DMX Album

[DMX]
Let us pray
Lord Jesus it is you, who wakes me up every day
And I am forever grateful for your love..
.. this is why I pray
You let me touch so many people, and it's all for the good
I influenced so many children, I never thought that I would
And I couldn't take credit for the love they get
because it all comes from you Lord;
I'm just the one that's givin it
And when it seems like the pressure gets to be too much
I take time out and pray, and ask that you be my crutch
Lord I am not perfect by a longshot -- I confess to you daily
But I work harder everyday, and I hope that you hear me
In my heart I mean well, but if you'll help me to grow
then what I have in my heart, will begin to show
And when I get goin, I'm not lookin back for NOTHIN
Cause I will know where I'm headed, cause I'm so tired of the sufferin
I stand before you, a weakened version of, your reflection
Beggin for direction, for my soul needs resurrection
I don't deserve what you've given me, but you never took it from me
because I am grateful, and I use it, and I do not, worship money
If what you want from me is to bring your children to you
my regret is only having one life to do it, instead of two

DMX: Somethin' new

Chorus(2x):
Stop, drop, shut 'em down open up shop
Oh, no
That's how Ruff Ryders roll

DMX:

Niggaz wanna try, niggaz wanna lie
Then niggaz wonder why, niggaz wanna die
All I know is pain
All I feel is rain
How can I maintain, with madd shit on my brain
I resort to violence, my niggaz move in silence
Like you don't know what are style is
New York niggaz the wildest
My niggaz is wit' it
You want it? come and get it
Took it then we split it
You fuckin' right we did it
What the fuck you gonna do, when we run up on you
fuckin' wit' the wrong crew, don't know what we goin' thru
I'ma have ta show niggaz how easily we blow niggaz
When you find out there's somemore niggas, that's runnin with your niggaz
Nothin' we can't handle, break it up and dismantle, light it up like a candle

just cause I can't stand you
Put my shit on tapes, like you bussin' grapes
Think you holdin weight? Then you haven't met the Apes

Chorus(2x)

Is ya'll niggaz crazy?
I'll buss you and be swazy
Stop actin' like a baby, mind your business lady
Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you
you know I'm tryin' ta get rid of you
Ya I know it's pitiful
That's how niggaz get down
Watch why niggaz spit round
Make ya'll niggaz kiss ground, just for talkin' shit clown
Oh you think it's funny then you don't know me money
It's about to get ugly, fuck it dog I'm hungry
I guess you know what that mean, come up off that green
Five niggaz or a fiend, don't make it a murder scene
Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone
let a dog roam and he'll find his way home
Home of the brave, my home is a cage
and yo I'ma slave til' my home is a grave
I'ma pull paper, it's all about the papers
Bitches talkin' paper then how they wanna rape us

Chorus(2x)

Look what you dun started,
Asked for it, you got it
had it, should have shot it
Now your dearly departed
Get at me dog, did I rip shit with this one here I flip shit
Niggaz know when I kick shit
It's gonna be some slick shit
What was that look for, when I walked in the door
Oh you thought you was raw, boom not anymore
Cause now you on the floor, wishin you never saw me walk
through that door, with that 4 4
Now it's time for bed
Two more to the head, got the floor red
Yea that nigga's dead
Another unsolved mystery, It's goin' down in history
Niggaz ain't never did shit to me
Bitch ass niggaz can't get to me
Gots to make the move, got a point to prove
Got a make'em grove, got'em all like ooh
So to the next time, you hear this nigga ryhme
Try to keep your mind, on gettin pussy and crime

f/ Sheek

[DMX, (Sheek)]
(Yea I'm right here dog) Where my dogs at
(We right here dog) Where my dogs at
(I'm right here dog)

[DMX]
What must I go through to show you shit is real
And I ain't really never gave a fuck how niggaz feel
Rob then I steal, not cause I want to cause I have to
And don't make me show you with the Magnum
If you don't know by now then you slippin
I'm on some bullshit thats got me jackin, niggaz flippin
I got my man and them stay pretty like I'ma stay shitty
Crimey it's all for the money is you wit me
Hit the bitches, went out I could make the crime
And when it's on we transform like Optimus Prime
I'll form the head, roll out let's make it happen
If we ain't gonna get it wit them we'll take the cap down
Bust it off, gust it off on the softest niggaz
Money with the biggest mouth, yo let's rob this nigga
A novice nigga never made a sound
Breath too fuckin hard like you gettin bust down

[Hook : Sheek (DMX)]
Yo, yo ya n...az wanna be killers (get at me dog)
Ya n...az wanna feel us (get at me dog)
Ya n...az want the real (Get at me dog)

[DMX]
Rrrrrr arf arf what the deal

[Hook]

[DMX]
Rrrrrr arf arf what the deal
Nowadays, Don't get to good for certain niggaz, I'm hurtin niggaz
What you doin robbin niggaz, jerkin niggaz, stickin niggaz
Cause they deserve it; with money got murdered
They know we died slow if they heard it
The nigga there blew up the spot a while
and the mother fucker ain't got shot in a while
And the stacks will light up, will fuck the night up
blow everything in sight up
fuck around and I'll have your ass right up
What makes you think, you wasn't able to stand
I got shit that'll disable a man with the wave of a hand
The days are longer and seems like I'm wastin time
I've got a lot of dreams but I'm not really chasin mine
I suck it all up like a sicka fly
Cause nowadays gettin' by, catchin ???, an occasional meal and
gettin high, I live to die, That's where I'm headed
let your man hold somthin, now it's all about you can get it

[Hook]

