One two one two, come run through Gun who, oh you don't what the gun do Some do, that know are real quiet Let me you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the hardest Rap artist and start this Shit up for real, get up and feel, my I herbs split up and squeal Ill, is all I've been lately Niggas hate me, wanna duck tape me and me Put their brains on the wall, I brawl Too late for 911 call Niggas stay beefing but a lot of bluffing But not me because I'ma that can get out of them cuffs You think a lot of them That's just a front When I hit them like 'What you want?' The battle into a hunt With the dog right niggas chasing 'em down We all that you was pussy But I'm it now And never give a dog blood, 'cause raw blood will have a dog whatever, all up in ya gut Give it to them raw that And ain't no love I do 'em all that Four up in they back (Clack, clack) Close your baby, it's over Forget it, happened in off your buildin' but Nobody who did it (What) Where my at? what Where my at? my dogs at? What my dogs at? Where my at? What my dogs at? Where my at? What
is pussy Keep 'em from 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 won't fit him Only reason I did him, he wouldn't fight back, back him like that, laying up with the white hat Getting back at ya when I snatch ya Up out the grave, nothing but and ashes niggas with gashes to the head Straight to the white but the street stay red But this girl gave me head for 'Cause they see, who I'ma be by 2003 That nigga D it there He it was a joke 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 Blowing up the spot you rot Plus if it gets hot they know you squared box Hit 'em with the ox to the Eh, ah, nigga kill Yet they don't know I'ma rob That nigga DMX is a motherfucking