"Getting Down"

(feat. Bazaar Royale, Big Stan, Kashmir)

[Intro: DMX]
Grrrrrrr.
Gettin down for what we stand for cause it don't stop
Once, the, Line's, crossed - BAZAAR!

[Verse One: Bazaar Royale - singing]
I am from the ghet-to
I don't do the dis-co
I just pull my pis-tol
Take a chunk of your soul
It's me who ride up by you
Police won't recognize you
Run up right behind you
To let my ratchet squeeze
And you don't want no drama
Pistol-whip your momma
Put that bitch in trauma
You don't wanna war with MEEEEEEE!!

[Chorus: DMX]
Gettin down for what we stand for cause it don't stop
Once, the, Line's, crossed
Gettin down for what we stand for cause it don't stop
Once, the, Line's, crossed

[Verse Two: Big Stan] + (DMX)
(Next out the gate is B.S.!)
Dog, I don't have to use the fifth to be a threat
I stand 6'3", 430, any less?
Motherfuckers want they shit split, I ain't the one to test
Understand what I'm sayin if NOT, how I figure
Nine to your tongue while I play with the trigger
Will make you understand what I say a lot quicker
Do we have an understanding? (YEAH!) My nigga
In case I be frontin know they really - DON'T WANT IT WITH MEEEE
Come comin with them hollows and heaters - TO PUT IT SIMPLYYYY
So if your team don't follow its leader - THEN COME AND GET MEEEE
But ALL you cowards better believe it - YOU COMIN WITH MEEEE!

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Kashmir] + (DMX)
(Next out the gate that bitch Kash!)
Dog, I'm known for gettin up in these niggaz ASS!
And they don't wanna, fuck with the bitch of this shit
Cause I position the hits
Speak with the nine, niggaz ain't ready for that shit that I spit
OH NO - get at these niggaz for SHO'
Cause once you cross the Line you already, know we get DOUGH
Dog, the quicker they slip, the quicker they ready
Holes in your Pelle, body laid up in the back of the deli
I thought, y'all already knew about me and these triggers
Get touched if you ever fuck with, me and these niggaz
The bitch is loose, got niggaz like, "Bitch you loose!"
I'm the realest bitch of them all cause I get down for what I stand for

[Chorus]

[Verse Four: DMX]
.. YO!!
Fuck I gots to say it for? You already KNOW!
I was goin dizzy, I get busy with the FLOW!
Oh, it's like that? Aight, AIYYO!
Niggaz comin through anytime, any-WHERE!
Pop up and pop niggaz up RIGHT THERE!
Put yo' man's brains in the motherfuckin AIR!
Pop pop pop, you drop drop drop.. stoppin
Look at, what I done to you niggaz
I don't wanna be your father, TIRED of sonnin you niggaz
And I'm sick of bein bothered, I'm confrontin you niggaz
And take this and run, in a minute, I'm huntin you niggaz
Go on now!

[Chorus]

 "Go To Sleep"

(feat. Eminem, Obie Trice)

[Eminem]
I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep
Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see
And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt
Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work
For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough
Cuz we, are just gonna be, enemies
As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of us
Coming to terms, where we can agree
There ain't gonna be, no reasoning, speakin wit me
You speak on my seed, then me, no speak-a ingles
So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless
You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh
And settle this face to face, and you're gonna see
A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen
And you're gonna see, this gangster beat on himself
I see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no help
Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies
When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only
We never met, but best believe you gon know me
When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony
Come on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me
Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me
You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful
I'm rid of you, all of you, Ja, you'll get it too!

[Chorus]
Now go to sleep bitch!
Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?
And go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye!
Go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah...
...Go to sleep bitch!