[DMX]
Rrrrrr arf arf what the deal
Well in the back wit ya faggot ass face down
Lucky that you breathin but you dead from the waste down
The fuck is on your mind? Talkin that shit that you be talkin
And I bet you wish you never got hit cause you be walkin
But shit happens and fuck it, you would of did ya dirt
niggaz is wonderin how the fuck you hid your skirt
Right under they eyes like a surprise to the guys
just one of their mans was a bitch in disguise
fuckin with cats in order heads and slaughter more kids
Let me hollar at you all that wanna borrow the raw shit (ah-oh!)
Knahmean? I'm just robbin to eat
And there's at least a thousand of us like me mobbin the street
When we starve and we eat whatever's there
Come on you know the code in the street, whatever's fair
Blood stains and chalk, cause yo man couldn't walk
After the talk, heard him out at 1133 of New York
Transformin us niggaz so get it quick
You know for real that nigga can't fuckin suck my dick
And it's gon' take all these niggaz in the rap game
to barely move me, cause when I blow s..t up
I have niggaz fallin' like white bitches in a scary movie
Ah, you know I don't know how to act
Get too close to niggaz, it's like:
"Protected by viper, stand back"
What's that, a bunch of niggaz you was killas demented

[DMX]
uh-huh, uh-huh (x4)

[Hook]
Y'all been eatin long enough now stop bein greedy
Just keep it real partner give to the needy
Grips is touchy, so don't make me wait
fuck around and I'm go'a bite you and snatch the plate

[DMX]
I could flip that flow, I could stick that hoe
I could get that dough, you know I'm with that yo
And the thing about the shit I came through, I haven't seen
But when it gets dark, it's like a nigga's havin dreams
All nightmares, the light dares to desert me
Got me like everybody wants to hurt me
Paranoid, so I strike out at what ever
The closest thing to me is gonna get it
but, never Will I, can I think death is wrong
So I'ma keep holdin on til, what's left is gone
You could put that on my nigga Boone
These other rap cats will give a nigga room
But if it ccalls for me to force my way in the door
Headhuntin mother fuckers, stay on the floor
4-4, that's what I get sick wit rrrrrrr
Four more, now all this is liquid rrrrrr

[Hook x2]

[DMX]
I thank the lord everyday that I'm blessed with a gift
I'm The best, so, unless you wanna rest with the stiff
Don't touch that, uh-uh, leave it alone
When you walk pass the dog house leave it a bone
Dogs bite, dogs fight, dogs knife
Scratch, shake, and hold all night
So when you hear the arf arf, start runnin
Cause when you hear the arf arf, I'm comin
But I don't like drama so I say to myself,
"Keep focus with this rap shit and pray for the wealth
I want the money and give me the honeys with big asses
The most expensive champagne you got in big glasses"
I'm broke so I'ma bash his head wide open
Beggin me to stop but at least he died hopin
Didn't get his wish, and now he's a dish with a cat
Two glowin red eyes, everything else is black

[Hook x2]

[DMX]
When the sun is up the gun is up on the shelf
And all the runners up are thankin me for their help
Hopin that they not around when it gets dark outside
Sun's goin down you hear the bark outside
Locks off the cage, gauge, With the buck shots, faggot
You've been lucky all day thats when your luck stops
One drops, and another and another
Gun pops, go into you and your mother
When does it all end, I found a friend in a dog
Cause fuckin wit these cats will send a friend to the morgue
Many questions, no answers, just stress
Try to hold my head and remember that I'm blessed
If you curse and it gets worse as time goes by
Can't see straight cause I'm so high, Why ask why when you know
Nigga when its your time to go, You go

f/ Faith Evans

Phone rings

Guy: Whose dick you sucking?
Girl: Don't call me with that bullshit, alright
Guy: You lying, you lying to me, Di
Girl: Yeah exactly
Guy: Whose dick you sucking? C'mon Di, I just heard some shit about
you, some foul shit. The fuck is the deal?
Girl: Suck my fucking dick you bitchass nigga! I don't
Guy: No you explain it to me bitch. You know what I'm talking about.
Girl: I don't know nobody up here! I don't fuck with nobody up here and
I ain't been fucking with nobody up here! I don't know nobody in
fucking Yonkers!
Guy: Lying ass bitch. You ain't shit. Do I got to hollar his name too?
Girl: Who the fuck is he!?
Guy: Bitch you fuckin up!

hangs up

Chorus:

"All I want is you, all I want" (Background)

What type of games is being played, how's it going down?
If it's on till it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what, they gon try to give me a nutt
Just honeys wanna give me the butt, wha..


I'm politicking with this trick and wondering if I'ma creep her
Little hoodrat bitch from 25th named Tenika
Coming through, like I do, you know
Getting my bark on
Knew she was a thug because when I met her she had a scarf on
5411, size 7 in girls
Babyface, would look like she was 11 with curls
Girlfriend, remember me, (what?), from way back, I'm the same cat
With the wave cap- the motherfucker that tnt used to blaze at
Still here so it's all good
Oh you know my niggas Rich and them doing they thing on 35th Ave
It's a small hood, and it's all wood, so let me get that number
Hook it up, aight
Hit you on da track later on, say wassup
Talking to shorty made me wanna do something nice
Looking at that ass made me wanna do something tonight
And I know right when I see right, shorty looking like she tight
She bite, better give a nigga the green light, we might..

Chorus - 2x

I'm getting at shorty like what you need, what you want
Offer nothing, cuz I got you, must you front?
I see you with your baby father but it don't matter
You gave me the pussy, that ass is getting fatter
Let that nigga play daddy, make moves with me
I'da kept it more than real boo, can't lose with me
Heard he smacked you 'cuz you said my name while y'all was sexin'
Ran up on this cat, thought was me, and started flexin'
You know I ain't even with that
So he gon' have to get that just on tv
Try to creep me, what? Leave that nigga sleepy
On the strength of you, that's your kid's daddy
I ain't gon' send him on his way, put him up in that big caddy
But let him know
Never mind yo, I need you to go
Take this snow up to 150, see Joe
Get that, come back with that
We can split that, sit back
Fuck, puff a L, forget that
You wit dat?

