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DMX/Up In Here (Party Up!)

Yall gone make me lose my mind
up in here, up in here,
Yall gone make me go all out
up in here, up in here,
Yall gone make me act a fool
up in here, up in here,
Yall gone make me lose my cool
up in here, up in here,

Verse 1: Dmx

If I gots-to bring it to you cowardz then it's gonna be quick,
All your mens up in the jail before, suck my dick.
and all them other cats you run with, get done with, done quick,
how tha f--k you gonna cross the dog with some bum sh-t?,
There go the gun click, 911 sh-t,
all over some dumb sh-t,
ain't that some sh-t,
Ay n---az remind me of a strip club,
cause everytime you come around it's like what I just gotta get my d--k s-cked,
And I don't know who the f-ck you think you talking 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 of been the issue,
or maybe they just say'n that now cause they miss you,
s--- a n---a tried to dis you.
That's why you lay'n on your back look'n at the roof of the church,
preacher tell'n the truth and it hurts.

Hook: 2X

Verse 2: Dmx

Off the chain/
I leave n---z soft in the brain,
cause n----z still want the fame,
off the name.
First of all, you ain't rapped long enough,
to be f--k'n with me, and you,
you ain't strong enough.
So whatevea it is you puff'n on that got you think that you superman.
I got the Kryptonite, should I smack you with my d--k or the mic?
Y'all n---z is characters,
not even good actors,
What's gone be the outcome,
Umm, let's add up all tha factors....
You wack,
you're twisted,
your girl's a h-e,
youre broke,
your kid ain't yours,
and everybody 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 ni---z whin'n over pu,
that don't belong to them,
f--k is wrong with them,
They f--- it up for real n----z like my mans and them,
who get it on the strength of the hands with them, man....

Hook: 2X

Verse 3: DMX

I bring down rains so heavy it curse the head,
no more talk'n, put him in the dirt instead,
you keep walk'n, unless you try'n to end up red,
cause if I end up unfed, ya'll end up dead.
Cause youse a soft type n---a,
fake up North type n---a,
puss like a soft white n---a.
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, everybody come out,
aight 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 miss'n,
you know who gone find you,
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,

HOOK: 1X

Entro: DMX & SWIZZ

Hold up.....
One, two, meet me outside,(Hold Up)
meet me outside, (Hold Up)
meet me outside,
All my Ruff Ryder, meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my big ballerz, meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my fly ladies,
meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my street, street peoples meet me outside,
meet me outside, outside m---------r

X is got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce, bounce'n again
Dark Man X got ya bounce'n again
Bouncin again, bounce-bounce'n again
Swizz Beatz got y'all bounce'n again
Bouncin again, bounce-bounce'n again (Swizz Beatz)
Ruff Ryders got y'all bounce'n again (DMX)
Bouncin again, bounce-bounce'n again
Dark Man keep you bounce'n again
Bouncin again, bounce-bounce'n again
Dark Man keep you bounce'n again(aight nuthin yall can do)

Bouncin again, bounce-bounce'n again
All my streets they bounce'n again (aight nuthin yall can do)
Bouncin again, we're bounce'again
Swizz Swizz Beatz we bounce'again
Bouncin again and we bounce'again(aight nuthin yall can do)

Double R keep it
comin, ain't nuttin y'all
Ain't nutt'n yall can do, .

{ CRASH!}