[Obie Trice]
We got you niggaz, nervous
On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not MC's, you'se worthless
You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please
You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third
You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin?
When lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when
You fuck with a label overseeing the Earth
Shady muthafucka, O. Trice's birth
And as I mold, I become a curse
So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf
Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who
Depicts fiction in his verse
And as I breathe, and you be deceased
The world believe you deceived just to speak
You'se not the streets, you'se the desk
Use not your chest nigga, use a vest
Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death
Six feet deep, nigga, that's the debt

[Chorus]

[DMX]
Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets
I'ma stay blazin New York wit the heat
Stalk on the beat, walk wit my feet
Understand my pain, the rain ain't sleet
Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going
Shit don't seep, then sleep not knowin
But I'ma keep growing, getting larger than life
Easy-going with the same one that started the fight
He be knowing how dog get, when dog gon bite
Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life
Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight
Cuz it's all good, it's all right
Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back
Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sac
Blood Line, and, we can go track for track
Damn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that?

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
All you motherfuckers, take that!
Here, take this too, bitch! Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Waaaaaahoo
We're killing all you motherfuckers dead, all of you
Fake ass gangsters! No more press! No more press!
Rot, motherfuckers, rot! Decay, in the dirt, bitch, in the motherfucking dirt!
Die nameless, bitch, die nameless! No more fame!
Ahhhhhhhhhh! Hahahaha
Yo X, come on man, Obie, let's go, haha

 "X Gonna Give It To Ya" 

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

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
With the non-stop pop pop of stainless steel
Go hard gettin busy with 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 with
I'll break who you sendin' me
You motherfuckers never wanted nothin
But your life saved, bitch, that's on a light day
I'm gettin down, down
Make a nigga set free
But i 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]
First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL
Then we let it POP, DON'T LET IT GO YO
X gon give it to ya(uh)
He gon give it to ya
X gon give it to ya(uh)
He gon give it to ya
[2X]

Ain't never gave nothin' to me
But everytime I turn around
Cats got they hands out wantin' somethin' from me
I ain't got it so you can't get it
Let's leave it at that cuz I ain't quittin'
Hit it with 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 fuck you gon do?
I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing
Only nigga that you know that 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 dun forgot what work is
They don't know who we be
Lookin', but they don't know who they see
Nigga

[Chorus]

ey yo, where my niggaz at?
I know I got them down in the streets
Give em love and they give it back
Toke to much for to long
Don't give up your too strong (What?!)
Love to da wild wild hunters
Shout-out to niggas that done it
And it ain't even about the dough
It's about gettin' down for what you stand for, yo
Fo' real

[Chorus]

"Friend Of Mine"

[DMX]
Uh-oh! (GROWLS)
Don't tell me!(GROWLS)
Don't tell me it's another one of these PK joints!
Not another P. Killer joint!
OH MY MOTHERFUCKIN'GOD!
Uh, uh, uh

[CHORUS]
You better stop that
Before I come ridin' back (RIGHT BACK)
Right back to you (BACK TO YOU)
I know you wouldn't like that (OH NO)
We don't need no (WE DON'T NEED NO)
Extra offer see (WE DON'T NEED NO)
Wasn't really no friend of mine (WASN'T NO FRIEND)
Wasn't really no friend of mine (OF MINE)

[VERSE 1]
I'm part of the meek, started to speak, at age 10
Other kids were ridin' bikes, but that was the age when
I became a man, learned to stand, on my own
One dog, no bone, so young, so grown
Kid left home, shit got harder, kid got smarter
Did my part of the bad shit, I was the starter
Came from the heart of the hood, not lookin' too good
Fuckin' did what I could; ready to bitch in the wood
For all the shit you do, just when you think you sly
What goes around, comes around, the wrong damn time
Maybe too late, but damn, I shoulda did that back then
Shoulda thought about that then, now come on out the den
Slowly, Come on; keep your hands where I can see ‘em
You don't know me, but we already got wifey tied up in the BM
And know who set you up? That bitch with the crazy ass!
Another shorty, another party of your shady past!