Chorus - 2x

Aiyyo this chicken got me digging her moves, 'cuz she smooth
Wanna lose, whoever she choose, it's the dues
Respect is not expected but it's given 'cuz it's real
Being neglected and all, expect it, the deal
Lie, cheat, and steal for me
Putting something in a nigga's wig if you squeal for me
Kill for me, you still with me
'Cuz we get down like what
Told you from the start, it ain't all about a nutt
I'm gon' be fair, try to be there
We gon' see then, hit me with the question boo
That answer gon' be yeah
See there, something can go wrong, it does
Love'd it, Let it go
but it came back, that's how strong it was
But you belonged to Cuz, couldn't belong to me
You had two kids by this nigga, it was wrong for me
But we gon' always be, best of friends
haha
Mad love, Boo, to the end
haha

f/ Sisqo (Dru Hill)

[DMX] Uhh..
[Sisqo] DMX, Sisqo
[DMX] Yo.. what these bitches want from a nigga?
[Sisqo] Dru Hill, yaknahmsayin?
[DMX] What these bitches want from a nigga?
[Sisqo] HmmmMMMMMM (Ruff Ryders) DMX break em off
[DMX] What these bitches want from a nigga?
[Sisqo] Break em off, some..

[DMX]
Aiyyo!! Dog, I meet bitches, discrete bitches
Street bitches, slash, Cocoa Puff sweet bitches (WHAT?)
Make you wanna eat bitches, but not me
Y'all niggaz eat off the plate all you want but not D (UHH)
I fuck with these hoes from a distance
The instant they start to catch feelings
I start to stealin they shit
then I'm out just like a thief in the night
I sink my teeth in to bite
You thinkin life, I'm thinkin more like - whassup tonight?
Come on ma, you know I got a wife
and even though that pussy tight I'm not gon' jeapordize my life (aight?)
So what is it you want from a nigga? (WHAT?)
I gave you, you gave me - BITCH, I blazed you, you blazed me (c'mon)
Nothin more, nothin less, but you at my door
willin to confess that it's the best you ever tested
Better than all the rest, I'm like, "Aight girlfriend, hold up
I gave you, what you gave me Boo, a nut (f'real)"

Chorus: Sisqo

What these bitches want from a nigga?
What you want.. (what you want)
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Really want..
What these bitches want from a nigga?
I've been keepin you up on it
Bling bling'n, on that jewelry girl I bought it
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Aiyyo, tell me what you want from me
Baby tell me what you want from me!
(So what you want?)

[DMX]
There was Brenda, LaTisha, Linda, Felicia (okay)
Dawn, LeShaun, Ines, and Alicia (ooh)
Teresa, Monica, Sharron, Nicki (uh-huh)
Lisa, Veronica, Karen, Vicky (damn)
Cookies, well I met her in a ice cream parlor (aight?)
Tonya, Diane, Lori and Carla (okay)
Marina (uhh) Selena (uhh) Katrina (uhh) Sabrina (uhh)
About three Kim's (WHAT?) LaToya, and Tina (WHOO!)
Shelley, Bridget, Cavi, Rasheeda (uh-huh)
Kelly, Nicole, Angel, Juanita (damn!)
Stacy, Tracie, Rohna, and Ronda (WHAT?)
Donna, Ulanda (WHAT?) Tawana, and Wanda (WHAT?)
were all treated fairly but yet and still
bitches is on some other shit now that I'm fuckin wit Dru Hill
But I'ma keep it real (WHAT?)
What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon)
What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon)

Chorus (w/ minor variations)

[DMX]
Aiyyo, I think about when a nigga didn't have (YEAH)
and a nigga told a joke, and the bitches didn't laugh
See now I do the math, I see if you got this
and this and this to some cats, that nigga's the shit (aight?)
And that's all they fuckin with, but see these bitches don't know
If these bitches ain't for real, these bitches don't go
Knock on door, no show, I'm sleep tryin to creep
wit yo' best friend, put it in, dig deep

[Sisqo - singing over dub chorus]
X let me talk to em for a minute
Oooohhh I know I know it's so hard to be
a victim of my reality
Heard you callin me names, said I was trife
One thing you gotta know, I'ma be a nigga for life
Ooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhh yeahhhh
Oahahohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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

(Jay!) Fuck that
(This is it right here baby!)
You know what it is

[Jadakiss]
Yo, I used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck, either with a dime or a bad duck
Double-R T with the matchin bandana
38-snub blue steel with no hammer
And I see y'all niggaz tryin to glance at the 'Kiss
Cause I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist
Phonin your women, drunk off Corona's and lemon
And you know I'm still writin the mean, lightin the green
I need to boogie, even though I look, right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggaz throw us on they album, try to boost they sales
We put our pies on the table and our eyes on a label
Cause them rednecks up in the mountains'll try to slay you
(They call me) Raspy, tell you what I want you to know
Fuck what you ask me - you probably don't, want me to blow
I got a lot of horsepower so I'm able to skip
Usually a good nigga, even though I'm able to flip
You pay 30 for the 'Kiss (uh-huh) a 100 for The L.O.X. (yeah)
And if we cool, then I write a hook for a drop
Whatever's in the bank is my bet, a z-bull's my pet
and you can bet he'll get the legs and the neck

[Sheik Luciano]
Uh-huh, yeah, aiyyo
Yo when my gun bust, send niggaz to the fish like Swanson
New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheik Luc', type of nigga gasoline y'all beds
And that's warnin, if you all alive in the mornin, that's fine
Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully mine
I want PC - see me? Tuck in your chains
I got niggaz my pop's age that lifestyle ain't changed
It's like wake up, move a brick, half of it slow
Make car money, check with Sheik, go fuck with a hoe
I rock a waist length mink, do-rag under my fitted
And I don't even want waves, Timbs be halfway new
That's Sheik in the dress-up club cause I don't fuck with shoes
And for my nigga's life, I swear to the Bible, let it be told
I put thirty in your head, all in the same hole
Cause we got the same goal, and you try an' tamper with mine?
Don't make me motherfuckin leave you with some shit in yo' spine
Fuck with me you be a WAS nigga, nigga WAS dope
Nigga WAS gettin money 'fore I extorted your coke, 'ju crazy?

