interviewer: yo, i'm sayin, these ruff ryder niggas
DMX: dog
interviewer: i heard these niggas is for real
DMX: dog
interviewer: uh huh
DMX: that's my mans and them
interviewer: i heard these niggas is like
suppose to be lockin down the industry on some shit, on some power shit
DMX: dog, that's my mans and them
interviewer: eh
DMX: so what i'm doin...
interviewer: right, right
DMX: my mans and them, is doin... because...
interviewer: right
DMX: that's my mans and them... ya know?
interveiwer: i feel ya
DMX: now you feel me
interveiwer: i feel ya
DMX: so you know, when you fuckin with me...
interveiwer: right, right
DMX: you fuckin wit...
DMX:
uh-oh
what have you done now?
i told y'all niggas
ya just don't listen
why must you be hard-headed?
tried to explain, but you didn't hear me though
and now, well, and now...
grrrrrr
grrrrrr
uh
one two, one two, come through, run through
gun who? oh, you don’t know what the gun do (what?)
some do, those that know, are real quiet
lemme think you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot (uh)
niggas gonna buy it, regardless, because i’m the hardest (uh)
rap artist, and i'ma start this (ah!)
shit up for real (what?), get up and feel (what?)
my words, i make herbs split up and squeal (c'mon!)
ill, is all i’ve been hearin lately
niggas hate me, wanna duck tape me and make me (aaah)
put their brains on the wall, when i brawl (arr)
too late for that 911 call (c'mon)
niggas stay beefin, but a lot of 'em bluff (uh huh)
but not me, because i'm a nigga, that can get out of them cuffs (uh huh)
you think a lot of them's tough? not just for frontin
when i hit them niggas like... "what you want?" the battle turns into a hunt (aight)
wit the dog right behind niggas, chasin em down
we all knew that you was pussy, but i'm tastin it now
and never give a dog blood cuz raw blood will have a dog like what? (what?)
bitin whatever, all up in ya gut (c'mon!)
give it to them raw like that, and ain't no love i do 'em all like that
four right up in they back, CLAK CLAK
sole survivor baby, it's over, forget it (uh)
happened in front off your buildin, but nobody knows who did it
what
where my dogs at?
interlude repeat 3X
what what
where my dogs at?
uh
where my dogs at?
what what
niggas is pussies, keep me runnin from the werewolf
owwwww, howling at the moon on the roof
oo, ah, noooo! get him
ten niggas on him, hope God's wit him (uh uh uh ooo)
give me the bat, let me split him
i'll have him where the pillow and the casket won't fit him (c'mon)
only reason i did him: he wouldn't fight back, tried to strike back
left him like that (uhhhh), layin up with the white hat (ahhhh!)
gettin right back at ya (ahhhh!), when I snatch ya
up out the grave, nuttin but bones and ashes (get him!)
hittin niggas wit gashes, to the head
straight to the white meat but the street stay red (woooo)
but this girl gave me head for free, cuz they see (uh huh)
who i'ma be, by like, 2003 (uh huh)
that nigga D, took it there (uh), you thought it was a joke?
he ran through like 20 G's (ha ha), thought that i was broke? (what?)
stupid...that's what you get for thinkin
and eventually when you found that's what you get for stinkin (uh huh)
blowin up the spot when you rot, plus if it gets hot
they know you dead for four square blocks (c'mon)
hit 'em wit the ox to the grill
eh, ah, kill nigga kill
yet you still, you don't know? i'ma rob 'em (ooo, ooo)
that nigga DMX is a muthafuckin problem
aight?
