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One two one two, come through run
Gun who, oh you don't what the gun do
do, those that know are real quiet
Let me think you try it, fuck around and start a riot
Niggas gonna buy it, regardless I'm the hardest
Rap artist and I'ma this
Shit up for real, get up and feel, my
I make herbs up and squeal
Ill, is all I've been hearing
Niggas hate me, duck tape me and make me
Put their brains on the wall, I brawl
Too late for that 911
Niggas beefing but a lot of them bluffing
But not me because nigga that can get out of them cuffs
You think a lot of tough? That's just a front
When I hit them like 'What you want?'
The battle turns a hunt
With the dog right behind chasing 'em down
We all knew you was pussy
But I'm it now
And never give a dog blood, raw blood will have a dog bite
whatever, all up in ya gut
Give it to raw like that
And ain't no love I do 'em all like
Four right up in they (Clack, clack)
Close your baby, it's over
Forget it, happened in off your buildin' but
knows who did it
(What)
Where my at?
what
Where my at?
my dogs at?
What
Where my at?
Where my at?
What
Where my at?
Where my at?
what

Niggas is
'em running from the Werewolf, oh
Howling at the moon on the
Eh, ah, no, get 'em
Ten niggas on him, hope with him
me the bat, let me split him
I'll have 'em where the and the casket won't fit him
Only reason I did him, he wouldn't fight back, strike
him like that, laying up with the white hat
Getting right back at ya I snatch ya
Up out the grave, nothing but and ashes
niggas with gashes to the head
Straight to the white meat but the street red
But this girl me head for free
'Cause they see, who be by like 2003
That D took it there
He it was a joke
He ran through like 20 G's, thought that I was broke,
That's what you get for thinking and
Found what you get for stinking
Blowing up the spot you rot
Plus if it hot they know you dead
Four box
Hit 'em the ox to the grill
Eh, ah, nigga kill
Yet still they know I'ma rob
nigga DMX is a motherfucking problem