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Niggas is Keep 'em running the Werewolf, oh at the moon on the roof Eh, ah, no, get 'em Ten on him, hope God's with him Give me the bat, let me him I'll have 'em where the pillow and the casket fit him Only reason I did him, he wouldn't back, strike back Left him like that, up with the white hat Getting right back at ya when I ya Up out the grave, nothing but and ashes Hitting niggas with 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 it was a joke He ran through 20 G's, thought that I was broke, stupid what you get for thinking and eventually Found that's you get for stinking Blowing up the when you rot if it gets hot they know you dead Four box Hit 'em with the ox to the Eh, ah, kill kill Yet still they don't I'ma rob That nigga DMX is a motherfucking