gon′ fly
Carry my weight but I′m never gon′ cry
Shit I tell y′all niggaz straight cause I′m never gon′ lie

[DMX]
What is about who I am that makes me unforgettable (HMM)
What it is about what I′ve done that makes it so incredible (uhh)
"More money, more problems" -- well the fame was worse (uh-huh)
I reached out for love and what came back was thirst (WHAT?)
Blessed with the curse (uh) niggaz don′t hear me
Niggaz don′t hear me, Y′ALL NIGGAZ, don′t hear me (uh)
What′d I just say? "Nigga g′head" - you see that?
You gots to FEEL ME to catch what I′m sayin, BELIEVE THAT (UHH!)
But leave that, alone (WHAT?)
We gon′ make a nigga wanna be at, your home (WHAT?)
Oh you kinda quiet with the heat at, your dome (UHH!)
If the dog got he′s gonna bring back a bone
cause we got the chrome (C′MON!)
This is what I live for, or die for
I′m the nigga with the high score, you try for
What you niggaz wanna lie for? It changes nothin
I′m true for cats, yet some strangers bluffin

[Chorus]

[DMX]
Now if I take what he gave me and I, use it right (uh-huh)
In other words if I listen and, use the light (uh-huh)
Then what I say will remain here, after I′m gone
Still here, on the strength of a song, I live on (HMM)
No second-guessin on what I stood for, I was good for
stoppin niggaz from killin each other in the hood war (UHH)
Comin through showin love, throwin up (UHH)
Them cats not throwin love, you know whassup (WHAT?)
Dark Man baby, that′s my name
and I gots to be the realest nigga (UHH) up in this game
Cause ain′t no shame, they don′t make em like, this no more
Real to the core, big heart but built for war
I stand for what I believe in
Even if what I believe in stops me from breathin
Relatives grievin, but I ain′t went nowhere
Listen to the song (C′MON) I′m right there

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:11

DMX - Angel

Regina Bell harmonizing while DMX speaks]
What good is it..
for a man to, gain the world..
yet lose his own soul, in the process?
[Bell] God loves you, yes he does
Said you′re alright with him
[DMX] I wonder..
[Chorus: Regina Bell (repeat 2X)]

I know you never seen him but don′t fight with him
You′re gonna make it through the night to the light with him
Uhh, you′re alright with him
I said you′re alright with him

[DMX]
I′m callin out to you Lord, because I need your help
See once again I′m havin difficulty savin myself
behavin myself, you told me what to do, and I do it
But every and now and then, gets a little harder to go through it
Losin friends, day by day
I′m in so much pain when I′m here Lord, please take me away
I put you here to do a job, and your work ain′t done
To live is to suffer, but you′re still my son
And there will be a time when you shine as bright as the stars
But there won′t be a, his or hers, just ours
Then you′ll see what I′ve been tryin to show you, all these years
Do the right thing; cause after the tears, come the cheers
I will, my Lord, with my heart, and my soul
That′s gonna be how I roll, from now until I′m old
Lead and I′ll follow, you take away the sorrow
I′ma sleep on what you said and holla back tomorrow

[Chorus]

[DMX]
I want you to know Lord, that for what you′ve given me I′m thankful
Sincerely, from the bottom of my heart, I′m grateful
You gave us power in our words, so I think before I speak
And that way when I speak, they know I′m here to teach
Can′t tell em nothin wrong, cause I love em too much
I reach a lot of people, and Lord, I′m lovin the touch
But deep inside, I′ve got somethin that′s workin against
everything I know is right, what I know makes sense
That′s when you must fight harder, than you′ve ever fought before
cause what you′ve got goin on inside you is a war
between good and evil, be careful of those who wanna be you
They smile, but are not really happy when they see you
Be careful of the ones that always wanna get you high
Cause when the time comes, that one′ll let you die
Listen to me! I′m here, but I can only help you
if you want me to help, what do you want for yourself?

[Chorus]

[DMX]
My Lord, my saviour, don′t judge my behaviour
but instead, take what′s in my heart and put it in my head
See I guess I really never knew, how proud I made you
My life is yours, my soul I gave you
I don′t know if I′ll do good enough (he′s by your side)
And we both know the hood is rough (right by your side)
Sometimes I don′t know what to do (X, dry your eyes)
But I know what I gotta do (it′ll be alright)
You keep givin me the word, and I′ll put it to song
Talk to me, I′ll talk to them, and we can′t go wrong
This is the start of somethin strong, and this is just the start of it
Praises to you my Lord, for lettin me be a part of it
I was that kid that, been there, did that
Became ashamed so I hid that
But, ain′t no longer with that
Use me as an example - if I can do, then they can too
With the Lord behind us, there ain′t nothin that we can′t do

[Chorus]

[Regina Bell]
He′s by your side
Right by your side
X, dry your eyes
cause it′ll be alright
Yeah, he′s by your side
Right by your side
X, dry your eyes
Cause, it′ssssssssss gonna be alright
Yeah yeah, yes it isssssssssss

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:11

DMX - Crime Story

Mnn
Man, uh
Shit stay happen
Ya know
Its crazy dog
Its off the hook
But you know
Real niggas survive
No regardless
Them heartless

Who is this I see, comin′ through, its like 3
On the a.m., I′ma rob this nigga
An when I′m done, I′ma slay him
For bein′ stupid like, comin′ through after 1 or 2
And havin′ a gun that he couldn′t get to
Yeah, that one′ll do
Foolish niggas learn the hard way, then I teach ′em
Be in the wrong place at the wrong time, then I leach ′em
Like Jigga said, niggas test you
When your gun goes warm
So I keep ′em scattering
Like roaches, when the light turns off
From night to dawn
Right from wrong
Hope no way
3-57 slugs with a snub nose, dray eight
Settin′ all you bitches straight (what)
Squashin′ all beefs
To the point where the police
Be blockin′ all streets
Got me trapped up in the building
But you know how that go
I stay fucking with the hood rats
And I run up in the rab hole
Run through the hallway
See police, face to face
And bein′ I′m tellin′ you this story
Means I caught another case

Its either you or me
And more than likely, its gonna be you, than me
Aiight? Feel me O

Day 2 of the saga
This fuckin′ drama continues
Wakin′ up like every 2 hours, lookin′ out my window
Plus I keep the 4-4 pointed at the door
Just in case, when they bust in, I bust them
And I′m gunnin′ for the face
"What a waste of potential" is what my teachers used to tell me
"You can always get a job" and cheap shit they tried to sell me
Got me no where but broke and fucked up in the game
But now I got a name, and niggas know my name
Knock of the door "police, we lookin′ for a man
Killed a couple of cops last night and the reward is ten grand"
I play like a bitch "Its just me here, and I′m not dressed
And that guy sounds kinda dangerous, I hope you make an arrest"
That was a close one, now I know I gotta get outta the city
Cuz I know I′m hotter than lave, I′m holla the mouth
Got my dog on the horn, he like
"Fuck, you done did it
They a ran up in my crib, nigga, pattin down my kid" [dial tone]

Put the harness on the dog, load up the weapons
Murder′s on my mind, no half steppin′
Motherfuckers want war, you can get it,
Cuz I′m tired of runnin′, remember me as the nigga that died gunnin′
Kamakaze mission, C-4 strapped to the chest
Run up in that joint, raw dog, fuck the vest
They can keep theirs, cuz it won′t be the slugs that′ll kill ′em
It′ll be the raw of the C-4 as I′m bringin′ down the building
When I go, taking a bunch of the motherfuckers with me
I ain′t sittin around
waiting for them faggot niggas to come and get me
I bring it to ′em, service with a smile
What nigga? Didn′t know a dog with rabies was up in the cut, nigga?
Now that you finally findin′ out what this shit means
I′m at the precinct, 116th
Run up in there
Open up my jacket "You muthafuckers lookin′ for me?"
Well here I am "Now you comin′ with me"
(Explosion)

Man, that shit is crazy baby
Can you dig it, can you dig it, can you feel it, is you wit it
Its off the hook y′all

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:10

DMX - Bloodline Anthem

[Chorus]
Believe me! It′s our TIIIIME now to let ′em know
(WHAT?!) It′s our TIIIIME now to let ′em know
Believe me! It′s our TIIIIME now to let ′em know
(WHAT?!) It′s our TIIIIME now..

[DMX]
I like my blunts heavily hashed, bitches heavily assed
Joints ready to stash, got ′em ready to blast (WHAT?!)
Give ′em plenty and pass, the thing off (woo!) toss that
Get pulled over, we already lost that, of course black (uh!)
Floss that, lose that, get that? Come up off that
You ain′t choose that, but you with that, now spit back (c′mon)
Y′all niggaz got me all wrong (WHAT?!)
I′m still a grimy nigga (WHAT?!)
and I still give it to you, on your song (WHAT?!)
I let you niggaz live for a minute, you get goofy
Told you go ′head, drop a few albums, I′ll do a movie (aight)
But when I come back, c′mon dog, respect my slot (UHH)
Ain′t no get in where I fit in, bitch I′m straight to the top (aight)
And whoever don′t like it, FUCK YOU FAGGOT, bring it! (WHAT?!)
Nigga don′t wanna walk it but, stay tryin to sing it
What I gotta start smackin you guys around again?
Don′t make no motherfuckin sense, y′all some grown ass men!

