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DMX: Somethin' new.: |
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Stop, drop, shut 'em down open up shop |
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Oh, no |
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That's how Ruff Ryders roll |
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Niggaz wanna try, niggaz wanna lie |
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Then niggaz wonder why, niggaz wanna die |
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All I know is pain |
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All I feel is rain |
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How can I maintain, with madd shit on my brain |
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I resort to violence, my niggaz move in silence |
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Like you don't know what our style is |
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New York niggaz the wildest |
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My niggaz is wit' it |
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You want it? come and get it |
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Took it then we split it |
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You fuckin' right we did it |
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What the fuck you gonna do, when we run up on you |
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fuckin' wit' the wrong crew, don't know what we goin' thru |
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I'ma have ta show niggaz how easily we blow niggaz |
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When you find out there's some more niggas, that's runnin with your niggaz |
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Nothin' we can't handle, break it up and dismantle, light it up like a candle |
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just cause I can't stand you |
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Put my shit on tapes, like you bussin' grapes |
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Think you holdin weight? Then you haven't met the Apes |
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Is ya'll niggaz crazy? |
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I'll buss you and be swazy |
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Stop actin' like a baby, mind your business lady |
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Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you |
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you know I'm tryin' ta get rid of you |
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Ya I know it's pitiful |
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That's how niggaz get down |
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Watch my niggaz spit round |
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Make ya'll niggaz kiss ground, just for talkin' shit clown |
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Oh you think it's funny then you don't know me money |
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It's about to get ugly, fuck it dog I'm hungry |
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I guess you know what that mean, come up off that green |
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Five niggaz or a fiend, don't make it a murder scene |
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Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone |
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Let a dog roam and he'll find his way home |
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Home of the brave, my home is a cage |
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and yo I'ma slave til' my home is the grave |
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I'ma pull capers, it's all about the papers |
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Bitches talkin' paper then how they wanna rape us |
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Look what you dun started |
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Asked for it, you got it |
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Had it, should have shot it |
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Now your dearly departed |
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Get at me dog, did I rip shit with this one here I flip shit |
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Niggaz know when I kick shit |
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It's gonna be some slick shit |
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What was that look for, when I walked in the door |
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Oh you thought you was raw, boom not anymore |
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Cause now you on the floor, wishin you never saw me walk |
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through that door, with that 4 4 |
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Now it's time for bed |
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Two more to the head, got the floor red |
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Yea that nigga's dead |
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Another unsolved mystery, It's goin' down in history |
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Niggaz ain't never did shit to me |
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Bitch ass niggaz can't get to me |
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Gots to make the move, got a point to prove |
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Got a make'em grove, got'em all like ooh |
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So to the next time, you hear this nigga rhyme |
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Try to keep your mind, on gettin pussy and crime |