[Styles]
Aiyyo, catch me with a thirty-eight, box and shells
In a ninety-eight Lincoln eatin pasta shells
Order to go, always got a box of L's
Blow, stay on the low, get a Heine' and swig
I'm Pinero, so I hate a snake, rat, or a pig
I pop shit cause I'm the second best, the first was B.I.G.
Y'all niggaz is son-ned out, let me speak to your father
Cause I like to play chess and I swing the revolver
If I don't like a nigga, I don't even be bothered
I spit, I'm just a crooked nigga goin legit
You hold your nine if you holdin a brick
Common sense, Fed drama, you hit the Bahamas, get bent
L.O.X. get respect like Sonny from "Bronx Tale"
Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder cartel
Thirsty to live, are y'all niggaz eager to die?
I tell all my niggaz ride, you won't leave with a dime
Motherfucker

[Jay-Z]
Yeah, yeah
I'm a monster, I sleep whole winters; wake up and spit summers
Ghetto nigga, puttin up Will Smith numbers
Surrounded by 6's and Hummers, bitches among us
Tryin not to let this bullshit become us
It started from hunger, til it all went insane
Now bitches notice the chains now that I hit my number
The chickens I twisted see the digits unlisted
The beeper done changed; you dead bitch, the Reaper done came
I suggest niggaz stop speakin my name
Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the rain
I keep creepin, streets keep watchin, I keep poppin
Niggaz is hot heads and the bullets is heat-seekin
Jay flow for pesos -- chase hoes NOT
I just circle 'round the block in a drop
Tell them jump through the top (uh-huh)
where the sun roof used to be
I could see y'all not used to me
Nigga flows like none other - I'm the meanest
toughest Don Dada, the gun butcher
You the type that bust a lot of shots and none touch ya
I'm the type that get excited, when the gun touch ya
Motherfuckers..
Y'all niggaz bout to witness a dynasty like no other

[DMX]
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.. I'm headed nowhere fast
Run in the place, gat in my waist
Niggaz wanted a taste, but wouldn't come to my face
So what that mean? You cats is playin games again
So now what I do? Start namin names again (WHAT!)
All you motherfuckers know, that I speak from the heart (UH!)
Play like you don't know, L.O.X. is gon' bark
We can take it there, but to make it fair, get some more niggaz
Styles, Sheik, Jay, we comin with like four niggaz (AIGHT!)
Y'all niggaz, best to stop playin, it'll be the ones you forgotten about
that'll get you shot in your mouth (ARF! ARF!)
Got my dogs covered (UH!)
Plus it's all gravy like chicken when it's smothered (WHAT!)
"It's Dark," and I LOVE IT! (UH!)
Get him boy - let him loose (C'MON!)

This is the fuckin shit I be talkin about
Half rappin' ass mothafuckers
You think it's a game? You think it's a fuckin GAME?
Come on, uh, uh, uh
Come on, uh, uh?What'cha really want
What'cha really want, what
D-M-X, uh, uh?Come on, Ryde or die

Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
What's my name? DMX and I be the best
You see the rest they lookin like they need a rest
One more time, I'mma spit at you some shit
That's gon get at you be fuckin with your mind, stop talkin shit
Cuz you out there runnin' your mouth
And really don't know who you fuckin with
Here we go again
How many times do I have to tell you rap niggas?
I have no friends you still actin up
Runnin around here like some brand new pussy that's about to get fucked
The game don't stop, I'm still gettin down for whatever
Whenever that's why my shit is hot, can't keep it real
Now, some of us do but most of us don't that's just how a nigga feel
I shed blood, for my people that'll keep you lookin see-through
Whenever you try to creep through

[CHORUS] x2
D-M-X
If you want it we got it
Come and get it nigga we wit it
All you gotta do is set it baby
Ryde or die
What'cha niggas want, uh, uh
What'cha niggas want

You still playin games
You gon think it's a joke until they no longer remember your name
That's how we do 慹m
Make cowards disappear into thin air by puttin shit through em
Never comin' back
Last time you saw that nigga is the last time you'll see that nigga
(alright)
No more deaths
Cuz in a minute you gonna have grandma bein the only family member left
Bust my gun
If I gots to kill a nigga but I'm always down for the one on one
Dog for life
We gon get to the bottom of this shit if it takes all night
Stop drop
Open up shop (what?)
Fake up-north niggas screamin' for the cops
Ryde or die
What that mean is that a tell a nigga bye-bye and pop him in his right eye

[CHORUS] x2

Look at all these off brand niggas
Runnin' around yappin' about they be holdin figgas as big as Jigga's
That's that bullshit
Hope they know that around me talkin' about what you got will get you hit
I'm not a nice person
I mean I'd smack the shit out you twice dog and that's before I start
cursin'
I stay flippin'
One minute I'm cool, the next minute I'm up on a nigga, rippin'
That's my style
I'm a cruddy nigga leave you all bloody nigga service with a smile
Suck my dick
And while you niggas that's been to jail before know it's about to get thick
Let's get it on baby
I'm gonna be goin' against 4 niggas in one and you think you crazy?
I've lost my mind
And I'm about to make you lose yours too from far away one time

[CHORUS] x4

D-M-X!

[CHORUS]

[DMX talking]
Aiyyo, ya niggaz must be outcha fuckin mind
Thinkin dog can't pull another motherfuckin rabbit out the hat
Nigga I ain't gotta check out my motherfuckin sleeves you bitch ass niggaz
Fuck is y'all niggaz...
Y'all niggaz just thinkin I'm sittin around doin nothin?
Oh my God, y'all niggaz can't be serious

[Chorus: DMX - repeat 2X]
Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at?
Oh, them niggaz actin up?!? Where the wolves at?
You better BUST THAT if you gon pull that

[DMX]
Man, cats don't know what it's gonna be
Fuckin with a nigga like me, D-to-the-M-to-the-X
Last I heard, y'all niggaz was havin sex, with the SAME sex
I show no love, to homo thugs
Empty out, reloaded and throw more slugs
How you gonna explain fuckin a man?
Even if we squashed the beef, I ain't touchin ya hand
I don't buck with chumps, for those to been to jail
That's the cat with the Kool-Aid on his lips and pumps
I don't fuck with niggaz that think they broads
Only know how to be ONE WAY, that's the dog
I know how to get down, know how to BITE
Bark very little, but I know HOW TO FIGHT
I know how to chase a cat up in the tree
MAN, I GIVE Y'ALL NIGGAZ THE B'INESS FOR FUCKIN WIT ME, IS YOU CRAZY?!?