[Chorus]

[DMX]
I don′t play with you cats like I used to
Cause well I ain′t your father (uh-huh)
This time it′s gon′ be a little harder
Told niggaz to "Do You", courtesy of Flex
Put out "... And Then There Was X" and then there was X
And then there was X again, ain′t my next of kin
Just some hardheaded dickridin grown-ass men (uhh, uhh)
C′mon with the bullshit (WHAT?!) please, don′t touch that
You might, bust yo′ gun dog but we bust back (aight)
And what′s that, a lot of dead homies
That ain′t yours (UHH) leave it alone, you don′t know me
Respect the nine or catch a wreckless twenty-nine (ahh)
For every bone in your spine (ahh) make a nigga recline (ahh)
This whole rap shit is mine (WHAT?!) and I′m not sharin (uhh)
Niggaz gettin popped every day, not carin (woo!)
Peep niggaz starin, but they don′t want NUTTIN
Nowadays niggaz get it for frontin, motherfucker!
Cocksuckin-ass niggaz!

[Chorus]

[DMX]
Now there′s a lot of - bitch niggaz that′s rich niggaz I stick niggaz
(uhh) Pick niggaz and hit niggaz I lift niggaz (uhh, uhh)
Wannabe player, stay in the park
Cause the grownups is over here, and we drinkin (WHAT?!)
Fuck is you thinkin? (WHAT?!)
X ain′t changed, still with the same shit (uhh)
Ain′t with the game shit (uhh) bust leave a stain shit (uhh)
Watch the game change quick (WHAT?!)
Some niggaz married to the game
Nigga like me? Married to the same bitch (c′mon!)
I′m a dog from the hood, so I gotta rap from the hood
Put a snake and a cat to the wood
MAN!! if you, only knew
WHAT IT IS!! that I′m, goin through
WHEN IT IS!! that I′m, goin through it
You ain′t gon let me get ahold of that thing, cause I′ma do it! (woo!)
Pop, stop drop watch and roll niggaz (uhh)
Hold niggaz dog I can′t control niggaz! (c′mon!)

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:10

DMX - ATF

[DMX]
Got me on the run
Uh, uh

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, open the door, ATF
To late to send my girl downstairs to say he left
To the basement, go through the replacement door
Come up in my neighbor′s yard, wit′ a taste for war
You know I laced the four, wit′ the hallows
Crack the safe, got the bottles

[Girl]
Whatchu want me to do?

[DMX]
Beep Callows
Two houses over, by the tall black fence
I keep the hooptie parked for situations like this
There go Priest, yo, deal in, you drive

[Guy]
What the fuck you doin′ nigga?

[DMX]
Tryin′ to stay alive
Cops on every corner, I lay back and try to cruise by
Who the fuck could′a snitched? Must′a been a new guy
(Siren)Damn, in back on our ass
Put your foot back on the gas, step on it fast
Tryin′ to pull up on the side, but I′m packin′ to blast
Tryin′ to take the niggaz heads off, fuck crackin′ the glass
(Gunshots)Hey, look out, (bark), damn
Came so close, you almost hit that bitch

[Guy]
Like you said nigga, almost

[DMX]
Shit, the cops hit her, and I know they ain′t gon′ leave her
Go up here, make this left, pull it over, take a breather
(breathing sounds)
Drop it on the floor, BOOM
Got it through the door, peddle to the floor, an office line
Death is in the air, and I don′t know if it′s mine
But I know if it′s time, it′ll be what it is
And all I can think of is what about my kids
Shit, they on the corner, hit the sidewalk, quick!
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 more clips
Hit the fire hydrant, get low for the shootout
Run through the fire, pull a gun from my boot out
Caught me in the shoulder, the neck, the ear
I′m goin′ out fast and the last thing I hear is
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, open the door, ATF

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:10

DMX - Bring Your Whole Crew

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 finished 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 lord 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
For 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 crypts 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 strippin cuz he think his shape 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]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:10

DMX - LAX Intro

[DMX]
In the name of Jesus, let us pray
Father we thank you for wakin us up this morning
We thank you for surrounding us with your guardian angels as we slept
We thank you for waking our family and friends and loved ones as well
Keeping us safe
We thank you for, waking our enemies this day father
For they are your children as we are
Lord I, Earl Simmons, stand in the gap with Jayceon Terrell Taylor
And pray that, he he′s continued, as a child of yours
He′s continued in your face, he′s continued with the blessings
that you′ve blessed so many others with
In the name of Jesus
We pray that any obstacle, the devil plans to place in our path
be removed in the name of Jesus father
Every spirit, everything ugly that we come up against
Right now father, every spirit of addiction
Every spirit of ANGER~!
Every spirit of JEALOUSY, every spirit of DECEPTION
Every spirit of GREED! EVERY SPIRIT OF ENVY!
EVERY SPIRIT OF LUST, WE COME AGAINST
RIGHT NOW IN THE NAME OF JESUS FATHER
Let us say, DEVIL, I rebuke you in the name of Jesus
DEVIL, we rebuke you in the name of Jesus
DEVIL, we rebuke you in the name of Jesus
DEVIL, we rebuke you in the name of Jesus
DEVIL, we rebuke you in the name of Jesus
DEVIL, we rebuke you in the name of Jesus
DEVIL, WE REBUKE YOU, IN THE NAME OF JESUS~!
[thunder rolls and ends]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:09

DMX - 24 Hours To Live

[Puff Daddy]
I want you to ask yourself one question
If you had twenty four hours to live, what would you do?
That′s some deep shit right there, a lot of pressure
How would you handle it?
Mase, what would you do?

[Mase]
Yo, I′d turn out all the hoes that′s heterosexual
Smack conceited niggas right off the pedestal
I′d even look for my dad that I never knew
And show him how I look in my Beretta, too
I′d do good shit like take kids from the ghetto
Show them what they could have if they never settle
Take every white kid from high class level
Show ′em what Christmas like growin′ up in the ghetto
Teach niggas how to spend, stack the rest
Give blunts to the niggas under massive stress
Give every bum on the street cash to invest
And hope Harlem will blow up be my last request

[Jadakiss]
Yo, yo if I had twenty four hours to kick the bucket, fuck it
I′d probably eat some fried chicken and drink a Nantucket
Then go get a jar from Branson
And make sure I leave my mother the money to take care of grandson
Load the three power, hop in the Eddie Bauer
And go give all six to that papi that sold me flour
Get a fresh baldy, make a few calls
Shop at the mall, shoot a lil′ ball
Have all of my bitches on one telly at the same time
Spread it out on different floors
And I′m gon′ play lotto, for what?
Even though I ain′t gon′ be here tomorrow, so what

[Black Rob]
You know when I was close to the ledge
I′d probably be in the wedge
With this bare spanish mami playin′ ′tween my legs
Then I′m off to get choke and smoke one a them dreads
And get that bitch from ′89 that gave us up to the feds
Thought of momma, wrote her a note, we ain′t close
I hate her boyfriend so I put one in his throat
Fuck around and sniff an ounce of raw, bust the four
Fours, pull out my dick and take a piss on the floor
Jump in the whip, git them cats I wanted to git
Since the Tavern on the Green robbery in eighty-six
Went home took a shower in nice cold water
And spent my last hours wit my son and my daughter

[1] - If you had twenty four hours to live just think
Where would you go?
What would you do?
Who would you screw?
And who would you wanna notify?
Or would yo′ ass deny that yo′ ass about to die?

If you had twenty four hours to live just think
Where would you go?
What would you do?
Who would you screw?
And who would you wanna notify?
Or would yo′ ass deny that yo′ ass about to die?

[Sheek]
What hey yo, if I had twenty four nigga gotta get the raw
Run all them papi′s spot, put one in his head at the door
For the times that I paid for twenty an he gave me twelve
The other eight had to be baking soda by itself
So papi fuck you, you dead now, I′m off to the bank
With those bricks in a bookbag and a stolen Jag I just grabbed
Went in there grabbed the bank teller wit the pretty face
Fuck her in the safe, and have her take me to my place
We′ll make a kid but that′s selfish and that′ll be bad
For my son to have the same shit his pops just had
And when I′m down to twenty three, I′m a be strapped wit TNT
Run up in city hall and take the judges wit me

[Styles]
If I had twenty four hours to live, I′d probably die on the fifth
Run in the station squeezin the inf′
I′ll be waitin′ to get to hell and bust down Satan
Styles′ on this shit and I got spot vacant
Back to the twenty four I make it out the precinct
Shootin niggas that I hate in they face while they eatin′
I′m on the job robbin′ every so-called Don
Give the money to my moms and tell her that I′m gone
I would school my little brother that niggas mean him harm
He should learn to tell the future without readin′ palms
When they come in with the bullets, you prepared with the bomb
So fuck bein′ violent get stocks and bonds

[DMX]
Twenty four left until my death
So I′m gon′ waste alot of lives, but I′ll cherish every breath
I know exactly where I′m goin′, but I′mma send you there first
And with the shit that I′ll be doin′, I′mma send you there worse
I′ve been livin′ with a curse, and now it′s all about to end
But before I go, say hello to my little friend
But I gots to make it right, reconcile with my mother
Try to explain to my son, tell my girl I love her
C-4 up under the coat, snatch up my dog
Turn like three buildings on Wall Street, into a fog
Out with a bang, you will remember my name
I wanted to live forever, but this wasn′t fame

[Repeat 1 until fade]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:09

DMX - Dogs For Life

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

[Chorus:]
I will rob and steal witcha′ , dog nigga what
Ride till we die, on till it′s up
Thick like blood, where′s my dogs ,uh, there′s my dogs
[Repeat(1x)]

Now who I am is who I′ll be until I die, either accept it or don′t fuck with it
But if we gon′ be dogs then you stuck with it!
Let me go my way but walk with me
See what I see, watch me then, talk with me
Share my pain, make it a little easier to deal with it
Cause despite all the fame YOU I′m a keep it real with it (true)!
Rob and steal withcha′ dog nigga what
Ride till we die, on till it′s up
Love is love and I enjoy the love,
But when it′s conflict then it destroys the love.
You can′t toy with love, niggas take to the heart
You ain′t gon′ find too many niggas willing to, bark in the dark.(come on!)
Keep your head from the start, don′t fuck it up now,
Later on they be hit like, fuck it how??
You my dog and I die for you, keep it like that,
Give me unconditional love, and I give it right back.

