Song title: My Niggas
Artist: DMX
Album: Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood


Just cause I love my niggas, (Ruff Ryders)
I shed blood for my niggas. (Ryde or die)
Let a nigga holla, "Where my niggas?" (Get down or lay down)
All I wanna hear is, "Right here my niggas."
(We here nigga)

You won't take this from me baby!
You will not take this from me baby!
Ya know grrrrr

My niggas some niggas that you don't wanna try
My niggas some niggas that's really do or die
My niggas will have you cowards ready to cry
My niggas will fry my niggas will rob
My niggas keep niggas on they fuckin' job
My niggas know what it's like when shit gettin' hard
My niggas stay pullin' you other niggas cards
My niggas It's God my niggas we'll shine
My niggas just knew it was a matter of time
My niggas let me know to keep fuckin' with the rhymes
My niggas ain't no longer livin' with crime
My niggas is fine my niggas is good
My niggas keep you niggas knocking on wood
My niggas know how to take it back to the hood
My niggas will put you down right where you stood
My niggas they could my niggas they will
My niggas take you straight to the back & get ill
My niggas give it straight to the bank when we kill
My niggas put niggas on ice til they chill
My niggas is still my niggas is dogs my niggas (echoes)

Song Title: Bring Your Whole Crew
Artist: DMX
Album: Flesh of my Flesh, Blood of my Blood

Ughhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Come on Ugghhh Ahhhhh
but they don't hear me though
I got blood on my hands
and there's no remorse
I got blood on my dick
cuz I fucked the corpse
I'm a nasty nigga when you pass me nigga
look me in my eye
tell me to my fucking face
that you ready to die
you be a dead motherfucker red motherfucker
don't get stupid you heard what I said motherfucker
who shot you,
ahh nigga like you don't know
sticking you for dough
while I'm fucking your broke hoe
yo, would you get the picture niggas can't touch me
cuz I don't give a fuck G
I get you touch B
I got joints that with my slug will take part a door
and enough crazy niggas behind me to start a war
so what you want nigga, help?
cuz you about to crest
when I'm fair red cross
couldn't clean up the mess
and a vest would do nothing
but make you look a little thicker
cuz in the dark you ain't nutin' but a little nigga
and if you been thinking about that shit you did
you wouldn't a bought the joint rich you kid
and I'm a hafta get you kid
and split your wig with a machetti
I bring beef to niggas
and string 'em out like spaghetti
you ain't ready nor can you 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 at midrange
red dot on your chest opens up your ribcage

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
its just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through (4X)

now if your heart was as big as your mouth you'd be real
but its not so I know if you get knocked you'll squeal
like a bitch cuz you is a bitch and always been a bitch
and you know how niggas do a bitch we run up in a bitch
put something in a bitch
nigga do you know me? nigga do you owe me?
think that you could blow me,
well I'm a let this trigger do you homie
ya'll niggas gots to be smokin'
somethin' thinkin' you chokin' somethin'
fuckin' around with me you be a broken somethin'
I'm out for blood with the crips of war
how much shit could you talk with your lips on the floor?
pussy niggas make me itch so I scratch you's a bitch
so I snatch up your face fake as bitch so I scratch you
yeah there was a time when
I would've jumped up and choked this nigga
now I'm on some shit like yo smoke this nigga
about to find out how much guts you got before I spill 'em
somebody come get this motherfucker before I kill him
Ahhhhhhh fresh out the asylum I'm wildin'
ya'll niggas know the
phone numbers for help ya'll best to dial them
911 emergency the urgency
we'll have witnesses seein' what the surgeon sees
how far you gone get with your dome split fool
and catch your man slippin' cuz he think his shape cool
but it ain't so I paint the walls with blood
another dick in the mud nigga WHAT?!??!?

