Songwriter: DMX

Producer: Dame Grease

[Verse 1]
I'm always talking shit, cause wherever I go I walk in shit
And now they got me on some stalking shit
Broad daylight, niggas is crying, "But I don't want anyone to blast"
So from the roof I pick em off like a scab
And watch the slug bust a mug like a watermelon
He shoulda thought about that before he got caught up telling
And now another kid grows up without a daddy or a mommy
Cause at the funeral I hit up the caddy with an the army
Of real niggas, with nothing to lose
Cause when it's time to go you don't get to choose
I make the muthafuckin rules and I enforce em
Shorty's people was loose ends so he lost them
I took the joints and tossed them, in the river
At the same spot that I dumped this kid that didn't wanna give a nigga the combo, to the safe in the crib
Look, money, that's why I did what I did

{2 niggas Talking.....}

[Verse 2]
Mad stressed and I'm about to have a breakdown
It's time for pops who got the store on the corner to get a shakedown
He hasn't paid for protection in like two months
So I figured I'd leave him with like two fronts
I break up shit to let him know that I'm real
Reminder, I know where you live so don't squeal
Told him, next time I come, have some paper for me
Don't fuck around and turn into another caper for me
Cause though he's cool all that cool shit stops
And I be in the crowd talking bout, "Yo who killed pops?"
It's a shame, he was caught up in the game and couldn't play it
Before I smoked him, I asked him "who's the man" and made him say it
Three times, and that's how many times I hit him
A nigga was acting like he didn't have to pay so I did him
Yo I think this shit is going to my head (for real)
But let that be a lesson, don't pay dues and you dead

{2 niggas Talking.....}

[Verse 3]
A little birdie told me that the feds were on to me
And they wanted to do something real wrong to me
So I broke out, played the L for a while
Checked my sources and found my name was on file
Under gun for hire and extortion
But yo I never use the same joint twice as a precaution
And I heard this kid tried to set me up
He knew I knew so he tried to wet me up
See he was under investigation for drugs
They set up all types of phone taps and bugs
Then when they bagged him, money went out, represent (he was my friend)
Said they'd let him go, all he had to do was snitch
And I know now he wish they would have kept him
Cause it was sweet how I crept him, wet him up then left him
And that's for muh'fuckas that don't know
Go against the grain and you feel the pain
Aight yo?

DMX

Earl Simmons better known by his stage name DMX (An acronym for DarkMan X) rose to fame in the late 1990’s.

His stage name pays tribute to the Oberheim DMX drum machine, an instrument he used when he made his own rap beats in the 80’s.

To date, his best-selling album is his 1999 album …And Then There Was X, which featured the hit single “Party Up (Up in Here)”.