DMX]
Uhh.. UH! .. WHOO!
Chorus: DMX
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
up in here, up in here
[DMX]
If I gotsta bring it to te cowards then it's gonna be quick, aight
All your mens up in the jail before, suck my dick
and all them other Gatti te run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck te gonna attraversare, croce the dog with some bum shit? Aight
There go the gun click, nine one one shit
All over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit
Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, cause everytime
te come around, it's like (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked
And I don't know who the fuck te think te talkin to
but I'm not him, aight slim? So watch what te do
o te gon' find yourself, buried successivo to someone else
and we all thought te loved yourself
But that couldn't have been the issue, o maybe
they just sayin that, now cause they miss te
Shit a nigga tried to diss te
That's why te layin on your back, lookin at the roof of the church
Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts
Chorus
[DMX]
Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the brain
cause niggaz still want the fame, off the name
First of all, te ain't rapped long enough
to be fuckin with me and you, te ain't strong enough
So whatever it is te puffino, pulcinella di mare on that got te think that te Superman
I got the Kryptonite, should I schiaffo, smack him with my dick and the mic?
Y'all niggaz is characters, not even good actors
What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the factors
te wack, you're twisted, your girl's a zappa
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody know
Your old man say te stupid, te be like, "So?
I Amore my baby mother, I never let her go"
I'm tired of weak culo niggaz whinin over puss
that don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them?
They fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them
who get it on on the strength of the hands with them, MAN
Chorus
[DMX]
I bring down rains so heavy it curse the head
No più talkin - put him in the dirt instead
te keep walin - lest te tryin to end up red
Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up dead
Cause youse a soft type nigga
Fake up North type nigga
Puss like a soft white nigga
Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water
We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
The bigger the order, the più pistole we brought out
We run up in there, e'rybody come out, don't nobody run out
Sun in to sun out, I'ma keep the gun out
Nigga runnin his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out
Listen, yo' culo is about to be missin
te know who gon' find you? (Who?) Some old man fishin
Grandma wishin your soul's at rest
but it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest
Chorus
[DMX]
Hold up! ERRRRRRRR!
One.. two.. meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my Ruff Ry-DERS gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my big ball-ERS gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my fly lad-IES gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my strada, via strada, via peoples meet me outside
meet me outside, outside motherfucker
X is got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man X got ya bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Swizz Beatz got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again (Swizz Beatz)
Ruff Ryders got y'all bouncin again (DMX)
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep te bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep te bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
All my streets they bouncin again
Bouncin again, we're bouncin again
Swizz Swizz Beatz we bouncin again
Bouncin again and we bouncin again
Double R keep it comin, ain't nuttin y'all
Ain't nuttin y'all can do, now.. {*BOOM*}
Uhh.. UH! .. WHOO!
Chorus: DMX
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
up in here, up in here
[DMX]
If I gotsta bring it to te cowards then it's gonna be quick, aight
All your mens up in the jail before, suck my dick
and all them other Gatti te run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck te gonna attraversare, croce the dog with some bum shit? Aight
There go the gun click, nine one one shit
All over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit
Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, cause everytime
te come around, it's like (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked
And I don't know who the fuck te think te talkin to
but I'm not him, aight slim? So watch what te do
o te gon' find yourself, buried successivo to someone else
and we all thought te loved yourself
But that couldn't have been the issue, o maybe
they just sayin that, now cause they miss te
Shit a nigga tried to diss te
That's why te layin on your back, lookin at the roof of the church
Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts
Chorus
[DMX]
Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the brain
cause niggaz still want the fame, off the name
First of all, te ain't rapped long enough
to be fuckin with me and you, te ain't strong enough
So whatever it is te puffino, pulcinella di mare on that got te think that te Superman
I got the Kryptonite, should I schiaffo, smack him with my dick and the mic?
Y'all niggaz is characters, not even good actors
What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the factors
te wack, you're twisted, your girl's a zappa
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody know
Your old man say te stupid, te be like, "So?
I Amore my baby mother, I never let her go"
I'm tired of weak culo niggaz whinin over puss
that don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them?
They fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them
who get it on on the strength of the hands with them, MAN
Chorus
[DMX]
I bring down rains so heavy it curse the head
No più talkin - put him in the dirt instead
te keep walin - lest te tryin to end up red
Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up dead
Cause youse a soft type nigga
Fake up North type nigga
Puss like a soft white nigga
Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water
We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
The bigger the order, the più pistole we brought out
We run up in there, e'rybody come out, don't nobody run out
Sun in to sun out, I'ma keep the gun out
Nigga runnin his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out
Listen, yo' culo is about to be missin
te know who gon' find you? (Who?) Some old man fishin
Grandma wishin your soul's at rest
but it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest
Chorus
[DMX]
Hold up! ERRRRRRRR!
One.. two.. meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my Ruff Ry-DERS gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my big ball-ERS gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my fly lad-IES gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my strada, via strada, via peoples meet me outside
meet me outside, outside motherfucker
X is got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man X got ya bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Swizz Beatz got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again (Swizz Beatz)
Ruff Ryders got y'all bouncin again (DMX)
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep te bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep te bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
All my streets they bouncin again
Bouncin again, we're bouncin again
Swizz Swizz Beatz we bouncin again
Bouncin again and we bouncin again
Double R keep it comin, ain't nuttin y'all
Ain't nuttin y'all can do, now.. {*BOOM*}