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
its just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through (4X)

you know who this is for? now let the dogs in the door (2X)

I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
Its just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through (5X)

Artist: DMX
Album: Flesh of my Flesh, Blood of my Blood
Song: Ain't 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]

Artist: DMX
Album: Flesh of my Flesh, Blood of my Blood
Song: We Don't Give a Fuck

[Chorus -2X]

Uhh used to be my dog you was in my left titty
Scream RYDE OR DIE I thought you would die wit me
Found out you a bitch you can't even ryde wit me
Now it's a war you ain't on the side wit me

[DMX]

When it rain, niggaz get wet, stay dry
Don't cross me, I compete the snake eye
Just lost you, left your shadow in the dark
Fucked around it forced me to hit the shadow with a spark
Blew your shit apart, now it's two halves of one nigga
"Look at him", I said after a few laughs, "Dumb nigga
Stupid is as stupid does cocksucker
And look what being stupid does, get you shot sucker
I let you get too close and you bit me
I suppose it went on for too long you tried to hit me
Thought you was wit me
Well you might as well forget me, cuz from this point on
It's war, it won't stop until one of us is gone
I'm still mad at myself for lettin that shit go down
Somebody shoulda told me I was fuckin wit a clown
And I think they found and let.. you.. nigga.. drown
....you know how shit get around


[Chorus - 2X]

Aiyyo X fuck them niggaz, them niggaz ain't your dogs
Better treat like some cats and shake they ass to the floor
Ben seen the foul shit put the guns in him
Lil wanna be you so why you run wit him
Can't trust niggaz no further than you can throw 'em
You don't wanna murder the niggaz, then you blow 'em
Your using your style, that make 'em yo child
Then he shouldn't make a move till he hear it from yo mouth
We don't allow snakes runnin wit dogs
Tell them ain't nothing like a funeral it's gonna be yours
Double R, and I ain't here to start trouble god
But if they wasn't your niggaz I would have been hit 'em hard
Niggaz look like they phony, sound like they phony
Run around actin like motherfucker's homies
We all make mistakes, that's part of the breaks
But you can still call the apes we bringin the duct tape
And the broomstick them bitch-ass niggaz is gettin raped
Know how we ryde, whoever on they side they die
And we ain't tryin to be blind,fuck eye for eye
Cuz we only takin yours, you know the dogs motherfucker

[Chorus - 2X]

[DMX]
There was always something there, but I just couldn't touch it
Wasn't something that would hurt me, so a nigga said "Fuck it"
I let it slide, laughed and joked let it ride
And now that you done killed it, I'm glad that it died
It's aiight, I know where you live, I'm just waitin
Till we knock on your front door, and let you meet Satan
It's what you get for hatin, fuck you faggot
I never did trust you faggot, I'll bust you faggot
What you done forgot about the streets is this
Do a grimy nigga like you do a grimy bitch
Just stop fuckin wit him, got no more rap
No more, "Yo what's up, D?" no more that
Be lucky if I don't spit in your face, off a GP
And what? bitch-ass nigga, you can't beat me
Don't take it as a loss, just take it as a lesson
Next time think twice or get iced wit the Wessun
NIGGA

[Chorus - 2X]

Artist: DMX
Album: Flesh of My Flesh Blood of My Blood
Song: Keep Your Shit the Hardest

Chorus(2x):
Now what y'all want me to do
Keep your shit the hardest
It's about to go down
Niggaz is ready to start this
War that's for sure
Nigga come and get it
Ride and die why
Cause my niggaz is wit it

I want Monopoly money but I ain't even half way there
Do a dirt and a nigga gotta take the backway there
What it is is the biz and its dirty
You'll get rich but life expectancy is about thirty
Take the business to the hallways, driving up for four days
On parole with warrants that'll send me back the raw way
If I get caught across Jersey state lines
Figure this 98 and I been runnin since 89
So that's like 9 years delinquent time
You speakin crime than you know
9 years you owe it's not 9 years you gonna go
No probation or parole more time doin nothin
They roam to yard writin rhymes-n-frontin
Carry niggaz greasy because I'm built like that
Burry niggaz easy cause they get kilt like that
If you ain't in it wit me than you in my way
But either or you will respect mine
And leave tech 9 and leave it for dude
The realest you gonna feel is when you face your death
Sorry I didn't know nigga don't even waste your breath
Coppin pleas not D why you flippin
Nigga know the only thing I'm really scared of is slippin
Letin a nigga catch you when I got my gaurd down
So I keep em up
Noddin of with one eye open
I can it freak but theres a time when i'm close 'em both
Lead poisonin i'm a get hit with an overdose
So I don't drug thing crud thangs
Think I don't know a slug stains, or blood blaze
Raw gun playin drama
Sadness to another niggaz momma
I'm a be the the one that puts you up inside the trauma
These are troublesome times
And the crime prevails
And the dark side keeps a niggaz ass in jail
Bada-boom-bada-bing some of this and some of that
Gotta boogie for a minute but you know i'm coming back