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 2]
God don't like ugly, all that love me, wanna plug me
But fuck me, it's about “Is this really what you want G?”
The more dirt you do, the more dirt you get
More fake niggas that ride, that'll jerk your dick
The more you think your slick, but somebody sees everything
Sometimes the thieves never hang
They remain, outlaws, wild dogs, outdoors
Strippin' cats about yours, it's all about claws
Beggin', scratchin', weighin' and matchin'
You stayin with the batch, and playin' with what you catchin'
Do unto others, as you would have others do unto you, that's under you
You must first separate from, then connect with
Fuckin' with that X shit (WHAT), ‘cos this the best shit (WHAT)
Motherfuck the rest bitch (WHAT), it's all about this (WHAT)
Do what you do, and you get what you get!

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 3]
See what it boils down to, is that it all comes through
Remember what you do, cause it's gon' come true
A little harder than you did it, but that's the way it is
I aint know it be like this, but that's the way it is
Keep fuckin' with them kids, cause they all get grown and shit
When they get they own, what's gon' been that you shown ‘em?
Fuck how to take a bone? How to rob a nigga of his throne?
How to be left standin' alone?
Get a nigga gone, that aint right
Do it yourself, be a man and fight
Nigga earn your stripes, I damn sure earned mine
I already know your language, now try to learn mine
Dig ‘til you find, and when you find you keep
I done spelled it out for you, but you niggas is still asleep
6 feet deep, was just around the corner
Be surprised how many niggas, wanna, wanna!

[CHORUS X2]

"Ain't No Sunshine"

Ain't No Sunshine
When It's On
Only Darkness
Everyday, Ain't No Sunshine When It's On
Cause When It's On
Ya niggaz Know To Be Gone, Everytime Cuz We dont play

[DMX]
Who Turned Out The Lights, Is What Niggaz Be Sayin'
Now You Don't Wanna Fight, But yall niggaz be playin'
Thinkin' It'z Aight When You Playin' In That Road
But Your Gonna Know Tonight, When You're Layin' In that hole
Dirt Is Gettin' Tossed In Your Grave, And Now It's All Over
Preacher Said You Wuz Brave, But Now It's All Over
You jus One Of The Many, Plenty, I Dun Gave It To
Ain't No Savin' You
No Matter how many Tears yo Moms Cry
Ain't Gon Bring Yo Ass Back, Plus In Hell You Gonna Fry
Why? But now, the only two Relative Questions
Is Do We Bury Him Or Burn Him?
Any Suggestions?
Either Way You Out Of Here For Good
Now When Niggaz Mentionin' Your Name, They Are Knockin' On Wood
Did I
Get My
Point Across
Another Body On The Shotty
Another Joint I Toss

[Darkness]
Ain't No Sunshine
When It's On
Only Darkness
Everyday, Ain't No Sunshine When It's On
Cause When It's On
Ya niggaz Know To Be Gone, Everytime Cuz We on pea
Everytime Cuz We dont play
Everytime Cuz We dont play


[DMX]
Ain't No Sunshine, When The Dark Man Comes Out
I Want Mine, So I Plan to Keep My Gun Out
We Got Four Nines, Four Niggaz Run In and Run Out
Well I Bust Mines, Cuz I'd Like To Hear Some Shouts
GET AT ME DOG!
Niggaz Know, I Wuz Goin' Dizzy,
When It Comes To Dat Flow, I Getz Busy
Who Iz He? Dark Man, of The Unknown
Grrrr-Arrrr!
One Dog, One Bone
now Who Ain't Goin' Home, Looks like you
You hit Strike one, Talkin' shit strike two
Won't be a strike three cause I don't play fair
Im goin' to look you in your eye while he hit from the rear
Be like yeah, holdin' you up cause you fallin'
The Lord ain't comin' so nigga stop callin'
You was ballin' a minute ago
In it for dough, then it was
"Yo I swear to God I didn't know"

[Darkness]
Ain't No Sunshine
When It's On
Only Darkness
Everyday, Ain't No Sunshine When It's On
Cause When It's On
Niggaz Know To Be Gone, Everytime Cuz We on pea
Everytime Cuz We dont play
Everytime Cuz We dont play