[Chorus x2]

Most niggas make movies, but niggas like us make it happen′
The shit we used to do never thought we would make it rappin′
But now we here, at the same place at the same time,
And got jokes cause now niggas get it, with the same rhyme
Yeah niggas is living comfortable, cause life is all good
But one thing we must remember, is that life is all hood
And the casket′s all wood and we all take there one day,(shit)
Shit today is Sunday we both can be there on Monday
Life is funny like that, WHAT bug the fuck out
Sometimes I take it to the church in terms of thug the fuck out
Niggas get dropped the fuck out they boots, violatin′ families rules
Motherfucker stay in your shoes
Now see what you need to do, is chill shorty
′body please come and get him before I, kill shorty
I will do for my niggas as they would do for me
Bust a faggot like you for free
COME ON!

[Chorus x2]

I′m always surrounded by dogs, for the love
Only niggas I fuck wit is thugs nigga what
Blood in blood out (votos locos) homes, (and it′s nosotros) homes
When we smoke them chromes, and how we broke them bones
While the last niggas is ass niggas
The skimask niggas to trash niggas they ass niggas pussy
And half you cats can′t even flow
And when I hear y′all niggas around my head, well you know
But that′s a whole ′nother issuse, right now we own this
We keep spittin′ like this, how the FUCK we gon′ miss?
Cause the camp is strong, and the stamp is strong
Double R motherfucker keep the casketes flowing
You done got yourself, caught up in some shit you can′t handle
And you know I can′t stand you, you′r man too
This one time I′ma letta dog be a dog
But I′ma see you in the ringing when it′s on then it′s on

[Chorus x2]

Dog nigga what?
On till it′s up
Where′s my dog?
Uh,uh there′s my dog.[Repeat 1x]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:09

DMX - Trina Moe

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)

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:08

DMX - A Minute For Your Son

You got a minute for your son, Father?
I need to talk I’m so tired of trying to run, Father
Let’s take a walk I’m so sorry for whut I’ve done, Father
It ain’t my fault The devil’s been on my back lately He’s like a hawk
You never give us more than we can handle But it’s gettin hard
And I’m a strong individual But i need you, God
A lot of things that I used to I don’t wanna
Runnin tha streets like i used ta
I know i’m gonna speak the word for you one day
Up in the light -- Halleluiah!! -- on Sunday
I thank you Lord for the blessings that you gave me
And for my life the blessings taht you have saved me
and for my wife
you have carried me ‘nuff times and that’s the truth
carried me through the rough times throughout my youth
and through it that i saw you was still wit me
i was that one lost sheep and you was comin to get me

[chorus]
lord, you got me like..... your luv got me like....
lord, you got me like.... your luv got me like....
lord, you got me like.... your luv got me like....
lord, you got me like.... your luv GOT ME LIKE....

i’m lookin at life a lil’ different now since you hugged me
and i always luved my people but now they luv me
thank you for the luv, Lord, we praise ya
Jacob, ascendents, from africa to asia
bleeding the blood of Christ over our life
Wrong or right just help us make it through the night
And we’ll shout your name in times of need
and times of joy and when we bleed
and when we are overcome with grief
you don’t have to tell me twice; i’ma take heed
and because of whut you’ve given me, i know you’ll deliver me
and i won’t drown no matter how deep the river be
you are the strength i never knew i had
kept the heart good when they told me it was bad,
all praise is due to ya, that′s why I had to dedicate somethin new to ya,
thank you Father

[chorus]

Uhhh i never knew a luv like this before
messin with the Thug Life, i missed it all
open up the doors and let me in
i’m done wit the cards so let’s begin
prayers that you give to me, i give to them
same way you live in me i live in them
life is a blessing now you got me smiling
from inside of my heart when inside it was dark
and it doesn’t rain any more only sunshine
no pain anymore.... i really luv mine
you wash away the tears with the fears
i’m happier than i’ve ever been in my life, in thirty years
you know that
one day i’ll speak the word
you know that!
when i do, i will be hear
you know that!
you have me a permanenet smile
and you know this, Father, cuz i’m ur child!!

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:08

DMX - Bug Out

[DMX]
Ughhh
Aieyo (ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!)
These niggaz is crazy baby
They cant fuck wit da dog (ya know)
Yo Swizz
Swizz (my nigga)
Swizz, Swizz, Swizz
Anotha one? (Swizz)
Anotha one? (Anotha one?)
Are we being greedy??? (Uh, Swizz, Swizz)
Or what???
I don′t think so
Uh
Come on baby
Like u dont know
Da streets is (uh)
To Bad
They′ll find yo body
But in pieces (uh)
Cuz the beast is
On some real cruddy shit
About to split yo wig wit some bloody shit
I ain′t droppin′ nutitn but dat ugly shit (come on)
Bite yo head like i tried yo man
Cuz what u sayin is nuttin(uh huh)
Must really think im playin
But i′ll be layin
While u bluffin
Look out !!!
Dey don′t let dat crook out
I took out
Enough of yo family
To have a fuckin cook out (uh)
For one time we get togetha (uh)
Is it when everyone get hit togetha
Or when im in da tent just before they hit da leather
Ima say it so i know how much strenght is left
And curse all who will breathe in da stench of death (uh huh)
Though after the sixth day im buried
I will rise
And bomb da fluid in my veins and blood in my eyes (uh, uh)
And them guys that was laughin
Dont even smile anymore
How many 4 pound rounds can yo ass indulge?
20 more of that raw strip to da flesh (what?!)
1000 pounds of pressure
Shit that rip through the vest and pull yo chest open
So what da Ruff Ryder possed to do?
When u frontin
Give u niggaz what u wantin
Mufucka...
NUTIN!!

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:08

DMX - Damien III

[Verse One]
Hey yo D, it′s your nigga D
Uh-huh
What the fuck, you forgot about me?
You′ve been eatin real good lately
Didn′t get a shout out on your last album, what you hate me?
Arrrf
Said I was your dog
Said I was your nigga that let you see it all through the fog
Arrrf
Said I was your mans and them
And any problem that you had I would handle them
Aiyyo dog it′s like this, I fuck with you lightly (uh-huh)
Cause I knew if I fucked with you too deep you′d bite me (uhh)
Get mad at me, send niggaz wantin to fight me (uhh)
Whole time you fucked with me you didn′t like me
Oh where you hear that?
Pssh, niggaz talk
Plus you know how shit flow in New York
Walls have ears, buildings heard
Supposed to be shhhhhh but spill the word

[Chorus]
Everywhere that I go, everything that I see
Every place that I touch I feel him fuckin with me
I′m gonna fly.. arrrf
Why you lie? Feel me get with Ryde or Die
I′m gonna fly.. arrrf
Eye for an eye - what happened to my piece of the pie?

[Verse Two]
Now dog, you know me better than that
I could put you ahead of the pack, instead of the back
I could have niggaz sellin tapes, instead of the crack
Could have niggaz fallin down, with lead in they back
Ain′t much that I can′t do when I want to
I don′t really need you, nigga fuck you
WHAT?!
Nah I′m just playin, got a wife and kids
Little Dame ain′t come across dem triflin kid
Yo what you mean by that?
Mean by what?
Youse a grimy nigga f′real, I see whassup
I don′t even know why I fucked with you from the door
Cause you know I can give you what you wanted and more
I coulda got it from him
But you woulda hate to wait
But I wouldn′t have the weight
C′mon, don′t hate
What happened to the right hand, Light Man?
Nah that′s Dark Man
Well let′s get it right then

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
Now I see for who you are, it′s like I know you (uh-huh)
So I can′t trust you as far as I can throw you (uhh)
Oh you, don′t know you are the reason
that I go through what I go through, let me show you
Didn′t I promise you again, to slight your friends
Countin these pairs of Timbs, these endless ends?
But what did it cost me? (c′mon)
My life to be taken softly, man BACK THE FUCK UP OFF ME
Don′t fuck with me like that when I fuck witchu like this
Don′t come at me like that when you know that you might miss
Go on about your business
If any cat you send me way, ain′t gon′ be no witness
LORD JESUS
C′mon dog, look who you′re fuckin
PLEASE HELP ME
Whassup dog? Man you buggin
KEEP THE DEVIL
Thug life, thought we were tight
OUT OF MY LIFE
I′ll be back aight? Psych

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:07

DMX - Come Thru (Move)

Chorus: Swizz Beatz - 2X]
When I Come thru Everything gon′ Stop
When I Come thru Everything gon′ Stop
When I Come thru Everything gon′ Stop
Now move.. move.. move.. move..