[Chorus]

[DMX]
Once a song, I come though, guns is drawn
BLAM BLAM, lungs are gone, sons will mourn
From dusk till dawn, nighttime belongs to the dog
On the street passed midnight, look for 'em in the morgue
Don't play with these cats cuz I ain't got nothin to say to these cats
For the mothers that really do love em, please pray for these cats
Cuz I know niggaz is hardheaded but I ain't got the patience
Don't want me havin no patience turn into more patience
More trips to ICU cuz I see you
Tryna get away with shit a real nigga wouldn't do
Where my dogs at? (RIGHT HERE) See them niggaz? (RIGHT WHERE?!?)
GET EM BOY! (RIGHT THERE) That's how we do... (AIIGHT THEN)
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
YO, WHERE WE AT BABY?!? (CREEPIN THROUGH THE FOG)
From then till now, don't ask me how
Know that we gon roll like them niggaz and hit every block on the job

[Chorus]

[DMX]
I get tapes doin times, stop niggaz like grapes makin wine
Five CD's with mad rhymes
Don't hit me with that positive shit, I know you lyin
You really wanna stop niggaz from dyin? Stop niggaz from tryin
I cuz I ain't really got that time to waste
and I thought I told you to get these fuckin bums out my face
Lookin atchu in your grill, I might be nice to cut
Once I split ya ass in two, you'll be twice as butt
Yeah, you right, I know ya style - PUSSY cuz I'm fuckin it
Since we all right here, you hold my dick while he suckin it
MOTHERFUCKER, don't you know you'll never come near me
Shove ya head up ya ass, have you seein shit clearly
Never heard that D be runnin, cuz D be gunnin
I beat my dick and bust off in ya eye so you can see me comin/cumin
Empty clips and shells are what I leave behind
and if they get me with the joint, they hit me with a three-to-nine

[Chorus]

[DMX talking]
WHERE THE FUCKIN HOOD AT?!? (It's all good, the dog is the hood)
NO ONES' FUCKIN WITH ME NIGGA, FO REAL (It's all good, the dog is the hood)
I AM THE HOOD, I AM THE STREETS (It's all good, the dog is the hood)
YOU BITCH ASS NIGGA (It's all good, the dog is the hood)
TAKE IT HOW YOU WANT, MOTHERFUCKER (It's all good, the dog is the hood)
I'M IN THE HOOD ALL DAY (It's all good, the dog is the hood)
I THINK I'M LIKE THE ONLY NIGGA, DOG (It's all good, the dog is the hood)
THAT CAN GO TO THE PROJECTS (SCHOOL STREET, HOME OF THE BRAVE)
BY HIS FUCKIN SELF AND BE GOOD
YEAH NIGGA, ASK NIGGAZ ON Y.O. (MY PROJECTS, Y.O.)
WHEN THE LAST TIME THEY SEEN DOG (Not too long ago baby)
MOTHERFUCKER..
DEE, WAAH, UGH... (Y'all niggaz is homeless)

[DMX]
Uhh.. UH! .. WHOO!

Chorus: DMX

Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
up in here, up in here

[DMX]
If I gotsta bring it to you cowards then it's gonna be quick, aight
All your mens up in the jail before, suck my dick
and all them other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck you gonna cross the dog with some bum shit? Aight
There go the gun click, nine one one shit
All over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit
Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, cause everytime
you come around, it's like (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked
And I don't know who the fuck you think you talkin to
but I'm not him, aight slim? So watch what you do
Or you gon' find yourself, buried next to someone else
and we all thought you loved yourself
But that couldn't have been the issue, or maybe
they just sayin that, now cause they miss you
Shit a nigga tried to diss you
That's why you layin on your back, lookin at the roof of the church
Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts

Chorus

[DMX]
Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the brain
cause niggaz still want the fame, off the name
First of all, you ain't rapped long enough
to be fuckin with me and you, you ain't strong enough
So whatever it is you puffin on that got you think that you Superman
I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and the mic?
Y'all niggaz is characters, not even good actors
What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the factors
You wack, you're twisted, your girl's a hoe
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody know
Your old man say you stupid, you be like, "So?
I love my baby mother, I never let her go"
I'm tired of weak ass niggaz whinin over puss
that don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them?
They fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them
who get it on on the strength of the hands with them, MAN

Chorus

[DMX]
I bring down rains so heavy it curse the head
No more talkin - put him in the dirt instead
You keep walin - lest you tryin to end up red
Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up dead
Cause youse a soft type nigga
Fake up North type nigga
Puss like a soft white nigga
Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water
We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
The bigger the order, the more guns we brought out
We run up in there, e'rybody come out, don't nobody run out
Sun in to sun out, I'ma keep the gun out
Nigga runnin his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out
Listen, yo' ass is about to be missin
You know who gon' find you? (Who?) Some old man fishin
Grandma wishin your soul's at rest
but it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest

Chorus

[DMX]
Hold up! ERRRRRRRR!
One.. two.. meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my Ruff Ry-DERS gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my big ball-ERS gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my fly lad-IES gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my street street peoples meet me outside
meet me outside, outside motherfucker

X is got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man X got ya bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Swizz Beatz got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again (Swizz Beatz)
Ruff Ryders got y'all bouncin again (DMX)
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep you bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep you bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
All my streets they bouncin again
Bouncin again, we're bouncin again
Swizz Swizz Beatz we bouncin again
Bouncin again and we bouncin again
Double R keep it comin, ain't nuttin y'all

Arf arf
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Grrrr)
Uh, Yeah don't get it twisted
This rap shit, is mine
Motherfucker, it's not, a fucking, game
Fuck what you heard
It's what you hearin
It's what you hearin (Listen)
It's what you hearin (Listen)
It's what you hearin (Listen)

[Verse 1]
X gon give it to ya
Fuck wait for you to get it on your own
X gon deliver to ya
Knock knock, open up the door, it's real
Wit the non-stop, pop pop and stainless steel
Go hard gettin busy wit it
But I got such a good heart
That I'll make a motherfucker wonder if he did it
Damn right and I'll do it again
Cuz I am right so I gots to win
Break bread wit the enemy
But no matter how many cats I break bread wit
I'll break who you sendin me
You motherfucker never wanted nothin
But your life saved, bitch, and that's on a light day
I'm gettin down, down
Make a nigga say freeze
But won't be the one endin up on his knees,
Bitch please, If the only thing you cats did was came out to play
stay out my way motherfucker