[DMX]
And I know,I know,I know,I know,I know
What you think you goin' get
Fuck around with my dough
Just so it ain't no mistakes this is my show
One (one), Two (two), Three here I go
Your shit is quick, and your shit is slick
But this shit is thick, If you here this shit
Damn right I can finish it
If you caught the verse wihtout a rewind
you can see my but you be blind
I'll do a 360 and come up behind
Tap you on your shoulder, have you turning around
Hit you with somthin' that will have you burn in the ground
Be like damn, nothin' left for money but a pile of ash
Life is good, Please enjoy it while it lasts
Cause you know you an't got much longer to go
Quicker you go depends on the stronger the flow
And Niggas know I don't give a fuck right or wrong
Ain't know sunshine when its on.

[Darkness]
Ain't No Sunshine
When It's On
Only Darkness
Everyday, Ain't No Sunshine When It's On
Cause When It's On
Niggaz Know To Be Gone, Everytime Cuz We on pea
Everytime Cuz We dont play
Everytime Cuz We dont play

 "I Can I Can"

Uh, Ruff Ryderz, DMX, Swizz Beatz
[Verse 1]
I be, I be that dog that gots to flow
That's why, that's why baby I gots to blow
And you, and you know it's straight from the gutter
Because, because it's gettin darker than a mother
Slow down, slow down partner you movin too quick
Oh now, oh now gotcha, your crew and them sick
What now, what now nigga, you feelin this shit?
But how, but how is this nigga killin this shit
Don't think, don't think that it couldn't happen again
Don't blink, don't blink cuz I put a (?) in your chin
Then what, then what niggas is gonna see you dead
For what, for what over some shit a bitch said
But why, but why did your life mean so liitle?
I tried, I tried but you got me caught up in the middle
This is, this is what it all comes down to
I did, I did what a nigga had to do, come on

[Hook]
Don't worry 'bout me
Cuz I'm a be the dog that I am, you know, D
The type of nigga that y'all niggas love when you see
So y'all, don't worry bout me, ya hear me?

[Verse 2]
What's up, what's up with that nigga they call D?
I am, I am what niggas is tryin to be
And will, and will continue to do my thing
They love, they love all that dark shit that I bring
Know why, know why? Cuz I keep it realer than you
You can't, you can't cuz of all the shit that you do
You know, you know just what I'm talkin about
You asked, you asked nothin bout runnin your mouth
A bitch, a bitch what you thought niggas couldn't tell?
You flipped, you flipped after two days in a cell
Good thing, good thing I knew what was on your mind
You sing, you sing but you still gon do your time
No bail, no bail cuz they don't believe your story
Oh well, oh well guess you gon do that forty
I'm here, I'm here still gettin platinum plaques
You there, you there still tryin to watch your back

[Hook] X 4

"We In Here"

We In Here
f/ Swizz Beatz

[Swizz Beatz] + DMX
Game time... let's go... WE IN HERE!
It's time to bring the East Coast back baby!!
New York (the dog) WE IN HERE!
We talkin' 'bout the Swizz and the dog wasn't gonna terrorize y'all niggaz?
You can't be serious!
Ruff Ryders!

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
We gon' get it, get it started, get it started again
We gon' get it, get it started, get it started again (We in here!)
We gon' get it, get it stoppin', get it poppin' again
We gon' get it, get it poppin', get it poppin' again (follow me now!)
{*scratching*} We..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we IN HERE!

[DMX]
Six number one albums, imagine that
Cats is sick, 'cause dog got his swagger back
If that shit go, naw I ain't havin' that
But they don't want it, I'ma still grab the bat
Think I give a fuck? I'ma "get down," "go hard" type of nigga
"Bring it to the yard" type nigga
Four, four, one, O, five, fourteen thousand
Ten, ten haze the street with the housin'
C-76, remember me bitch?
I'm that nigga that for life, gon' be yo' enemy bitch
Fuck around, got my weight up, weight up, brought up
Niggaz gettin' ate up, straight up, what the fuck?
Come on vodto, this is just not your day
So stop tryin' to be macho, aight yo?
You don't wanna fight yo, I get's my strap on
Put niggaz' lights out {*clapping noise*} clap on!