[DMX]
X comes thru the hood, like here comes trouble
Year of the dog again, first week double
Low in the rider, east coast nigga
Fo′ in the rider, street loc nigga
Far for jiggie but like biggie bitches call me big poppa
I got a big dick and I′d a pop her
Yea the kid talk shit but the kid don′t front
How ever shit go "Give ′Em What They Want"
I ain′t signing shit, love my fans
But Cross this line with the camera in your hands
Cause it could get real ugly real thick
And you like this nigga ?? real quick
Motherfuckin′ right, I ain′t got time for the small talk
One of us has got to go down, we can′t all walk
You know this as well as I do
But I promise you, I′m go hide you and no one will find you

[Chorus (Swizz Beatz)]

[Busta Rhymes]
Stop nigga, hold up, you know I don′t quit
You see I′m back and I′m comin′ to smash your shit
And ahhla back with the god and bus-a-bus nigga
This time I′m Bringin′ the shovel so I can come and dig another grave
For all of you bustards what the fuck you think you doin′
I′ll put a stop to your function and anybody movin′
And then I′ll fuck up production and any crew you flew in
You ain′t with me, you against me, The loser side you chosen
Anyway, word to ears, you niggaz know I ain′t finished
I′ll Fuck up every hood, and I′m back to handle my business
You niggaz thinking you though like you ate a can of spinach
In till we mash on you faggots and make you change up your image
Flip mode in this bitch, Ruff Ryders is with me
You see we back on the block and yes, we runnin′ the city
Now you niggaz know the flow less ain′t controlin′ the committee
Nothing′ should be movin′ unless my crew in it, you fell me

[Chorus (Swizz Beatz)]

[DMX]
If there is money, I want half
Niggaz is funny to watch, go head laugh
Ain′t nothing to smile about
For real, all niggaz is wildin′ out
Niggaz who pound you out
We found you out in distance
Leg missin′, head missin′
Something like 28 ?? missin′
And you know how the dessert do a nigga
Brake you down quick, residue a nigga
Can′t stop the flow, Niggaz stop and go
When ever I drop, a million out the door
Y′all niggaz know, X got to be fucked with
Y′all run around on some dumb shit with a slump dick
Fuck a bitch, you niggaz know I don′t mind scrapping
When I see you I see you what ever happens, happens
This ain′t just rappin′, niggaz talk a good one
You know what let that go, see me in the hood son

[Chorus (Swizz Beatz)]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:07

DMX - Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood

[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

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:07

DMX - Dog Love

[DMX {Americe and Janice harmonizing}]
Uh (O www) uh oh
It′s for the ladies (Ha ha)
Strickly for the ladies (One more time)
Hey, that′s all this is
Uh uh (Uh uh)

[DMX]
She was five seven one twenty-five
Man, loose lips with those thighs (Uh)
Couldn′t just let her walk by (right), I ain′t a thirsty nigga
But right about now my throat was gettin real dry
Shoo this shit, had to be the cutest bitch
I seen in a long time and I don′t do this shit, like
Runnin up on hoes, what up ma, I′m X
Cause you know how this goes, come on ma, I′m X
We just chill, sat and talk to the first light
And for the first time I didn′t fuck on the first night
And it was aight, shorty was a thorobred
Like "Belly", we ain′t fuck, she just gave me head, for real

[Chorus]
[Janice]
From the time that the sun is up
Till the stars show up
It really doesn′t matter to me
It doesn′t matter babe
There′s no love like the dog love
There′s no love, it′s dog love
[Amerie]
No matter what, I′ll hold you down
Nobody else will come around
Don′t even matter cause
There′s no love like the dog love
I got my dog love, got my dog love baby
(There′s no love, it′s dog love)

[DMX]
I run with shorty, pass off the gun to shorty
Do whatever gots to be done with shorty, straight like that
When I hit her like "I′ll be right back"
Yo, I′ll be right back, ain′t no bullshittin, I′ll be right back
She got a nigga catchin feelings, I′m a street nigga hard body
But, she got me catchin feelings
Man, those eyes, those lips
Be like damn, those thighs, those hips
She like "blam", make a nigga have to touch somethin (For real)
Not necessarily fuck somethin, as long as I touch somethin (For real)
A nigga blood boil when I see another nigga holla (WHAT)
Don′t make me have to pop a nigga in his fuckin collar

[Chorus]

[DMX]
Aiyyo, shit is goin to smooth (Uh)
Since Stella got a new groove (Yeah) it′s like we got somethin to prove
We gon′ make it, rain or shine
My heart is yours and yours is mine
Like Eve said, "Love Is Blind" (Come on), right about now
I can′t see shit cause you always on my mind
Been like that, since I met her, had to have her so I went to get her
But I′m a dog so I didn′t sweat her
And it wasn′t bout the cheddar, I don′t trick
I got two things for bitches, couple of jokes and some dick
Yeah the kid talk slick but that′s not what I′m about
We got dog love and me and shorty ridin it out, we out

[Chorus]

[Janice and Amerie]
All I want is you in my life
All I got is you in my life
All I need is you in my life
So I know I′m gonna be all right
[Repeat]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:06

DMX - Bitch Please III

feat. Xzibit, Ja Rule, Eminem, Dre

[Dre] Yeah whattup Detroit?
[Snoop] Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh-no he didn′t!
Ahhh! They didn′t do it again,
what-what, what-what?
Did you shit on these niggaz two times Dr. Dre?
[Dre] Oh fo′ sho′!
[Snoop] Uh-uh, naw, ya smell that?
This is special right here
What-what, what-what-what?
Yeah, it′s a toast to the boogie baby
Uhh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie
Yeah, y′know! What′s crackin Dre?
[DMX]
Its my, survival instinct that keeps my head above the water
Every day I show another how I love a slaughter
Plug your daughter
Whith more holes than sponges
Attack the bitch and stop for the leach
With these, I shoot the breeze
And its thought, enough keys from the cubans to build a fucking fort
I′m caught up in somthing that I cant control
Trying to get a hold of a bank role and stroll
Catch bodies like a cold. And stay sick
So face it, make me chase it, I take your life and erase it
Waste it, in the fucking streets
Cuz It aint worth shit
The undertaker take your ass under the earth
Quicker, I love money, but the scam is hot
So I snatch up my man and hit the gambling spot
20 grand is got, one nigga shot one nigga less
What use to his chest, is a mess under his vest

Chorus: Nate Dogg (+Snoop)

And you don′t really wanna fuck, with me
Only nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, this heat
[Snoop] That′s, the devil, they always wanna dance

[Xzibit]
I′m the Head Nigga In Charge, I′m watchin you move
You′re found dead in your garage, with ten o′clock news coverage
Gotta love it, cause I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox with God
All jokes aside, come bounce with us
Standin over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
It′s like ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in the bodybag, but never in cuffs
So who do you trust? They just not rugged enough
When things get rough I′m in the club shootin with Puff
Bitch, please - you must have a mental disease
Assume the position and get back down on your knees - c′mon

Chorus

[Ja Rule]
E-Dub, get a nigga involved, let me spit a few bars
Of murderous material, niggas venereal, diseases to me
And its startin to burn when I piss on emcees
Niggas want it with me, who I be?
The one that got you ready to run
The one with rhyme or reason to bust my gun
Whats the outcome, another nigga gettin smoked?
Another nigga found slain with a tongue out his throat
Son its no joke, I pump lead like bad dope
And leave niggas nodding out with no hope
I′ma spit various flows, and fuck various hoes
Rule, E-Dub, and Short Dog it shows
That the niggas with the money get the bitches bitches
Rolled up on dubs, deep dishes dishes
Niggas don′t want it with me
J-the A-the R-U-L-E

[Tupac]
Now everytime I see you cats is rollin in packs
For the life of me I cannot see why you don′t know how to act
Love to clown when you deep, but when you on that solo creep
out on the streets you don′t hear a peep
Nigga it′s a god damn shame, somebody explain
why they sent a Bad Boy to play a grown man′s game
Tear that ass out the frame
How long will it last, nigga don′t ask, just be first to blast
Outlaw on the mash tryin to be the first to see some cash
My shit′s classic, like my nigga Nate
Go get the tape, we keep the nation anticipatin until we break
Money made me evil, court cases got me stressed
Niggaz aimin at my head but I still wear my vest

Chorus 2X

[Eminem - impersonating Snoop]
Awww naww, big Slim Dogg
Eighty pound balls, dick six inch long
Back up, in the, heezy BAY-BAY
He′s Sha-day!

[Snoop] He′s so cra-zay!

[Eminem]
Hahaha! Gimme the mic, let me recite, ′til Timothy White
pickets outside the Interscope offices every night
What if he′s right? I′m just a criminal, makin a living
off of the world′s misery - what in the world gives me the right
to say what I like, and walk around flippin the bird
Livin the urban life, like a white kid from the ′burbs
Dreamin at night of screamin at mom, schemin to leave
Run away from home and grow to be as evil as me
I just want you all to notice me and people to see
that somewhere deep down, there′s a decent human being in me
It just can′t be found, so the reason you′ve been seeing this me
is cause this is me now, the recent dude who′s being this mean
So when you see me, dressin up like a nerd on TV
or heard the CD usin the fag word so freely
it′s just me being me, here want me to tone it down?
{*LOWER pitch*} Suck my fuckin dick, you faggot
You happy now? Look here

[Eminem - impersonating Snoop]
I start some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause they know (cause they know)
I start some shit they throw me out the back do′ (the back do′)
Come back and shoot the club up with a fo′-fo′ (a fo′-fo′)

Chorus 2X

[Xzibit]
2001 and forever
Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X to the Z, Nate Dogg
C′mon, yeah!!