[Chorus X2]
First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL
Then we let it POP, DONT LET IT GO
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya

[Verse 2]
Ain't never gave nothin to me
But everytime I turn around
Cats got they hands out wantin something from me
I ain't got it so you can't get it
Lets leave it at that cuz I ain't wit it
Hit it wit full strength
I'm a jail nigga
So I face the world like it's Earl in the bullpen
You against me, me against you
Whatever, whenever nigga
What the fuck you gon do?
I'm a wolf in sheeps clothing
Only nigga that you know who can chill
Come back and get the streets open
I've been doing this for nineteen years
Niggas wanna fight me? Fight these tears
I put in work and it's all for the kids
But these cats done forgot what work is (UH-HUH!)
They don't know who we be
Lookin! but they don't know who they see

[Chorus X2]

[Verse 3]
Aiiyo where my niggaz at?!
I know I got them down in the game
Give em love and they give it back
Talk too much for too long(what)
Don't give up your to strong (What?!)
A dog to bow bow honey's
Shoutout to niggaz that tersdone it
And it ain't even about the dough
It's about gettin down for what you stand for yo
fo real

[Chorus]

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

Chorus: DMX

It's all good, it's alright
Fuck all day, fuck all night
Call my bitches, cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches
East to the West coast, all my bitches

[DMX]
Yo
Chickens is good for pluckin so I'm stickin bitches fuckin
Got em trickin while they suckin, give em dick and they be BUGGIN
I've done it all - from mackin two hoes on a three-way
Dominican hoes on B-way, country hoes in V-A
And they all say the same about my game it's tight
That's why every night a different group of bitches start a fight
over some dick that they don't even own
All I'm givin them is the bone
Blowin up a niggaz phone, but ain't nobody home (damn)
I'm in the zone, tryin to do things
Let's turn this into a crew thing -- whassup girlfriend, you game?
Don't wonder why when I leave at night
It's because I thieve at night
I'm leavin bitches not breathin right
I fuck they head up with some slick shit
Hit em off with some long dick shit
Make it some quick shit, but rip shit
Then I'm out, just like the trash on a Thursday
Knowin she'd be givin up the ass on the first date

Chorus 2X

[DMX]
Flocks of bitches by the dozens, from sisters to cousins
Got em doin shit they said they wasn't ever gonna do
Like knowin I'd fuck the bitch that she was close to
Still gave up the ass and dough, she was supposed to (what?)
Pictures of bitches and flicks of chicks
Videos with the baddest hoes, suckin dick
It's the dog in me, that makes me do wrong
And honies can't help but get strung (why?)
Cause the game is too strong (okay)
I like em greedy, black like Edi
Eyes beady, willin to give to the needy
I done ran through em all, from around the way bitches
to them outta state hoes, and even hittin gay bitches
All I tell em is, "Let me get that," then it's on
Knock her motherfuckin boots, and then I'm gone
I got the white bitches sayin, "It's a black thing!"
Cause I leave that hoe with no dough and plenty of back pain

Chorus 2X

[DMX]
Bitches who get props, cause they know who can get got
And they can get shot, by the way a niggaz lip drop
Walk up in the spot, knowin what she want strictly
When hon wants the dickly, hon comes and gets me
Hits me, pays me, doesn't get crazy
Knows to be Swayze, cause that's daddy's baby
I keep them hoes in check, like the government
Hittin em off with nuttin BUT THE DICK, and they lovin it!
Huggin it, like it's they best friend, cause it is
Word to Miz, fuckin with tricks is just biz
I deal with strictly dimes
Got em committin they first crimes
Now she suckin dick, for the first time
And ain't no secret, bout how I freak it, when they sleep
didn't never know how I peeped it, then creeped it
That's how I know this must be that shit
I tell them bitches, "I'll be back," and they believe that shit!

Chorus 4X

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

[DMX]
Uhh, yeah 
Another one of those - this is for my nigga Q - down to earth joints
Rest in peace baby, you're not for me dawg

[Chorus]
They don't knooow, who we beee
They don't knooow, who we beee

[DMX over Chorus]
That's how many that don't know, they knew I could do it! 
This goes out to my nigga Q - rest in peace baby 
They still ain't ready...

[DMX]
What they don't know is!
The bullshit, the drama (uhh), the guns, the armour (what?)
The city, the farmer, the babies, the mama (what?!)
The projects, the drugs (uhh!), the children, the thugs
(uhh!) The tears, the hugs, the love, the slugs (c'mon!)
The funerals, the wakes, the churches, the coffins (uhh!)
The heartbroken mothers, it happens, too often (why?!)
The problems, the things, we use, to solve 'em (what?!)
Yonkers, the Bronx (uhh!), Brooklyn, Harlem (c'mon!)
The hurt, the pain, the dirt, the rain (uhh!)
The jerk, the fame, the work, the game (uhh!)
The friends, the foes, the Benz, the hoes (what?!)
The studios, the shows, comes, and it goes (c'mon!)
The jealousy, the envy, the phony, the friendly (uh-huh!)
The one that gave 'em the slugs, the one that put 'em in me
(whoo!) The snakes, the grass, too long, to see (uhh, uhh!)
The lawnmower, sittin, right next, to the tree (c'mon!)

