One two one two, through run through Gun who, oh you know what the gun do Some do, those that are real quiet Let me think you wanna try it, fuck and start a riot gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the hardest Rap artist and start this up for real, get up and feel, my words I make herbs up and squeal Ill, is all been hearing lately Niggas hate me, wanna tape me and make me Put brains on the wall, when I brawl Too late for 911 call Niggas stay beefing but a lot of them But not me I'ma nigga that can get out of them cuffs You think a lot of tough? That's just a front When I hit them niggas like 'What you The battle turns into a With the dog right behind niggas chasing 'em We all knew that you was But I'm it now And give a dog blood, 'cause 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 that right up in they back (Clack, clack) Close your baby, it's over Forget it, happened in front off your but Nobody who did it (What) my dogs at? What Where my at? Where my at? What my dogs at? Where my at? What Where my at? my dogs at? What
is pussy Keep 'em from the Werewolf, oh Howling at the on the roof Eh, ah, no, get 'em Ten niggas on him, hope God's him me the bat, let me split him I'll have 'em the pillow and the casket won't fit him Only reason I did him, he wouldn't back, strike back Left him like that, laying up the white hat Getting right back at ya when I ya Up out the grave, nothing but and ashes Hitting niggas gashes to the head to the white meat but the street stay red But this gave me head for free 'Cause see, who I'ma be by like 2003 That D took it there He thought it was a He ran through like 20 G's, thought I was broke, stupid That's you get for thinking and eventually Found what you get for stinking up the spot when you rot Plus if it gets hot they know you Four box Hit 'em the ox to the grill Eh, ah, kill nigga Yet still they don't know rob nigga DMX is a motherfucking problem