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:06

DMX - The Rain

[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
Uh.. uh.. uh, uh, uh
[singing] 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 nuttin but bein true but
[singing] 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, every day it is
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
I wanna be able to walk out my front door
Without worryin about comin in conflict with the law, cause
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
If I follow Him, they′ll follow me
And I′ll speak life into the word that you can see
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
We get away with everyday shit, but everyday shit
catches up to you and when it does you can′t say shit!
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
If I don′t, you will, when I won′t, you steal
What makes it feel like we gots to kill?
[singing] 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?
[singing] 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 up on some slick shit
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
I don′t have to talk to it any more
I don′t have to walk to it any more, I′m out the door [SLAM]
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
I wanna find peace with the Lord
I don′t wanna find a beast with the sword, I can′t afford to
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
When every day of my life
Is a constant fight between wrong and right
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
I thank you Lord for my life
Thank you Lord for keepin it loose when things got tight
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
Only I can stop the rain
Only I can stop the pain, yeahh
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
Only I can stop, the rain, stop, the rain, yeahh - WHAT?
... GRRRR, only I (only I) can stop (can stop) the rain (the rain)
Only I can stop the rain, cause the rain falls on me
[singing] Now I know, only I, can stop the rain
Only I can stop the rain

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:06

DMX - Let Me Fly

DMX:

Uh. Yea. Uh. If you love something let it go, if it
comes back to you it′s yours. If it doesn′t, it never was.
Hold me down baby

Chorus(2x):
Either let me fly, or give me death
Let my soul rest, take my breath
If I don′t fly I′ma die anyway, I′ma live on
but I′ll be gone any day

Hold me down, niggaz wanna know me now
Didn′t want ta play wit′ me when to show me how
No meow
Is it all about the bark ?
Let the dog lose baby it′s about to spark
Light up the night, like the 4th of July
Niggaz know, when I let go, niggaz die
wit′ this Y and you don′t know you slow like Baltimore
If you ain′t tryin′ ta go ya blow
I soke up all the pain and except it in silence
When I let go it′s violence cause the wildest
leaves the dog barkin′ up the tree for the cat
in the fog but ya′ll niggaz see is the bat
Flappin′ away wit′ em blind like Stevy
Niggas don′t hear me, still tryin′ to see me
Stop being greedy, ya heard what I said
Let me go, let me flow on my bed

Chorus(2x)

I sold my soul to the devil, and the price was cheap
A yo it′s cold on this level cause it′s twice as deep
But you don′t hear me, ignorance is blisning and so on
Sometimes it′s better to be taught dumb
Shall I go on
You don′t want no real, what the deal is a mystery
How is it I can live and make history
If you don′t see it then it, wasn′t ment for you to see
If you wasn′t born wit′ it then, it wasn′t ment for you to be
But you can′t blame me for not wantin′ to be hound
lock down in a cell wit′ a soul gettin′ dwelled
This is hell, go get the devil and get me the key
but can′t be worst than the curse that was given ta me
It′s what I live for, you take away that and I′m gone
There′s a difference between, doin′ wrong and being wrong
and that ain′t right
Just keep it fair baby
Put me in the year, and I′ll take it there baby
Yes

Chorus(2x)

I′ma flow regardless because I′m an artist until I′m trapped
I′ma continue to hit he hardest whether I scrap or rap
Give me death but you ain′t my friend
I see it in your eyes, you contemplate my end
You waitin′ for that bin in the road, where you were told
that you would go, when you were old
and if you died young, it was told
So what the dilly, what it was worth
Think back 26 years, be like what of his birth
What if it was a miscarriage and I never existed
Have I given something that have been taken away you
would of missed it
Didn′t know, did I persisted ?
It was the call of the wild
I′m here to say what′s in my heart, and you call it a style
Don′t put it in the cage, don′t mistreat it
You say you hunger for knowledge, here it is eat it
Another soul completed is another thought captured
Let me do my thing I got it locked wit′ this rap shit

Chorus(2x)

Or give me death, uh uh uh, or take my breath
I′ma die anyway, but I′ll be gone any day
Where my niggaz ?
(3x)Uh ha ha, for my niggaz

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:05

DMX - Damien

UH
DefJam
Uh
RuffRyders

(The Snake the rat, the cat, the dog,

how you gon′ see them if you livin in the fog)
My nigga TP creep with me

(The Snake the rat, the cat, the dog,

how you gon′ see them if you livin in the fog)

[Verse 1: DMX]
Why is it every move I make turn out to be a bad one
Where′s my gaurdian angel
need one, wish I had one
(I′m right here shorty and I′ma hold you down
and tryin′ to fuck all these bitches I′ma show you how)
But who?
(My name D like you but my friends call me Damien
and I′ma put you into somethin′ about this game we in
You and me could take it there
and you′ll be the hottest nigga ever livin′)
That′s a givin′
(You′ll see)
Hmmm thats what I′ve been wantin′ all my life
Thinkin′ ′bout my little man so I call my wife
Well your dada is about to make it happen
What′chu mean my nigga?
I′m about to make it rappin′
Today I met this cat
He said his name was Damien
He thinks that we′re alot alike and wants to be my friend

(You mean like Chuckie?)
HaHa yeah just like Chuckie
(Dada looks like w both lucky)

[Yeah]

[Hook:]
The Snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon′ see them if you livin in the fog [4x]

[Verse 2:]
(Hey yo D)
What up D
(You a smooth nigga, I seen you
but nobody knew who pulled the trigger)
Yeah, you know it′s always over doe
(You sure, I could′ve sworn it was over a hoe)
Na, na that ain′t my style
(May you stay frontin′ but you still my man
and I ain′t goin′ say nothin′, got yo weed go ′head smoke it,
go ′head drink it, go ′head ′n fuck shorty
you know I can keep a secret
I′m about to have you drivin′
probably a Benz, but we gotta stay friends
Blood out, blood in)
Sounds good to me, fuck it, what I got to lose
(Hmm) nothin′ I can think of, ANY NIGGA WOULD CHOOSE
Got me pushin′ the whips, takin′ trips across seas
Pockets stay laced, nigga I push G′s
For that nigga I would bleed, give him my right hand
Now that I think about it yo, that′s my man

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
(You like how everything is goin′
You like what I did
You know if you was goin′ down
I′d be the one to save you.
But yo I need a favor, these cat′s across town hate me
Plus they behavior hasn′t been to good lately)
What!?! anything for you dog
Where them niggas at
(38th and Broadway)
Let me get the Gat
Run up on ′em strapped
Bust off caps on four niggas
Laid low for ′bout a month and killed two more niggas
Now I′m ready to chill but you still want me to kill
(Look at what I did for you dog, come on, keep it real)
Aight, fuck it, I′ma do it, who is it this time
(Hey yo remember that kid Sean you used to be with in 89)
Naw, that′s my man
(I thought I was your man)
But yo, that′s my nigga
(Hey who′s your biggest fan, either do it or give me your right hand
That′s what you said)
I see now, ain′t nothin′ but trouble ahead

[Hook]

In the fog, the fog
livin′ in the fog
How you gon′ see ′em if you livin′ in the fog
How you gon′ see ′em if you livin′ in the fog
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
To be continued motherfuckers
Haaaaaahahaha

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:05

DMX - We Right Here

Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Chorus]
Bring it! What?
We right here
We′re not goin anywhere
We right here
This is ours and we don′t share
We right here
Bring your crew cuz we don′t care
We right here
Uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
One mo′ 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 comin strapped, with some shit that′ll spit from dusk ′til dawn
And when you gone
Ain′t no comin 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!

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Here we go again
How many million did my last one sell? Fuck it, I′m goin for ten
It′s never gone stop
And ever fuckin 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 doin runnin around like this, like you won′t get stuck
Yo, that′s my word
I stay givin it to niggas, and I stay not really being heard
But, y′all gone see
That the same things thou 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!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Bring the noise
And you better come with niggas you don′t give a fuck about,
Cuz you gone lose your boys
Cuz we don′t play
And the silencer will silence any cocksucker with somethin to say
Dog for life
Whether I′m on or off the leash I bite, streets are my life
Click click boom [gunshot]
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 goin, goin
Shit I′m always careful when I walk, I′m always seein, knowin
The dog gone live
Stay walkin 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

[Chorus 2x]

[DMX]
We right here
Uh, uh, uh

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:05

DMX - Dogs Out

This is dedicated to, this is dedicated to
The streets, this is dedicated to

[Chorus]
And the dog is out, arf arf arf arf
And the dog is out, arf arf arf arf
And the dog is out, arf arf arf arf
It′s just D
And the dog is out

[DMX]
Started gettin a little too big for the cage that I been trapped in
Cats new it was a problem, went from robbin to rappin
Guns got the clappin, another trip to the morgue
We all know why it′s happenin, another bit by the dog
When there′s nothin left to eat, I ate away at my soul
Felt destructive cause I don′t give a fuck if I go
I know y′all been told I don′t give a fuck about livin
Killin other dogs got you cats chasin bitches
Got me itchin to bring back the beast from within
What I catch I′ma eat, in the streets I′ma win
I′ve been top dog and I′ma stay top dog
So what the fuck you got to say dog?
You cats play games that dog ain′t with
Suck my dick, behind my back dog ain′t shit
Well this is it, from now on if you ain′t out the camp
We out to clamp, put ′em up against the champ
You bitch

[Chorus x2]
And the dog is out, arf arf arf arf
And the dog is out, arf arf arf arf
And the dog is out, arf arf arf arf
It′s just D
And the dog is out, c′mon c′mon

[DMX]
I don′t think you cats see too clearly
If it ain′t that you must be deaf, cause y′all niggaz don′t hear me
But I know I got you scared to death
How many other niggaz you know when you see ′em make you hold your breath?
All a nigga did was take a pause
Did a couple of movies and you thought this whole rap shit was yours?
Stop being greedy, when was the last time you gave to the needy
Believe me, I run through niggaz like hallways with the cops behind
Give it to a nigga all day cause I pops the nine
Man listen, if you don′t wanna see your man missin, man listen
I get dough like a nigga in a up north flick
And still roll like a nigga on some up north shit
The way dog flip out, cats′ll never understand
Niggaz be like "X I thought I was your man!"
Not!