[Chorus 2X]

[DMX]
What we seeing is!
The streets, the cops, the system, harrassment (uh-huh)
The options, get shot, go to jail, or getcha ass kicked 
(aight) The lawyers, the part, they are, of the puzzle (uh-huh)
The release, the warning, "Try not, to get in trouble" (damn!)
The snitches, the odds (uhh), probation, parole (what?!)
The new charge, the bail, the warrant, the hole (damn!)
The cell, the bus, the ride, up North (uh-huh)
The greens, the boots, the yard, these hearts (uhh!)
The fightin, the stabbin, the pullin, the grabbin (what?!)
The riot squad with the captain, nobody knows what happened
(what?!) The two years in a box, revenge, the plots (uhh!)
The twenty-three hours that's locked, the one hour that's not
(uhh!) The silence, the dark, the mind, so fragile (aight!)
The wish, that the streets, would have took you, when they had you
(damn) The days, the months, the years, dispair
One night on my knees, here it comes, the prayer

[Chorus 2X]

[DMX]
This here is all about!
My wife, my kids (uh-huh), the life that I live (uh-huh)
Through the night, I was his (uh-huh), it was right, but I did
(uh-huh) My ups, and downs (uhh), my slips, my falls (uhh)
My trials and tribulations (uhh), my heart, my balls (uhh)
My mother, my father, I love 'em, I hate 'em (uhh!)
Wish God, I didn't have 'em, but I'm glad that he made 'em
(uhh!) The roaches, the rats, the strays, the cats (what, what?!)
The guns, knives and bats, everytime we scrap
The hustlin, the dealin, the robbin, the stealin (uhh!)
The shit, hit the ceilin, little boy, with no feelin's
(damn) The frustration, rage, trapped inside a cage
Got beatin's 'til the age, I carried a twelve gauge
(aight!) Somebody stop me (please!), somebody come and get me
(what?!) Little did I know, that the Lord was ridin with me
The dark, the light (uhh), my heart (uhh), the fight (uhh)
The wrong (uhh!), the right (uhh!), it's gone (uhh!), aight?

[Chorus 4X]

[DMX over Chorus]
Man listen
These motherfuckers don't know, who we are!
They don't know
They couldn't possibly fuckin know dawg

{*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

[DMX]
Same old shit dog, just a different day
You know how niggaz do, when we play, how we play
IT IS NOT, A FUCKING GAME!
A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do
If it's fuck me nigga, you know it's fuck you

I kick it to shorty to try to help him understand (uhh)
Hit him with work, cause yo, that's my little man (uh-huh)
He asked a few questions bout the game and I told him (yeh)
So when he made a bad move it was my place to scold him (aight)
Never told him nuttin wrong, kept it fair
Didn't listen, so I might as well have been talkin to the air (damn)
Everybody makes mistakes, a mistake is aight
But if it ain't, I'ma tell you straight, time to say goodnight
Nobody likes to be played, regardless of the relationship
but shorty's fuckin up big time, I HATE THIS SHIT
I'm caught in the middle of, havin love for a lil nigga
knowin what's expected of me as a, real nigga (damn)
My next move is crucial, what do I do?
How do I keep it real with shorty in my crew?
Didn't want to kill him, so instead of puttin the Mac on him
I did the only thing I could do, turn my back on him (aight?)

Chorus: DMX

Here we go again..
Same old shit dog, just a different day
Here we go again..
You know how niggaz do, when we play, how we play
Here we go again..
A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do
Here we go again..
So if it's fuck me nigga, then you know it's fuck you

[DMX]
Niggaz that I fuck wit, wanna get him dead
But I'm cool with shorty's peoples, so I let him live
Under normal circumstances, he would be a marked man
but I hit him with a grand, just didn't shake his hand (ooh)
Go about your business (uh-huh) do what you gonna do (uh)
Be what you gon' be, I wash my hands, I'm through (aight?)
I can forgive I just can't forget
You're on your own lil' man don't ask me for shit (no)
If you paid attention to what I taught you then you good (uhh)
If I see you again, GET IT, understood?
Go 'head before I change my mind cause you know you should be dead
"I just wanted to say --" AIGHT?!!!! GO 'HEAD!
Instinct told me to kill him but the saviour is
I'm a good nigga, plus I owed his peeps a favor (hmm)
But I also knew, the decision I just made (yeah)
went against the rules of the game that we played (damn)

Chorus

[DMX]
I should have, followed my first instinct, cause I knew
Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do
Now this nigga's fuckin with the competition (WHAT?)
Ungrateful motherfucker, shoulda got him missin (WHAT?)
This nigga got the nerve, to take my kindness, for a weakness
Gotsta get back on some street shit so I can creep this
rat, when I act, take one, set him up, to take two
get him there, take three, get him done
Wasn't hard for me to get him where I wanted him, confronted him
{*barrel spins*} BZZZZZZZT, CLICK! There was a bullet in one of them
Feelin lucky? CLICK, looks like you are
CLICK CLICK CLICK, luck ain't goin too far
What you did was put on another pair of shoes
and they just happened to be too big
What you did was stupid (damn) real fuckin stupid (aight?)
Well shorty I gave you a chance and what did you do?
Threw it back in my fuckin face so FUCK YOU TOO *BLAM* aight?

f/ Drag-On, Swizz Beatz

[Swizz Beatz]
Keep yo' hands in the air, cause we gon' take you there
And I know it ain't fair, but we just don't care..
Uh-huh, uh, what

Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)

Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me
But my dogs, is gon' be a thug for me

[DMX]
Uhh, uhh
If I'm gonna rob, I'ma rob all night
If I'm lookin for somethin it's probably a fight
If I'm goin fuck bitches then they better be tight
If that's dead, then the head better be right
If I gots to play I'ma play til I win
Since I gots to be here can't wait to begin
Wanna fuck shorty can't stand shorty friend
cause honey friend fuck many many men
Stay wit the rats cause the rats is real
Wanna fuck, then we fuck, already know the deal
Shit, fuck what you look like, just show the real
And I keep spot that we can go to chill
I love my, get down for the hoes
Only reason I come around is for the hoes
Pipework - I lay it down for the hoes
Hit em off with that dark brown, you know?

Chorus

[Drag-On]
Y'know fuckin wit me, ain't keepin your health right
Cause me and my Rolls, we keep it jail tight
The shit I pack is heavy, but the shell is light
When they drop the same time, you drop without a fight
Burnin anything that I'm puttin my name on
You might take a 'Drag', but you can't flame 'On'
I know y'all niggaz to homey, wit a chain on
When it come to the fire I'm the kid they blame it on
When you see like eight cars then y'all know who we are
Niggaz spittin mean bars off the green jar
Never drunk but you see me leaned at the bar
Spittin fire that'll melt the ice on your arm
You had that but for now dog give me that
Cause dog you don't wanna see how my semi act
Fake hustlin niggaz you'll pump any pack
When it come to this shit, I done laid plenty flat (C'MON!)