Chorus(2x)

Try to show niggaz but I can only hope they see
You a little nigga fit right up in a 6 by 3
Layin' up like this
Lips sewn shut eyes closed
Niggas walk past the casket damn shorty nice pose
You was ballin nigga till your ass got balled out Called out by some disrespectful ass niggas that go all out
I bet you thought it was real funny
Until it had to get cruddy
Me walkin off leavnin you with all this bloody
What he gonna do when it's all over for real
And the last thing you see is that steel
A blast of light that's what he seein' if you blast him right
Hit him in the face and hear that closed casket tight
Get it right it aint nothin but endin it to a nigga
Street sweeper like ahhhh!
Sendin it to a nigga
When you in the house you play by house
2 words you'll never here again are house lose
And that's house choose it aint gonna be that
Cause I can't see that
Ready to get in them niggaz ass real good so where the weed at
Believe that you aint going to see nothin to familiar
I would tell you what to do but than I'd have to kill you
And it ain't even worth it I ain't goin to build nothin
So I'm just gonna let you go be that same nigga still frontin laughin and shit
Like you see somethin funny but you say sound good let me see somethin money
For real
(Go nigga, go nigga, go nigga, go nigga nigga)

Chorus(4x)

Song Title: Coming From
Artist: DMX (f/ Mary J. Blige)
Album: Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood


DMX
Believe me before life, it was dark

Hook (Mary)
If I don't know where I'm comin from, where would I go (repeat 3x)

Verse 1
Places that I've been
the thing that I have seen
What you call a nightmare
but what I have is dreams
Now that it may seems
I know its only goin to get worse
Love or slug
which one am I gonna get first
My journey's been a rough one
I'm not sure when it began
But da way it's slippin
I kinda know when this shit is gonna end
what shed love
Love hold me down baby
it's gonna be a ruff ryde
Niggas give us plenty room
cuz I guess enough died
Let me travel my intentions
I'd rather travel in peace
But fuck around, I'll lay you down
You'll hit the gravel in cease
I could be a beast or I could be a gentleman
If you ain't my dog
you'll be like "oh it's him again"
Niggas will never win
this whole rap game is mine
Hottest as you ever been
I was that in '89
Seeking as you shall find
Look within it, you will know
Where you comin from and where you gotta go (come on)

Hook

Verse 2
I would spend mad time in one spot
plottin my next move
Tryin to figure out who is it the next dude X will do
Some questions go unanswered
that's what I'm afraid of
Sometimes I can't show
but I know what I'm made of
They made love, or should I say
they made lust, found it
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 choice
Like a kid with a new towy
I forgot about the crime
I stayed with misery
didn't think about the crime
Lost all track of time
was in another world
Everybody knew Earl
but there was another Earl
Lighter side of the dark
fightin the park, but wouldn't wanna
Stayed and fought
But when they came and jump me
became a good runner
One by one, they all went under
So I had the last laugh
They all thought it was a joke
But I had the last laugh (ah ha ha)