[Chorus]

This is dedicated to, this is dedicated to
The streets, this is dedicated to

[DMX]
My dogs is dogs that love to brawl
Bring as many as you got cause we gon fuck ′em all
Dicksucked in the hall
The same shorty thats puttin any work on her knees
I′m duckin her call
A dog is a dog is a dog for life, dog been a dog, dog in your wife
I got kids this age
But let ′em keep talkin slick and I′m gon put somethin hot up in his ribcage

[Chorus]

When the dog is out, bitch ass niggaz get bit or fucked
One or the two, and I′m not Ja Rule
Feel me? Aight

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:55:04

DMX - Blackout

Blackout
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 stick
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]
Aiyyo, when my gun bust send niggaz to the fish like swamps and
New York′s youngest Bumpy Johnson
I put fear in y′all heads
Sheek looks 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 shunned 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 butcha
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

Send "Blackout" Ringtone to your C

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:54:42

DMX - Bitch Please III

feat. Xzibit, Ja Rule, Eminem, Dre

[Dre] Yeah whattup Detroit?
[Snoop] Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh-no he didn′t!
Ahhh! They didn′t do it again,
what-what, what-what?
Did you shit on these niggaz two times Dr. Dre?
[Dre] Oh fo′ sho′!
[Snoop] Uh-uh, naw, ya smell that?
This is special right here
What-what, what-what-what?
Yeah, it′s a toast to the boogie baby
Uhh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie
Yeah, y′know! What′s crackin Dre?
[DMX]
Its my, survival instinct that keeps my head above the water
Every day I show another how I love a slaughter
Plug your daughter
Whith more holes than sponges
Attack the bitch and stop for the leach
With these, I shoot the breeze
And its thought, enough keys from the cubans to build a fucking fort
I′m caught up in somthing that I cant control
Trying to get a hold of a bank role and stroll
Catch bodies like a cold. And stay sick
So face it, make me chase it, I take your life and erase it
Waste it, in the fucking streets
Cuz It aint worth shit
The undertaker take your ass under the earth
Quicker, I love money, but the scam is hot
So I snatch up my man and hit the gambling spot
20 grand is got, one nigga shot one nigga less
What use to his chest, is a mess under his vest

Chorus: Nate Dogg (+Snoop)

And you don′t really wanna fuck, with me
Only nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, this heat
[Snoop] That′s, the devil, they always wanna dance

[Xzibit]
I′m the Head Nigga In Charge, I′m watchin you move
You′re found dead in your garage, with ten o′clock news coverage
Gotta love it, cause I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox with God
All jokes aside, come bounce with us
Standin over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
It′s like ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in the bodybag, but never in cuffs
So who do you trust? They just not rugged enough
When things get rough I′m in the club shootin with Puff
Bitch, please - you must have a mental disease
Assume the position and get back down on your knees - c′mon

Chorus

[Ja Rule]
E-Dub, get a nigga involved, let me spit a few bars
Of murderous material, niggas venereal, diseases to me
And its startin to burn when I piss on emcees
Niggas want it with me, who I be?
The one that got you ready to run
The one with rhyme or reason to bust my gun
Whats the outcome, another nigga gettin smoked?
Another nigga found slain with a tongue out his throat
Son its no joke, I pump lead like bad dope
And leave niggas nodding out with no hope
I′ma spit various flows, and fuck various hoes
Rule, E-Dub, and Short Dog it shows
That the niggas with the money get the bitches bitches
Rolled up on dubs, deep dishes dishes
Niggas don′t want it with me
J-the A-the R-U-L-E

[Tupac]
Now everytime I see you cats is rollin in packs
For the life of me I cannot see why you don′t know how to act
Love to clown when you deep, but when you on that solo creep
out on the streets you don′t hear a peep
Nigga it′s a god damn shame, somebody explain
why they sent a Bad Boy to play a grown man′s game
Tear that ass out the frame
How long will it last, nigga don′t ask, just be first to blast
Outlaw on the mash tryin to be the first to see some cash
My shit′s classic, like my nigga Nate
Go get the tape, we keep the nation anticipatin until we break
Money made me evil, court cases got me stressed
Niggaz aimin at my head but I still wear my vest

Chorus 2X

[Eminem - impersonating Snoop]
Awww naww, big Slim Dogg
Eighty pound balls, dick six inch long
Back up, in the, heezy BAY-BAY
He′s Sha-day!

[Snoop] He′s so cra-zay!

[Eminem]
Hahaha! Gimme the mic, let me recite, ′til Timothy White
pickets outside the Interscope offices every night
What if he′s right? I′m just a criminal, makin a living
off of the world′s misery - what in the world gives me the right
to say what I like, and walk around flippin the bird
Livin the urban life, like a white kid from the ′burbs
Dreamin at night of screamin at mom, schemin to leave
Run away from home and grow to be as evil as me
I just want you all to notice me and people to see
that somewhere deep down, there′s a decent human being in me
It just can′t be found, so the reason you′ve been seeing this me
is cause this is me now, the recent dude who′s being this mean
So when you see me, dressin up like a nerd on TV
or heard the CD usin the fag word so freely
it′s just me being me, here want me to tone it down?
{*LOWER pitch*} Suck my fuckin dick, you faggot
You happy now? Look here

[Eminem - impersonating Snoop]
I start some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause they know (cause they know)
I start some shit they throw me out the back do′ (the back do′)
Come back and shoot the club up with a fo′-fo′ (a fo′-fo′)

Chorus 2X

[Xzibit]
2001 and forever
Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X to the Z, Nate Dogg
C′mon, yeah!!

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:54:41

DMX - Baby Motha

[Reporter]
Rapper and actor DMX along with wife pregnant wife Tashera
Showed up at the federal court in Queens Wednesday
To accept a plea agreement
Inside the courthouse, DMX signed autographs with a sketch artist over the face
As well as the fans caught off guard
By this star′s appearances

[Chorus: DMX]
My baby motha be buggin soon as I walked in the door
Got me like "I ain′t fuckin with that bitch no more"
Don′t even like so I can′t fuck with her
Thinkin cause we got a kid together, I′m stuck with her, nah
(Repeat)

[DMX]
My baby′s motha be buggin, she wanna blast stick bitches
One of them talk shit, and then get they ass kicked bitches
Once upon a story, yall niggas know the story
And that everything is lovely when it′s all about the glory
But soon as shit hit the fan, honies be wanna take the kid and scram
I′m having bad thoughts, don′t like how dark it′s getting man
From the time I wake up and get dressed
I get stressed, and hardly ever get rest
It′s oh-five, so I′m on some different shit cousin
She ain′t gon have me liftin through that riffin shit cousin
I got moves to make and mad shit to do
Her friends are looking good so I might hit the crew
It′s like one and two that might get a nigga that big and happy
And I know them bitches will fuck me cause when I see ′em, they be winkin at me
You listenin thinkin that′s a crazy brother
But I′m gon have to be a father who ain′t fuckin with his baby motha

[Chorus: 2X]

Bitches be callin the cops, thinkin they callin the shots
Takin the dude with the bag, baby it′s all in the pops
And do yo thing, cause I′m doin mine boo
A nigga just been chillin, I been just fine, and you?
I kicked it with my honey and she put me on to something
You gon think until you really see me gon, I′m frontin
Maybe if you kept your friends of respectable distance
Out of our business, I wouldn′t have to come and visit
I thought you knew, let the shit you like switchin clothes
When them bitches through, ain′t to co sure when they home
But that ain′t never stopped yo ass from passin on the Guess
Askin for that Cougie sweater, patten up the breast
Patten up the butt, but you think niggas is stupid
Last week yo shit was like the dog, look at it now, too big
I ain′t gon blow yo shit no more, I shouldn′t be even did that
Cause you my baby motha, and I′ma always hit that

[Hook: Janyce] (DMX)
Give a hell what you say (You don′t)
I ain′t never gon go away (You won′t)
I′ma stalk you till I find you (Been there)
Turn around and be right behind you (Still there)
Be in the bushes outside yo house
Just waitin for you to come out
Cause I′m a stupid bitch (I know)
A real fuckin stupid bitch (I know)
Ain′t nothing but a stupid bitch

[Chorus: 2X]

[DMX]
My baby motha be buggin soon as I walked in the door
Got me like "I ain′t fuckin with this bitch no more"
Give me a Puerto Rican honey that cook rice and beans
And hair down to her ass, who looks nice in them jeans
So I can be like "Damn, you looking good and I wanna fuck"
But you a chicken so when I′m finish, I got a duck
Plus, you don′t wanna be around and see what honey do
And plenty comin through, she comin through with that twenty-two
Trust me, you don′t need that in your life
Oh yall bitches already know, I got a wife
You′se a stupid bitch, a real fuckin stupid bitch
You ain′t nothing but a stupid bitch. Bitch!

