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 toi cowards then it's gonna be quick, aight
All your mens up in the jail before, suck my dick
and all them other chats toi run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck toi gonna traverser, croix 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
toi come around, it's like (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked
And I don't know who the fuck toi think toi talkin to
but I'm not him, aight slim? So watch what toi do
ou toi gon' find yourself, buried suivant to someone else
and we all thought toi loved yourself
But that couldn't have been the issue, ou maybe
they just sayin that, now cause they miss toi
Shit a nigga tried to diss toi
That's why toi 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, toi ain't rapped long enough
to be fuckin with me and you, toi ain't strong enough
So whatever it is toi macareux, macareux moine on that got toi think that toi Superman
I got the Kryptonite, should I claque, 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
toi wack, you're twisted, your girl's a houe
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody know
Your old man say toi stupid, toi be like, "So?
I l’amour my baby mother, I never let her go"
I'm tired of weak cul, ass 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 plus talkin - put him in the dirt instead
toi keep walin - lest toi 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 plus pistolets 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' cul, ass is about to be missin
toi 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 rue rue 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 toi bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep toi 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 toi cowards then it's gonna be quick, aight
All your mens up in the jail before, suck my dick
and all them other chats toi run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck toi gonna traverser, croix 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
toi come around, it's like (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked
And I don't know who the fuck toi think toi talkin to
but I'm not him, aight slim? So watch what toi do
ou toi gon' find yourself, buried suivant to someone else
and we all thought toi loved yourself
But that couldn't have been the issue, ou maybe
they just sayin that, now cause they miss toi
Shit a nigga tried to diss toi
That's why toi 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, toi ain't rapped long enough
to be fuckin with me and you, toi ain't strong enough
So whatever it is toi macareux, macareux moine on that got toi think that toi Superman
I got the Kryptonite, should I claque, 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
toi wack, you're twisted, your girl's a houe
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody know
Your old man say toi stupid, toi be like, "So?
I l’amour my baby mother, I never let her go"
I'm tired of weak cul, ass 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 plus talkin - put him in the dirt instead
toi keep walin - lest toi 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 plus pistolets 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' cul, ass is about to be missin
toi 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 rue rue 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 toi bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep toi 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*}