Hook

Verse 3
I feel the ghost from within, comin back to haunt me
Stay lovin my peoples eventhough they don't want me
When I was bad, I was forgotten
Like I was dead and rotten
Should've been gettin love, but instead was plottin
Shit wasn't right, and was all blamed on me
I didn't know that I was special until this rap shit came to be
Gave me a way out
Showed me it was better to teach
Than to bust niggas with the 4-4, leave them dead in the streets
Saw da beef was worth less than
The cost of the slugs I bought to kill'em
And that's because I thought that I wanted to kill'em
Little did I know death wasn't right
Didn't always show, every breath was a life
Than to be captured and suspended animation
To be felt by arm, understood by every nation
What's the sense of hatin' when I could show love
What's the sense of fakin' when I could shed blood

Hook

Mary Sings
Yonkers is where we grew, trials we got threw
On top is where we stay, till the end as long as we pray
BK is where Swizz plays, spins tracks everyday
On HOT 97 you hear, DMX all through the year

Song Title: It's All Good
Artist: DMX
Album: Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood

Love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches?
I love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches?
Love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches?
I love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches?

[Chorus]
It's all good
It's alright
Fuck all day
Fuck all night
Call my bitches, cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches
East to the west coast, all my bitches

Yo
Chickens is good for plucking
So I'm stickin' bitches, fuckin'
Got 'em trickin' while they suckin'
Give 'em dick and they ain't buggin'
I've done it all
From mackin' 2 hoes, on a three-way
Dominican hoes on B day
Country hoes in V-A
And they all say
The same about my game
It's tight
Thats why every night
A different group of bitches start a fight
Over some dick that they don't even own
All I'm givin' them is the bone
Blowin' up a niggaz phone
But ain't nobody home
I'm in a zone
Tryin' to do things
But turns into a cruel thing
Whats up girlfriend, you game?
No wonder why
When I leave at night
It's cause I theive at night
I'm leavin' bitches not breathin' right
I fuck they head up with some slick shit
Hit 'em off with some long dick shit
Make it some quick shit, but rip shit
Then I'm out, just like the trash on a thursday
Knowin' she'd be givin' up the ass on the first day

chorus

Flocks of bitches by the dozens
From sisters to cousins
Got 'em doin' shit they said they wasn't
Ever gonna do
Like knowin' I'd fuck the bitch that she was close to
Still gave up the ass and dough
She was supposed to
Pictures of bitches
And flicks of chicks
Videos with the baddest hoes, sucking dick
It's the dog in me that makes me do wrong
?? can't help but get strong
Cause the game is too strong
I like 'em greedy
Black like edi
Eyes beady

Willin' to give to the needy
I done ran through 'em all
From around the way bitches
Outta state hoes
And even hitting gay bitches
All I tell 'em is "let me get that"
Then it's on
Knock her mothafuckin' boots
And then I'm gone
I got the white bitches sayin' "It's a black thing"
Cause I leave that hoe with no dough
And plenty back pain

chorus

Bitches who get props
Cause they know who can get got
And they can get shot
By the way ya niggaz flip drop
Walk up in the spot
Knowin' what she want
Strictly
When hun wants the dickly
Hun comes and gets me
It's amazing
Does it get crazy
Known to be swayze
Cause thats daddy's baby
i keep them hoes in check
Like the government
Hittin' 'em off with nothin' but the dick
Snd they lovin' it
Huggin' it
Like it's they best friend
Cause it is
Word to mix
Fuckin' with tricks is just biz
I deal with strictly dimes
Got 'em commitin' they first crimes
Cause she suckin' dick for the first time
And ain't no secret
'Bout how i freak it
When it's sleek it
Never knew how I peeped it
Then creeped it
That's how I know this must be that shit
I tell them bitches "i'll be back"
And they believe that shit

chorus x4

Love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches?
I love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches?
(repeat x4)

Song Title: The Omen
Artist: DMX (f/ Marilyn Manson)
Album: Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood

[Barking]
(You, right here shorty, told you, I got you
Like the way I scooped you, when those fagget niggaz shot you?
I'ma hold you down, and I mean that, for real)
But everytime you beef with a nigga, I end up havin' to kill
(Ain't like that, and hey, forget about them 2 kids
'Bout to do a deal, somethin' nice as you is)
Oh you think
(Nah, I'm just playin', what's up?
I got some new bitches, I know you tryin' to fuck)
Not really
(What? I ain't your man no more?
Because a nigga, don't need a hand no more?
You know how we do, if one goes sore
You'll take the pussy and go up in the roar)
It's like now
Where you goin'
I ain't trying to take it
Fuckin' with a nigga like you, I won't make it
(It'll be what it is)
Yo, you in for the night?
I'm 'bout to take it to the crib
(You get home alright?)