[Bridge]

[Chorus until fade]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:54:41

DMX - Angel

Regina Bell harmonizing while DMX speaks]
What good is it..
for a man to, gain the world..
yet lose his own soul, in the process?
[Bell] God loves you, yes he does
Said you′re alright with him
[DMX] I wonder..
[Chorus: Regina Bell (repeat 2X)]

I know you never seen him but don′t fight with him
You′re gonna make it through the night to the light with him
Uhh, you′re alright with him
I said you′re alright with him

[DMX]
I′m callin out to you Lord, because I need your help
See once again I′m havin difficulty savin myself
behavin myself, you told me what to do, and I do it
But every and now and then, gets a little harder to go through it
Losin friends, day by day
I′m in so much pain when I′m here Lord, please take me away
I put you here to do a job, and your work ain′t done
To live is to suffer, but you′re still my son
And there will be a time when you shine as bright as the stars
But there won′t be a, his or hers, just ours
Then you′ll see what I′ve been tryin to show you, all these years
Do the right thing; cause after the tears, come the cheers
I will, my Lord, with my heart, and my soul
That′s gonna be how I roll, from now until I′m old
Lead and I′ll follow, you take away the sorrow
I′ma sleep on what you said and holla back tomorrow

[Chorus]

[DMX]
I want you to know Lord, that for what you′ve given me I′m thankful
Sincerely, from the bottom of my heart, I′m grateful
You gave us power in our words, so I think before I speak
And that way when I speak, they know I′m here to teach
Can′t tell em nothin wrong, cause I love em too much
I reach a lot of people, and Lord, I′m lovin the touch
But deep inside, I′ve got somethin that′s workin against
everything I know is right, what I know makes sense
That′s when you must fight harder, than you′ve ever fought before
cause what you′ve got goin on inside you is a war
between good and evil, be careful of those who wanna be you
They smile, but are not really happy when they see you
Be careful of the ones that always wanna get you high
Cause when the time comes, that one′ll let you die
Listen to me! I′m here, but I can only help you
if you want me to help, what do you want for yourself?

[Chorus]

[DMX]
My Lord, my saviour, don′t judge my behaviour
but instead, take what′s in my heart and put it in my head
See I guess I really never knew, how proud I made you
My life is yours, my soul I gave you
I don′t know if I′ll do good enough (he′s by your side)
And we both know the hood is rough (right by your side)
Sometimes I don′t know what to do (X, dry your eyes)
But I know what I gotta do (it′ll be alright)
You keep givin me the word, and I′ll put it to song
Talk to me, I′ll talk to them, and we can′t go wrong
This is the start of somethin strong, and this is just the start of it
Praises to you my Lord, for lettin me be a part of it
I was that kid that, been there, did that
Became ashamed so I hid that
But, ain′t no longer with that
Use me as an example - if I can do, then they can too
With the Lord behind us, there ain′t nothin that we can′t do

[Chorus]

[Regina Bell]
He′s by your side
Right by your side
X, dry your eyes
cause it′ll be alright
Yeah, he′s by your side
Right by your side
X, dry your eyes
Cause, it′ssssssssss gonna be alright
Yeah yeah, yes it isssssssssss

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:54:41

DMX - Aint No Way

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
Then die 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
Let me ramble on for little while, go back to hustlin

[Chorus]

Give it to niggaz just how they give it to, me
Hit ′em in a rhyme because I′m a 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 to get force right in the mouth
Didn′t appreciate what you got when you got it so if I see it, I′ma tot 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 mess
Catch you while you comfortable put one up in yo chest
One up in yo vest of course pay 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 let me go
And nigaz know, who the best is
The dog, DMX is the rest is or might as well be helpless
I wreck this cuz when I wreck shit
I might snatch a niggaz necklace
Then go from like midnight to breakfast
COME ON

[Chorus]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:54:41

DMX - ATF

[DMX]
Got me on the run
Uh, uh

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, open the door, ATF
To late to send my girl downstairs to say he left
To the basement, go through the replacement door
Come up in my neighbor′s yard, wit′ a taste for war
You know I laced the four, wit′ the hallows
Crack the safe, got the bottles

[Girl]
Whatchu want me to do?

[DMX]
Beep Callows
Two houses over, by the tall black fence
I keep the hooptie parked for situations like this
There go Priest, yo, deal in, you drive

[Guy]
What the fuck you doin′ nigga?

[DMX]
Tryin′ to stay alive
Cops on every corner, I lay back and try to cruise by
Who the fuck could′a snitched? Must′a been a new guy
(Siren)Damn, in back on our ass
Put your foot back on the gas, step on it fast
Tryin′ to pull up on the side, but I′m packin′ to blast
Tryin′ to take the niggaz heads off, fuck crackin′ the glass
(Gunshots)Hey, look out, (bark), damn
Came so close, you almost hit that bitch

[Guy]
Like you said nigga, almost

[DMX]
Shit, the cops hit her, and I know they ain′t gon′ leave her
Go up here, make this left, pull it over, take a breather
(breathing sounds)
Drop it on the floor, BOOM
Got it through the door, peddle to the floor, an office line
Death is in the air, and I don′t know if it′s mine
But I know if it′s time, it′ll be what it is
And all I can think of is what about my kids
Shit, they on the corner, hit the sidewalk, quick!
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 more clips
Hit the fire hydrant, get low for the shootout
Run through the fire, pull a gun from my boot out
Caught me in the shoulder, the neck, the ear
I′m goin′ out fast and the last thing I hear is
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, open the door, ATF

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:54:40

DMX - A Minute For Your Son

You got a minute for your son, Father?
I need to talk I’m so tired of trying to run, Father
Let’s take a walk I’m so sorry for whut I’ve done, Father
It ain’t my fault The devil’s been on my back lately He’s like a hawk
You never give us more than we can handle But it’s gettin hard
And I’m a strong individual But i need you, God
A lot of things that I used to I don’t wanna
Runnin tha streets like i used ta
I know i’m gonna speak the word for you one day
Up in the light -- Halleluiah!! -- on Sunday
I thank you Lord for the blessings that you gave me
And for my life the blessings taht you have saved me
and for my wife
you have carried me ‘nuff times and that’s the truth
carried me through the rough times throughout my youth
and through it that i saw you was still wit me
i was that one lost sheep and you was comin to get me

[chorus]
lord, you got me like..... your luv got me like....
lord, you got me like.... your luv got me like....
lord, you got me like.... your luv got me like....
lord, you got me like.... your luv GOT ME LIKE....

i’m lookin at life a lil’ different now since you hugged me
and i always luved my people but now they luv me
thank you for the luv, Lord, we praise ya
Jacob, ascendents, from africa to asia
bleeding the blood of Christ over our life
Wrong or right just help us make it through the night
And we’ll shout your name in times of need
and times of joy and when we bleed
and when we are overcome with grief
you don’t have to tell me twice; i’ma take heed
and because of whut you’ve given me, i know you’ll deliver me
and i won’t drown no matter how deep the river be
you are the strength i never knew i had
kept the heart good when they told me it was bad,
all praise is due to ya, that′s why I had to dedicate somethin new to ya,
thank you Father

[chorus]

Uhhh i never knew a luv like this before
messin with the Thug Life, i missed it all
open up the doors and let me in
i’m done wit the cards so let’s begin
prayers that you give to me, i give to them
same way you live in me i live in them
life is a blessing now you got me smiling
from inside of my heart when inside it was dark
and it doesn’t rain any more only sunshine
no pain anymore.... i really luv mine
you wash away the tears with the fears
i’m happier than i’ve ever been in my life, in thirty years
you know that
one day i’ll speak the word
you know that!
when i do, i will be hear
you know that!
you have me a permanenet smile
and you know this, Father, cuz i’m ur child!!

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:54:40

DMX - A ′Yo Kato

[DMX]

Uh......This should go out to my dawg Kato....rest in piece baby....he′s the kingpin

[Chorus DMX]

Dawgs that i called my friends
Praying for all my friends
Things i do for my friends
We miss you, A′Yo! Kato!

[Verse 1]

Started of two dawgs wit the same goals
Nuttin but two dawgs walkin the same road
Two different cultures, but had the same heart
Enjoyed seein the light, but lived in the dark
5th album bumped heads in the parking alot
Was a pride brother, didnt like to bark alot
Came correct, when he came, he gained respect
So i gave respect, we shared the same respect
Two names in wreck now on the circles
Two brothers with good heart, but if you start, two brothers that will hurt you
You know how that dirt, hittin four corners
Earh! Earh! Earh! Earh!, right back upon us
God tried to warn us but sometimes we dont see
When i first heard im like "this cant be, yall niggaz is buggin
Got the wrong information or suttin, please tell me that these niggaz is frontin
God No"

[Chorus DMX (Magic)]

Dawgs that i called my friends
Praying for all my friends
Things i do for my friends
We miss you,(We miss) A′Yo! (you) Kato! (Kato)
Dawgs that i called my friends
(We Miss) Praying (You) for (Kato) all my friends
Things I do for my friends
We miss you,(We miss) A′Yo! (you) Kato! (Kato)

[Verse 2]

If its ok, let me kick it wit you for a minute
There left unsaid dawg we wasnt finished
Never got to say thank you for bein a friend
Dawgs! for Life! and you, will role to the end
Held dawg down didnt let a day go by
Everytime dawg came to the shy (what!)
I was good, trips out to Phoenix with the scrambling squad
If i come back to Phoenix im like, damn its hard
To accept the fact (Uh), that you wont be comin back (Uh)
But i hope your comin back (Uh), cause i wont accept the fact (Uuhh!)
When you came to New York, You had to come to the crib
And vise-versa (Yeah!), thats just how we did
Remote-contol cars (What!), we would race all day
It was adventure, we would chase all day (Yeah!)
So im not gon say good-bye ma nigga (uh uh)
Instead i would rather (Rather) focus on the time we spent together
Thats what matters (for real)

[Chorus DMX (Magic)]

Dawgs that i called my friends
Praying for all my friends
Things i do for my friends
We miss you,(We miss) A′Yo! (you) Kato! (Kato)
Dawgs that i called my friends
(We Miss) Praying (You) for (Kato) all my friends
Things I do for my friends
We miss you,(We miss) Kato! (you) Kato! (Kato)

[Verse1]

I need you to save me a spot next to you and the Lord (Aight)
I dont know when im comin but keep checkin the door (Aight)
But while im here, knock on wood
I′ll make sure your kids remember who they farther was and Val is good (aight!)
Understood how real niggaz move, we dont talk (We dont talk)
But you gon′ always have family in New York, believe that (Yeah)
Where you at you can see that
We dawgs for life and in death and i mean that, Vato

[Chorus DMX (Magic)]

Dawgs that i called my friends
Praying for all my friends
Things i do for my friends
We miss you,(We miss) A′Yo! (you) Kato! (Kato)
Dawgs that i called my friends
(We Miss) Praying (You) for (Kato) all my friends
Things I do for my friends
We miss you,(We miss) Kato! (you) Kato! (Kato)

Yo........Where The Hood at is bangin right now man.....
That was your favourate joint baby (We miss you Kato)
Its goin just like we thought it would baby......
(We miss you Kate) Ye.......(We Miss you Kato).......

we miss you kato

we miss you kato

we miss you kato

I′ll always love you Kato

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:54:39

DMX - 4321

4, 3, 2, 1

[Redman] Hahh [Method] hah
[Method] Yeah [Redman] yeahhh
[LL Cool J] Make it butter
[Redman] I′m gonna Bankhead bounce!
[LL Cool J] No doubt
[Redman] Aiyyo watch yo mouth!