Chorus

[DMX]
Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear
Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear
Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear
Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear

Uhh, uhh
What you niggaz want? Cause I got it right here
Y'all niggaz front, then I hit you right there
Not really impressed by what niggaz wear
Faggots talk shit but I really don't care
I'm the type of nigga that'll die for the cause
Fuck what you heard, I will die for my dogs
Ain't scared of shit - will ride in the fog
Same thing but a bigger size than yours
I fuck with Drag-On, cause he spits the flame
Drag-On motherfucker don't forget the name
And we all takin over ain't shit the same
If you ain't out that mob nigga quit the game
And ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no other cats gon' bust slugs for me
Ain't no other cats gon' shed blood wit me
But my dogs, is gon' be a thug wit me, c'mon!

Chorus

[DMX]
Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear
Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear
Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear
Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear

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

[DMX]
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 gon' be
The only joint made this year that'll knock 'til 2003
And y'all gon' 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
This never gon' stop; and every 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

[DMX]
Uhh.. this is life (this is life)
This is what I know (this what I know)
So to me (so to me) this is life (this is life)

Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)

One more road to cross
One more risk to take
Gotta live my life
like there's one more move to make

[DMX]
I'm up at like 6 AM, to check this nigga
He work the nightshift, and I gots to check them figures
Knock on his door, peoples talkin bout, "He ain't there,"
but the house is packed, shit I know he here somewhere
See money get high, I don't knock what a nigga do to get by
Just make sure you gettin by don't FUCK with you gettin mine
Ain't the first time he ran off, shoulda split his shit then
Hate to think of what he's did and if I catch him slippin
won't be an ass-whippin, I can tell you that
I keep it real with this cat, he go and sell two packs
and run off (damn) tell me, he was locked down, up North
and you out a week later? That's bullshit!
I bust off, I need this dough
Fuck you think I'm here for my health?
I need this wealth, because I feed myself
You play with my life, when you play with my money
Playin around but this'll be the last time you think somethin's funny

Chorus

[DMX]
Yo, I've been casin the liquor store, for a month now
with me and two other niggaz, is about to run up in there and shut it down
I got four people on the inside, one stay in the back
Two stock boys, one at the register but he count the stacks
Aight bitch, put on the ski mask, make sure that when we ask
for the dough they know that we takin all three bags
Now see that? You gotta hear em shoot that nigga
Matter of fact, you hit the back, I'll put two in that nigga
Hardhead motherfuckers always get it
I told him what would happen if he moved the nigga moved so I did it
Did you get it? I asked my man as he was comin from the back
Nigga opened his mouth said nothin and fell out flat
This cat come out spittin, hittin my mans, his mans
Couldn't control what was in his hands
I'm hit, damn! I bust back, and got the fuck up out of there
Didn't get a dime, but at least I got up out of there

Chorus

[DMX]
Aiyyo I see it, try to avoid it, but it comes
That's how it's goin in the slums over crumbs
Somethin little becomes somethin major
Niggaz gettin blown up like a pager
Ear to ear with the razor, pour out my soul
Took control of hurt, why must Earl Simmons, swim in dirt?
I'm gon' make it work, twenty-eight and tryin to get, baptized
Priest cannot touch me cause he said I gave him bad vibes
Ryde, when I Die, straight down, but I'm plottin
We all gots to go but who wants to be forgotten?
I'ma leave a mark, and it won't be the mark of the devil
Throw dirt and may your hands burn when you touch the shovel
The level of animosity is stoppin me from thrivin
FUCK what them niggaz is talkin about, I'm survivin
Alive and goin through it, but I made my bed
So now it's in these flames that I, lay my head

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

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

-1-
I been through mad different phases like Masons
to find my way & now I know that happy days are not far away
If I'm strong enough I'll live long enough to see my kids
doing something more constructive with they time
than bids I know because I been there
now I'm in there sit back & look
at what it took for me to get there
First came the "Howl!!" the drama with my mama
she got on some fly shit "What!" til I split
and said that I'ma be that seed
that doesn't need much to succeed
strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed
I'm ready for the world or at least I thought I was
baggin' "Uhh!" when I caught a buzz
for thinking about how short I was
Going too fast it wouldn't last but yo I couldn't tell
group homes & institutions, prepare my ass for jail
They put me in a situation forcin' me to be a man
when I was just learnin' to stand without a helpin' hand
Damn, was it my fault, somethin' I did
to make a father leave his first kid at 7 doin' my first bid?
Back on the scene at 14 with a scheme
to get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream
and by all means I will be living high off the hog
and I never gave a "What!!" about much but my dog
That's my only "Howll!" I had offered my last
Just another little "Come on!!" headed nowhere fast

Chorus

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

Chorus

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

Chorus

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

I come to you hungry and tired
you give me food and let me sleep
I come to you weak
you give me strength and that's deep
you call me a sheep and lead me to green pastures
only asking that I keep the focus in-between the chapters
You give me the word and only ask that I interpret
And give me the eyes that I may recognize the serpent
You know I ain't perfect,but you'd like me to try
Unlike the devil who just wants me to lie
till I die
Lord why is it that,I go through so much pain
All I saw was black,all I felt was rain
I come to you because its you who knows
you showed me that everything was black because my eyes were closed
You gave me the light and let me bask in your glory
So it was only right that when you ask for this story
I put it together to do our dogs some good
our dogs being,brothers and sisters in the hood
Plenty of times you sent help my way,but i hid
and I remember once you held me close,but i slid
There was something that I just had to see
that you wanted me to see so I can be what you wanted me to be
And I think I've seen it,but I don't feel the same
Matter of fact I know I've seen it,I can feel the change
and it's strange almost got me beating down your door
But I have never known a love like this before
It's a wonderful feeling to get away from the pain
and up under the ceiling I get away from the rain
And the strain that I feel when I'm here is gone
I know real so I wipe away the tears with a song
and I almost lost faith when you took my man Monty,Paso,and Jay's brother Dan
and I fear that what I'm saying won't be heard until I'm gone
but it's all good,cause I really didn't expect to live long
So if it takes for me to suffer,for my brother to see the light