[Chorus - Marilyn Manson]
The snake
The rat
The cat and the dog
How you gonna live
When you're in the fog?

[Dmx]
Yo
I ain't fuckin' with this nigga, no more
Word to my mother
Fuck 'em, so ya know 'em for sure
Word to my brother
It's like he's gotten worse than before
Son of I wonder
What type of dirt this nigga got in store for me to get under
Then I get a call
Yo!
(X, Luis just killed your cousin, underneath the projects
Don't get back, them niggaz will pay, then I got you, told you I got you
Yo, I got you)
I'm in a catch 22
But them niggaz gotta pay
But I know he's gonna be askin' for a favor one day
But fuck it
I ain't got no choice in the matter
Them faggets killed my peep
And I wanna see him splatter
(That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, we ain't on no bitch hit
And use the same gun that you killed them 2 kids with
Is that hard to live with?)
Nah
(See, you still a playa)
But what you want from me?
(Uh...I'll tell you later)

Chorus

Shit is all over the news
Bomb goes off in central
What the fuck have I gotten myself into?
My mental is like
Get the fuck outta there
I'm out
(Hey, goin' somewhere?)
Nah
(What the bag for?)
Fuck it, what you want?
(Can a nigga come inside for a minute, and puff a blunt?)
Here we go again
(After what I just gave you, with you actin' like that
when you asked for that favor)
Yo, I ain't ask you for shit
(Oh yes you did, when you really needed something, and you was out, you did
You sold me your soul, when you didn't say no
Just let a nigga go, and give me what you owe
Fuck what you think, ain't shit for free
And a mothafucker you know, can't defeat me)
Forgive me father, for I have sinned
And with your help I know, the devil won't win

[Marilyn Manson]

Here we are on our way to hell
We're gonna do it, and we do it well

This is Marilyn Manson, Dmx, Ruff Ryders
(repeats and distorts til end)

Artist: DMX
Album: Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood
Song: Slippin'

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 these bags up off 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 "Howll!!" 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
Ahh X RATED!!!!!

Song Title: No Love 4 Me
Artist: DMX (f/ Drag-On, Swizz Beatz)
Album: Flesh of my Flesh, Blood of my Blood

Keep yo hands in the air, cuz we gon take it there/ And I know it ain't fair, but we just
dont care
(beat change)

Chorus: Ain't no other cats got love for me/ Ain't no gon cats bus slugs for me/ ain't no
cats gon shed blood for me/ but my dogs is gon be thugged wit me(x2)

(Verse 1, DMX)If i'ma rob i'ma rob all night
If i'm lookin for somthin it's probably a fight
If i'm gonna fuck bitches then it betta be tight
If thats dead, then the head betta be right
If i gots ta play, i'ma play till i win
Since i gotz to be here can't wait to begin
Wanna fuck shorty, can't stand shortie friend
Cuz honey friend fuck many many men
Stay wit da rats cuz the rats is real
Wanna fuck then we fuck, already know da deal
Fuck what you look like just show da real
Then i keep a spot that week to goto chill
I love my, get down for da hoes
Only reason i come around is for the hoes
Pipe work, I lay it down for da hoes
Hit em off wit dat dark grind, yaknow??