[Chorus]

[DMX]
We don't bark no more, we bite
Motherfucker from the heart, we can get this war on tonight
Ain't nuttin but a thang 'cause the camp gets busy
Fuckin' wit' the 'Line? It's a rizzy
Shit ain't the same, cats done changed the game
Fuck it, all y'all niggaz is lame, what's my motherfuckin' name?
(Come on) Twenty million records sold
While y'all niggaz is strugglin' to go gold!
Come on papi! Can't none of y'all niggaz stop me
Yahmean? Y'all niggaz is sloppy
What would the game be without me? Nada!
Cats talk about a whole lotta, Prada
Gucci Escada, Louis Vuitton
Come on, what up with what's really goin' on?
"What's hood?" Cats ain't killin' nuttin but a few minutes
I'm about to bury a box wit'chu in it
So if you got's the whip, you better get on
'Cause if I pull up on, it won't be for Grey Poupon

[Chorus]

[DMX]
Cats playin' games, so I'm goin' raw
Run up in that fuckin' building, kick down the door
Y'all don't want no fuckin' problems wit' X
Y'all don't wanna see them four-legged piece, wit' them collars on they necks
Wit' them niggaz downstairs wit' the tech, you know the rest
Fuck it, blow it y'all niggaz, bitch I take respect
Dog's shit hot, that's why y'all cowards froze me quick
I pop up, catch niggaz on some cozy shit
With Chinese slippers and silk scarves on
Nigga out here tryin' to get his bark on, wonder why the dog gone
I couldn't take it, deface it, that nigga make shit
That's somethin' that'll happen, nigga wanna brace it
And for the record, what you gonna do to fill up my spot?
I ain't gon' front, that "Pon De Replay" shit, was kinda hot
Not!! How you gonna jack Will Smith for a beat?
That's like tryna jack me for the streets! It ain't happenin'!

[Chorus]

[Swizz Beatz]
WE IN HERE!
WE IN HERE!
WE IN HERE!
WE IN HERE!WE IN HERE! {*explosion*}

  "Freestyle"

Uh, uh, uh
Niggaz gettin trampled on, what's all the fuss about?
Suckin my dick so hard, I'm bustin in they mouth
And then I snuff em out, four to the mid', fuck what I did
With no regard for a bid, ripped you up, while you wit your kid
Slid into the shadows, cause I'm dark like that
I bark like that, jet black, but I spark like that
Where ARE they at, when I get thirsty, shit
Ain't a nigga strong enough to stand the worst it gets
Bits, and pieces are all thats that left
Niggaz so scared to death, they hold they motherfuckin breath
til I pass, cause they asked/assed, and I smelled em
The S-P-E-L-L-E-D T-H-E-M, I spelled em
To make me have to swell one, eye up, lump up one head
Catch a body with the shottie, pump up one dead
Red alert, niggaz is about to get hurt, do work
to skirts, like a jag on the merk, ARF
Night time is the right time for creepin
Vandalize your crib, rape your wife while she's sleepin
I been off the deep end, since I was semen
That's why now, I'm such a motherfuckin demon!
SCREAMIN, my bloody head off, shit on my mind I gotsta get off
Can't even hold a joint, lest I let off
a couple of rounds, from the big three pound, seven
That's about eleven hundred as of now
How-can-one-man-kill-so-many-and
the-sin-be-before-the-age-of-20 *sing-song like Nice and Smooth*
Life ain't worth a penny in, my book faggot
That's why I took faggot shit, I'm a crook faggot
Fat loops leather jackets, I bag it, along with
the jewels smackin tools out the hands of fools
On the strength that they don't know what they holdin
Niggaz call me tailor cause the way that I be sewin
shit up cause I get up, off my ass and SKATE
Makin more moves than U-Haul, from state to state
I speak the GREAT, and if a nigga tells you different
You turn around you ask the nigga, "The FUCK is you be sniffin?"
Cause when it come to riffin, I am the riff raffin
Gots to say nuttin, niggaz know they get had

Motherfucker, Funk Flex, volume three, the final chapter
Ruff Ryders, Irv Gotti, Def Jam..
Right here, where my dogs at?
Got them all for you baby I got them all
I gots them all..

