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whispered Ruff Ryders ("They're BAAAACK!")
DMX
This is what you're tellin me, Uh, okay
It all comes down to this huh? Okay
This is what you fkin tellin me?
That this is it? Uh, Okay (GRRRRRRRRRR)
How many slugs should I plug into yo' chest before it's get filled
Since you ain't got nuttin else to do but get killed
Been a fiend every since I found out how a slaughter taste
Empty a clip of hollow tips into yo' daughter's face
Cause that's just the type of s**t that I'm on
Collect my dough, make the fkin hit and I'm gone
I ain't never gots to worry about the aim
Infrared, to your head, will make sure, I hit him in the brain
BLAOW! One mo' time for good luck - for what?!
He was already dead, what the fk?!
I be, breakin my s**t up OFF in a nigg*
When I don't see, nuttin but SOFT in a nigg*
fkin coward, I wonder how it - feels
To have to look at your moms - squeal, after I hit her with the steel
Ill, that's how a nigg* blows s**t up
Believe whoever I hit up, will never get up
Tell me, how it's goin down nigg*
If I'm bein a fkin clown nigg* (yeah)
Take a couple of rounds nigg*, I keep a toast real close
In case I gotta turn the rest of yo' peeps into ghosts
fk it I'm ready for combat, with a gat
that'll make any nigg*, become a meal for the fkin rats
There won't be nuttin left of money but a soupbone
Big Motherfkin DMX from the group home
Chorus: DMX
don't mean what they say when they talk
lean a certain kind of way when they walk
don't mean what they say when they talk
lean a certain kind of way when they walk
Eve
Since the first day in it, I made a promise to myself
I was gonna make it happen, that's the way I felt
You know Philly never scared, play the cards we dealt
Doin it my way, you girls strugglin for help
I hear your rumors and your so-called beefs
But it's a different story any time we meet in the streets
I'm fully in it b*tch, your s**t is juvenile to me
We can squash it, go 'head let you warm up the crowd for me
I hate to even be like this, y'all bring it out
To tell the truth it excites me, I scream it out
Sick wid'dit, ain't a b*tch that can get wid'dit
Admit it, I'm that b*tch you can't live wid'dit
And I'ma keep it comin long as I'm here
Pitbull, back at'cha neck, I'm hearin them cheer
E-V-E is what they need in they life, I'm bout mine
Now I'm done wit'chu, fk out my face, wastin my time
Chorus: Eve
girls don't mean what they say when they talk
girls lean a certain kind of way when they walk
girls don't mean what they say when they talk
girls lean a certain kind of way when they walk
Jadakiss
Nahh! Uh, yeah, aiyyo
I got a wet haze, coke, and a p-blow block
But y'all still missin the point like a free throw shot
Get it? This ain't some'n you learn, this is some'n you earn
Turn it up and give me some'n to burn
That boy 'Kiss is a hell of a man
Treat your life like a cell phone, so try to get a helluva plan
Cause most dudes left the hood broke
A couple knew what they was doin, so they came back like good coke
Down South they'll tell you 'Kiss is good folk (that's right)
Up North I hit my off with good smoke
Out West they ridin with me, now I'm back hard
I'm just worried bout the rats that's in my back yard
Hated by many, confronted by none
I trust two guys, one's God, and one is my gun
Jada is the nice guy, 'Kiss is the monster
D-Block and Double R is my sponsor
Chorus: Jadakiss
Cowards don't mean what they say when they talk
Cowards lean a certain kind of way when they walk
Cowards don't mean what they say when they talk
Cowards lean a certain kind of way when they walk
Jada fkin cowards!
DMX
can't be fkin serious, y'all p*ssy
p*ssy - y'all don't like it? BRING IT, b*tch!
Just a lil' some'n man, to let y'all know
To know man, matter of fact
Matter of fact y'all , excuse my back man!
Straight up y'all , pardon my back!
I ain't got no rap for no sucka-ass !
Five time motherfkin champ!
Five times! b*tch! Touch that! Then holla back!
Motherfker!
A nigg* done had this rap s**t
I'm out..