DMX

Released: October 23, 2001

Songwriter: DMX Just Blaze

Producer: Just Blaze

Let's knock it out....that's all, oh we gon' do it
(Another one of these, huh) Knock it the fuck out
(One of those joints)Put it down (okay)
But it gotta bang (I see what's goin' on here)
It has to bang! Ya Know?

Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Hook 2x]
I'mma Bang! Hit the block pitchin slang
Bang! Hit the rock spit the game
Bang! Get the Glock spit the flame
Do my motherfuckin thing!

I speak for the meak and the lonely (uhh), weak and the hungry (uhh)
Speak for the part of the street that keep it ugly (aight)
And niggas couldn't wear my shoes
Cause the places that I walk, most catz couldn't bear my dues (uhh)
Or pay the tolls of the roads I done kept on, crept on (what)
Walk 'til I got tired then curled up and slept on (whoo)
My journey has earned me the right to reach
I burned so I earned the right to teach, what to eat (c'mon)
What niggas been gettin' fed is pork (uhh)
What you niggas been gettin' fed, shouldn't be even on your fork
Let's talk (aight), about this, and about that (uh-huh)
Yeah, we like this or we can do it out back (aight)
Keep the bullshit for the rodeo
Cause on the real, you cocksuckers don't know me yo
Hit you wit' something for frontin' that'll end your life
Then hit your crib and bend your wife (c'mon)
Grrrrrrrrr

(Chorus 2x)

It upsets me to see niggas that's flossin too much
Wearing shit that's costin too much (uhh), how often I touch
I like to break fake niggas (what), rape snake niggas (what)
I take weight nigga (what), you fake hate nigga (c'mon)
And niggas and ain't got the balls to say to my face
What you think behind my back
Suck my dick! How's about that? (aight)
Loose lifts is loose clips and crews hit
I run wit' niggas from Israel to hijack crew ships (uhh)
Watch the news at 6 (whoo), that's how I'm gettin' down
Feds lookin for the dog, oh that nigga outta town
This is a grown-up game, thinkin cause you got a blown-up name (what)You won't get a blown-up frame
I ain't playin wit' you niggas no more, them are old
I be layin when you hit the door, you hit it cold
Be like "Oh no!", see what I'm sayin
I told Money to stop playin, now he layin, we prayin (aight)
Grrrrrrrrr

(Chorus 2x)

Oh my God! Yah niggas done lost yo mind
Toss the nine (uhh), this nigga done cross the line
Disrespectful shit will get you hit, bitch (what)
Fuck who you wit', you niggas get what you get (uhh)
Five to the spine, ride now niggas is dying
Money pulled out he was trying, yet to slow wit the iron (uhh)
Nuttin but gun firing, blap blap blap blap
Cocksucka where it at (what)
Open up your back now I can see through your stomach
Told stupid muthafucka to stop runnin (uhh, or run in (uhh)
To a buck shot, can't duck off shot
It's that click click boom you outta luck shot (whoo)
Now don't fall to pieces on me, because the piece is on me (uh-huh)
He thought the leash was on me, but dog the streets are hungry (uh-huh)
And I'mma feed 'em everytime I sing, do my thing
Dog gon' bang, bang, bang!
Grrrrrrrrr

(Chorus 4x)

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)”.

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