 "Pure Uncut Remix"

[Eightball]

DMX McGruff and Canibus.
You know where you heard it first.
My man Cardin, G Black, Ralph, Universal Records.
Uh [all echoes]. Pure Uncut,
Eightball [DMX barks in background]
DMX (What?) DMX, McGruff, McGruff, and Canibus, baby.
Yeah, its the Pure Uncut, raw, we keep it raw.
Its the Pure Uncut, raw we keep it raw. Listen...

[DMX]

Niggas at Ruff Ryders is the illest, baby gorillas
And shit we do today is gon' catch up with us and kill us
Long as I feel this, motherfucker's head is shot
Fucking lead is hot, and leave them dead to rot
Ruff Ryders cut the shit up, like raw keys
Like that crystal aching my last ?name is Raheed?
It can happen niggas, dog keys, and still gun it down
Only cause I know how you look up to a nigga, from the ground
Running clown, you no better, than ?a braveless heart?
?For my kids? I thank you God
And if you don't know, ask a nigga, that they just put in the ground
Slugs ran out of him, so I must've put in a pound
At least! I gave it to another nigga for lookin
Money, ?could never stop my slugs? from cookin
Remember me, cause I'ma be there when they bury, you
Leave your skeleton in the cemetery

[Eightball]
Dum, du-du, dum
Who got the, who got the bum bu-bu bum?
We wrap it up and smoke it, sixty green
I'm a fiend for this rap thing
Down South hustiln' and we all about the cream
Stick em up, mad face, car chase through the city
Fuck the police, I'm mad plus I'm going off that gritty
Frank ?Nitty? got a mob down to murder with me
Catch one to stick me, believe it or not, I cripply
I rip thee, back into a stack and flip it like a tech
Pure uncut, tie it up, and watch the fiends come back
Bucklin, real dogs stay around for troublin
Eightball, pick up the ball, when them tricks start bumblin
Rumblin (vrooom) much room, cloud trippin
Victims who lie there die when I be speakin, releasin
You heard me, are you worthy
To ride with the Suave House and get down and dirty?


[Chorus Eightball]

Its the Pure Uncut, raw, we keep it raw [2X]
Baby Pure Uncut, raw, we keep it raw
Its the Pure Uncut, raw, we keep it raw
(What?) Nigga, Pure Uncut, raw, we keep it raw
[repeat]

[McGruff]

Yo; where the fuck is the dough? its time to bubble and blow
If I spit this from the back, have em clutchin they ?toes?
Once smoked my lungs out, but now I fuck with my nose
Perform shows, bad bitches crunchin my clothes
Yo I'm 'Gruff, street thug beyond the speakers, beyond the rap
Man I'm on a car and my gat, swarm attack, sip Don and Cognac
Ain't just me, my whole freakin army strapped
Aiyyo, fuck that! And fuck you! Who the fuck you?
Touch you, you act like you want trouble
Money don't know you, don't rub you, I got' eat, that's like trying to tell me don't hustle
I gotta blow a couple, niggas away just to show the muscle
Yo, I squeeze till your vocal tussle
Niggas please, I got keys, coke, and snow to bubble
Hoes to cuff you, fuck you, suck the shit out your dick
Sucker for love, think you can fuck with McGruff?
Now listen mister
Gruff put your soul in a twister

[Canibus]

