Released: December 22, 1998

Songwriter: P Killer Trackz DMX

Producer: P Killer Trackz

[Intro]
Uhh, ahhh!
C'mon! Uhh! Uh-huh!
But they don't hear me though
Uhh, but they don't hear me though
Uhh, but they don't, they don't, they don't, they don't—

[Verse 1]
I got blood on my hands and there's no remorse
And got blood on my dick cause I fucked a corpse (C'mon!)
I'm a nasty nigga - when you pass me nigga look me in my eyes (What?!)
Tell me to my fuckin face that you ready to die (C'mon!)
You be a dead motherfucker, red motherfucker (Uh!)
Don't be stupid, you heard what I said motherfucker (Uh!)
Who shot you? Aww nigga, like you don't know (Woo!)
Stickin you for yo' dough while I'm fuckin yo' broke ho (What?!)
Yo! Don't you get the picture? Niggas can't touch me (Uh!)
Cause I don't give a fuck G, I'll get you touched B
I got joints that with one slug could take apart a door
And enough crazy niggas behind me to start a war (C'mon!)
So what you want nigga? Help, cause youse about to rest (Uh!)
When I'm fed, Red Cross couldn't clean up the mess
And a vest will do nuttin' but make you look a little thicker (Yeah!)
Cause in the dark - you ain't nuttin' but a lil' nigga (What?!)
And if you'd been thinkin' about that shit you did
You wouldn't have brought the joint, wit' you kid (Uh, uh, uh, uh!)
Now I'ma have to get you kid, and split your wig, wit' the machete (What?!)
I bring beef to niggas, and string em out, like spaghetti (C'mon!)
You ain't ready - nor can you stand how I'm bringin' it (Uh!)
I'm givin' it is how I'm livin' it so I'm swingin' it (Uh!)
Red dot on your head, cause youse in mid range
Red dot on your chest, opens up your rib cage, nigga!

[Chorus: P Killer Trakz]
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

[Verse 2]
Now if your heart was as big as your mouth, you'd be real
But it's not - so I know if you get knocked, you'll squeal
Like a bitch, cause you is a bitch and always been a bitch (Oh, oh, oh!)
And you know how niggas do a bitch we run up in a bitch (Ooh!)
Put something in a bitch - nigga do you know me, nigga do you owe me? (Uh-huh)
Figured you could blow me? Well I'ma let this trigger fill you homey
Y'all niggas gots to be smokin' somethin' thinkin' you chokin' somethin' (Uh!)
Fuckin around wit' me you'll be a broken somethin' (Woo!)
I'm out for 'Blood' with the 'Crips' at war
How much shit could you talk wit' your lips on the floor?
Pussy niggas make me itch, so I scratch, youse a bitch (Uh, uh, uh)
So I snatch up your face, fake-ass pit so I scratch you (Uh, uh, c'mon!)
Yeah there was a time, when I woulda jumped up and choked this nigga
(But now) But now I'm on some shit like, "Yo, smoke this nigga!" (Uh-huh!)
I'm 'bout to find out how much guts you got before I spill em
Somebody come and get this muh'fucker before I kill him (Please)
(Arf!) Fresh out the asylum, I'm wilin
Y'all niggas know the phone numbers for help you best to dial em (Ayy!)
Nine-one-one, emergency, the urgency
Will have witnesses seein' what the surgeon see (Woo!)
How far you gon' get, wit' your dome split fool!
I catch your man slippin' cause he think his shit cool (C'mon!)
But it ain't, so I paint the walls with his blood (Uh, uh, uh)
Another dick in the mud - nigga, WHAT?!

[Chorus: P Killer Trakz]
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through

[Bridge: Ruff Ryders]
(C'mon!) Hey yo, you know who this is for?
They let the dogs in the door (C'mon, c'mon, yeah!)
Hey yo, you know who this is for? (C'mon!)
They let the dogs in the door (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: P Killer Trakz]
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
(C'mon!) I just love—

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)”.