Chorus(x2)
(Verse 2,Drag-On)You fuckin wit me?Ain't keepin your health right
Cuz me and my boys we keep our gel tight
Shit I pack is heavy, but the shells 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 ya'll niggaz gon owe me wit a chain on
When it come to the fire im the kid to blame it on
When ya'll see like eight cars then you know who we are
Niggaz spittin mean bars off of the Green Jar
never drunk but you see me leant at the bar
Spit fire that'll melt the ice on your arm
You had dat but for now dog gimmie dat
Cuz dog, you don't wanna see how my semi act
Fake hustlin niggaz you pump many pac
When it come to dis shit, i done layed plenty flat

Chorus(x2)

(interlude)Do you hear what I tell you
Understand what you hear
Don't let nobody tell you, what you hope and you fear(x2)

(Verse3,DMX)uh..uh..What ya'll niggaz want cuz i got it righ here
Ya'll niggaz front, then I hit you right dere
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 da cause
Fuck what you heard I will die for my dogs
Ain't scared of shit, we'll ride in the fog
Same thing, but a bigger size than ya'lls
I fuck with Drag-On cuz he spits the flame
Drag-On muthafucka don't forget da name
And we are takin over, ain't shit da same
If you ain't in our mob nigga,quit the game
And ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no other cat's thats gon bus slugs wit me
Ain't no other cat's thats gonna shed blood for me
But my dogs is gonna be a thug wit me

Chorus(x2)
Interlude(x2)

Uh..Drag-On..Dark Man..Swizz Beatz uh..Uh Uh..Uh Uh..Uh Uh..Double Up

Song Title: Dogs For Life
Artist: DMX
Album: Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of Me Blood


Chorus x2

I will rob the still wit you
Dog nigga wha
Ride till we die, on till it's on
Thick like blood, where's my dogs?
Uh, there's my dogs

(Verse 1)

Now who I am is who I be until I die
Now except it or don't fuck wit it
But if we gonna be dogs then you stuck with it
Let me go my way
but walk with me
See what I see
watch me, then talk wit me
Share my pain
make it a little easier to deal wit
Cuz despite all the fame you
I'ma keep it real wit
Rob the steal wit,
dog nigga wha, ride till we die,
on till it's on
Love is love, and I enjoy the love,
but when there's conflict, then it destroys the love
You can't toy with love, niggaz take it to the heart
You ain't gonna find too many niggaz that are willing to bark in the dark
Leave your head from the start, don't fuck it up now
Later on you gonna hit me like, fuck it up how?
You my dog and I'd die for you, let's keep it like that
Give me unconditional love and I'll give it right back

Chrous x2

(Verse 2)

Most niggaz make movies, but niggaz like us make it happen
Or shit we use to do, never thought we would make it rappin'
But now we here, at the same place, at the same time
Now cats joke cuz they get it wit the same rhyme
Yeah niggaz is livin' comfortable cuz life is all good
One thing we must remember that life is all hood
And the casket's all wood, and we all take it there one day
Shit today is Sunday, we both could be there on Monday
Life is bullied like that, WHAT?Thugged the fuck out
Sometimes I take it to the church and sometimes thug the fuck out
Niggaz get drunk the fuck out their boots, violating family rules
Mothafuckers stay in your shoes
Now see what you need to do is chill shorty
Mighty please come and get it before I kill shorty
I will do for my niggaz as what they will do for me
Bust a faggot like you for free

Chrous

(Verse 3)

I'm always surrounded by dogs for the love
The only niggaz I fuck wit is thugs, nigga wha?
Blood in blood out, pathos locos homes,
Its no jokos homes, when we smoke them cromes
And how we broke them bones
Are the last niggaz, these ass niggaz,
these skemed ass niggaz, to trash niggaz, they ass niggaz,
they pussy and half you cats
can't even flow
And when I hear ya'll niggaz rhyme I hear, well you know
But that's a whole nother' issue, right now we on this
We keep spittin' like this, how the fuck we gon' miss?
Cuz the camp is strong, and the stamp is strong
Double r, mothafucker keep the casket blowin
You could get yourself caught up in shit you can't handle
And you, know I can't stand you, demand to
This one time I'ma let a dog be a dog
But I'ma see you in the ring and when it's on then it's on

Chorus x2

Dog nigga wha, on till it's on, where's my dog, there's my dog.

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