Just got off the payphone, on a three-way line, with Eightball and Tony Draper

Askin me for a favor
Now let me take it from the top I touch your knot, with the rubber glock
Then I take your title, nigga, fuck your spot
Peace to the players who crush a lot, but they call me Canibus because I bust a lot
You can suck my cock, and got the same transmitted disease your mother got
Being a favorite with me right before she was forced to pop
She came home at four o'clock, was shot, she was riding me on top
I told the bitch to keep the door locked, I know your heating up hot
Because I touched the sure spot, you got defeated and dropped
I punch you in the jaw-ops
You talk dirt, you get dirt thats how I stand on niggas networks
You think that best works? You think you can't get hurt?
The bitch in you, makes you run for cover when I spit at you
A man-to-man zone Allen Iverson couldn't dribble through
Rapid fire syllables, you gotta bribe me with a mill or two
To keep me from killing you with the lyrical
All you chief executives ampin ?answer? wreckin shit
See, what goes around comes around, bitch

"Pull It"

[dogs barking]

[Cam'Ron]
Uh, let me tell you somethin
Act your age, and I ain't even, matta fact, listen to me
Let me tell you somethin

AAAYYYYOOOOW!

Don't make me come at y'all, y'all don't wanna brawl
Make me run at y'all gun at y'all, take it all run it all
Actually there's a front it all lemme talk to y'all
Done it all y'all ain't even begun to ball
Winter, spring, summer, fall
The cream still stackin if the fiends still crackin
You the same one cryin, for that Billy Jean jacket black fever
Pussy ass, don't smoke no pot neither
Mommy take care of your high fever neighborhood watch leader
Close the drapes up, make the tape duct tape your face up
I fuck wit more powder, then makeup get em laced up
P doe, have a party for the brother
15 minutes, but I feel sorry for your mother
I kill like the greats did
Had a state bid for stashin little Nate
(He was only eight) but I hate kids I know all parents think they experts
But yo my TEC bursts is death spurts wet hearts and Guess shirts, what!

[DMX]
Uh, Uh, Uh
RRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
AAAYYYYOOOOW! Lets get it on baby (what) cause I'm ready to start
Take the locks of the cage cause I'm ready to bark
and niggaz gonna know when it's on for the heart
niggaz gonna go when it's on motherfuckers mad trucks you know
they feelin' it I'm flippin' it to niggaz
got them thinkin' that they real in it
you hear that but don't go near that you better fear that
you was the one that wanted to have the house wit the the pool right
where it at RRRRRRRRRRRRRR! don't make me bite you
I used to fuck wit yo' sista don't make me fight
you see how I play wit it but stay wit it I'm ok with it
I'll do it, but he will be the nigga that they say did it
what you don't know is gonna get you fucked up
and when you don't roll it's gonna get you stuck up
niggaz want what (what), thats what I thought
Dark Man baby, X for short

What, what, what, uh, what, what, uh, what, what

RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
AAAYYYYOOOOW!

[DMX] Runnin around niggaz like circles I hurt you
"Did I do that?" Just like Urkel I jerk you
[Cam] Yo, aiyyo, it's Harlem World NY yo what try yo luck
but I know what niggaz won't know how you're stuck
body right beside your truck, what
[DMX] But they're screamin' I'm screamin' but they're screamin' ice creamin
They should have fuckin' known there was no such thing as an ice demon
[Cam] Aiyyo, you dogs don't play wit me I'll beat yo' ass from A to Z
Bag you up like A & P DMX n' KFC
[DMX] Bench nigga I'm a bless niggaz wit my slugs stress niggaz
I'm a wet niggaz wit my thugs
[Cam] Yo, yo, aiyyo when niggaz like to act ain't no wonder
I creep aiyyo don't make me put your ass nigga, under my feet
[DMX] Ha ha, hold me down baby bark at your dog
let me know if it's real walk in the fog
[Cam] And then we hit 'em
[DMX] Slap 'em
[Cam] Click 'em
[DMX] Cap 'em
[Cam] Stick 'em
[DMX] Tap 'em
[BOTH] Motherfuckers all know how we have 'em, what!

[dogs barking]

[DMX]

Where my dogs at? (what)
Uh, where my dogs at? (what, uh)
Uh, where my dogs at? (what)
Cam, my nigga
AAAYYYYOOOOW!

[Cam'Ron]

DMX, Cam'Ron, Def Jam, Untertainment, what
AAAYYYYOOOOW!