[Redman] Aiyyo, one two three four five six seven
Blaze the hot
[LL Cool J] trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six five four three two one
My mon Meth-Tical come and get some

[Method Man]
Playin my position, hot Nixon
This one, for all the sick ones, confliction
Posionous darts sickening, best believe
finger itchin with two broke legs, now I′m trippin
on MC′s cliche, shot that ricochets
start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me
Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
from my punch, watch your son and you
Got you shittin in your last Huggie, runnin who?
Fuckin punk, get a speed bump comin through
A single shot make your knees knock, respect Wu

[Redman]
Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga
Turnin Christian to a certified sinner
The bomb I release, time pent up (explodes)
While you got set up I was hittin your ex hoe
Shit I kept low, petro′ your metro
Politic, keep the chickenheads gobblin
Shit I′m drivin in, come with funk halogen
Terrorize your city, from the spliff committee
Kick ass till both Timberlands turn shitty
Gritty, smack the driver′s head in the chin see
When I approach rappers be takin notes
I drop like I shoulda invented the raincoat
Absolut, I love to burn to the roots
I keep comin til your pour sperm from your boots
Vigilante hardcore to the penis
Tell you fuck you my attitude is anemic

[Canibus]
I′m the illest nigga alive, watch me prove it
I snatch your crown witcha head still attatched to it
Canibus is the type who′ll fight for mics
Beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead niggaz to life
When you look at me long enough, I start to read your thoughts
if the signal was strong enough, and then I′ll call your bluff
like, "Yo, how many rhymes you got?" I think I′ll go on
for more Milleniums than Mazda′s got on the car lot
And there′s nowhere to run ta, when I confront ya
Nigga, I call your bluff like you had a phone number
Who wanna see Canibus get wild, who wanna act fly and
get shot down with a surface-to-air missile
I take em on in all shapes sizes and forms and spit on
anybody who ain′t close enough to shit on
Zero to sixty? I′m already doin a hundred
when I′m blunted and I give it to any nigga that want it

[DMX]
Stay out the dark, cause if I catch you when the sun is down
Run it clown, come up off that, or I′m gon′ gun it down
When in doubt, however skull goes, it′s gon′ be that
See that, that shit′ll finish you dawg, believe that
Where we at, do your value your life, as much as your possesions?
Don′t be a stupid nigga, learn a lesson
I′m gon′ get you either way, and it′s better to live
Let me get what′s between your sock, cause it′s, better to give
than receive, believe what I say when I tell you
Don′t make me put your somewhere where nobody′ll smell you
And when the lights is out, they don′t come back on
This ain′t a flick you ain′t gon′ come back on, you ain′t that strong
You knew it was wrong, but you asked for it baby
You′se a pink nigga, ski mask for it baby
so I can hit you up on front teeth, you think I′m sweet?
Want heat? One deep, leave him behind, front seat

[Redman] Aiyyo, one [Meth] two [Red] three [Meth] four
[Red] five [Meth] six [Red] seven
Blaze the hot trizack
[Method] Shine like heaven
Seven [Red] six [Meth] five [Red] four
[Meth] three [Red] two [Meth] one
[Redman] Come on Mr. Smith, come get some!

[LL Cool J]
When young sons fantasize of borrowing flows
tell little shorty with the big mouth the bank is closed (yeah, word up)
The symbol on my arm is off limits to challengers
You hold the rusty swords I swing the Excalibur
How dare you step up in my dimension
Your little ass should be somewher cryin on detention
Watch your mouth better yet hold your tongue
I′ma do this shit for free this time this one′s for fun
Blow you to pieces, leave you covered in feces
with one thesis ("LL Cool J is hard")
Every little boy wanna pick up the mic
and try to run with the big boys and live up to the real hype
But that′s like pickin up a ball, playin with Mike
Swingin at Ken Griffey or challengin Roy to a fight
Snappin, you ameteur MC′s
Don′t you know I′m like the Dream Team tourin overseas
For rappers in my circle I′m a deadly disease
Ringmaster, bringin a tiger cub to his knees (uhh)
In the history of rap they′ve never seen such prominence
Your naive confidence gets crushed by my dominance (word up)
Now let′s get back to this mic on my arm
If it ever left my side it′d transform into a time bomb
You don′t wanna borrow that, you wanna idolize
And you don′t wanna make me mad nigga you wanna socalize
And I′m daring every MC in the game
to play yourself out position, and mention my name
I make a rhyme for every syllable in your name
Go platinum for every time your grimy ass was on the train
Watch your mouth don′t ever step out of line
LL Cool J nigga, greatest of all time

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:54:39

DMX - 24 Hours To Live

[Puff Daddy]
I want you to ask yourself one question
If you had twenty four hours to live, what would you do?
That′s some deep shit right there, a lot of pressure
How would you handle it?
Mase, what would you do?

[Mase]
Yo, I′d turn out all the hoes that′s heterosexual
Smack conceited niggas right off the pedestal
I′d even look for my dad that I never knew
And show him how I look in my Beretta, too
I′d do good shit like take kids from the ghetto
Show them what they could have if they never settle
Take every white kid from high class level
Show ′em what Christmas like growin′ up in the ghetto
Teach niggas how to spend, stack the rest
Give blunts to the niggas under massive stress
Give every bum on the street cash to invest
And hope Harlem will blow up be my last request

[Jadakiss]
Yo, yo if I had twenty four hours to kick the bucket, fuck it
I′d probably eat some fried chicken and drink a Nantucket
Then go get a jar from Branson
And make sure I leave my mother the money to take care of grandson
Load the three power, hop in the Eddie Bauer
And go give all six to that papi that sold me flour
Get a fresh baldy, make a few calls
Shop at the mall, shoot a lil′ ball
Have all of my bitches on one telly at the same time
Spread it out on different floors
And I′m gon′ play lotto, for what?
Even though I ain′t gon′ be here tomorrow, so what

[Black Rob]
You know when I was close to the ledge
I′d probably be in the wedge
With this bare spanish mami playin′ ′tween my legs
Then I′m off to get choke and smoke one a them dreads
And get that bitch from ′89 that gave us up to the feds
Thought of momma, wrote her a note, we ain′t close
I hate her boyfriend so I put one in his throat
Fuck around and sniff an ounce of raw, bust the four
Fours, pull out my dick and take a piss on the floor
Jump in the whip, git them cats I wanted to git
Since the Tavern on the Green robbery in eighty-six
Went home took a shower in nice cold water
And spent my last hours wit my son and my daughter

[1] - If you had twenty four hours to live just think
Where would you go?
What would you do?
Who would you screw?
And who would you wanna notify?
Or would yo′ ass deny that yo′ ass about to die?

If you had twenty four hours to live just think
Where would you go?
What would you do?
Who would you screw?
And who would you wanna notify?
Or would yo′ ass deny that yo′ ass about to die?

[Sheek]
What hey yo, if I had twenty four nigga gotta get the raw
Run all them papi′s spot, put one in his head at the door
For the times that I paid for twenty an he gave me twelve
The other eight had to be baking soda by itself
So papi fuck you, you dead now, I′m off to the bank
With those bricks in a bookbag and a stolen Jag I just grabbed
Went in there grabbed the bank teller wit the pretty face
Fuck her in the safe, and have her take me to my place
We′ll make a kid but that′s selfish and that′ll be bad
For my son to have the same shit his pops just had
And when I′m down to twenty three, I′m a be strapped wit TNT
Run up in city hall and take the judges wit me

[Styles]
If I had twenty four hours to live, I′d probably die on the fifth
Run in the station squeezin the inf′
I′ll be waitin′ to get to hell and bust down Satan
Styles′ on this shit and I got spot vacant
Back to the twenty four I make it out the precinct
Shootin niggas that I hate in they face while they eatin′
I′m on the job robbin′ every so-called Don
Give the money to my moms and tell her that I′m gone
I would school my little brother that niggas mean him harm
He should learn to tell the future without readin′ palms
When they come in with the bullets, you prepared with the bomb
So fuck bein′ violent get stocks and bonds

[DMX]
Twenty four left until my death
So I′m gon′ waste alot of lives, but I′ll cherish every breath
I know exactly where I′m goin′, but I′mma send you there first
And with the shit that I′ll be doin′, I′mma send you there worse
I′ve been livin′ with a curse, and now it′s all about to end
But before I go, say hello to my little friend
But I gots to make it right, reconcile with my mother
Try to explain to my son, tell my girl I love her
C-4 up under the coat, snatch up my dog
Turn like three buildings on Wall Street, into a fog
Out with a bang, you will remember my name
I wanted to live forever, but this wasn′t fame

[Repeat 1 until fade]

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 06:54:39