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| DMX Miscellaneous Inc Anthem [Intro: Jay-Z] Whut the Fuck? Niggaz, Ya'll Ready for this Bitches, Ya'll ready for this Ha, alright. Let's bounce [Verse 1: Jah Rule] I'm startin' to flow You know, That's what niggaz wit do do, yo Red means stop, Green means go Right now I see green You wanna stop Oh No What are you anyway nigga, Friend or Foe Don't Fuck wit me, or I-N-C Nigga, what the fuck, are you crazy Can't believe dat shit, tryin' act swayze You'd be better off lazy So shut the fuck up right now, and maybe Murder I-N-C will show mercy Cuz first b We don't fuck wit' dem, uninterested niggaz You know who I'm talkin about Those niggaz that started to bust out Soon as our first joint came out Holla Holla, if I could have a Dolla for every Nigga that hated me soon as I-N-C was on Blaze But I don't give a fuck I said not a flying Fuck Ja Rule, Murder I-N-C, make ya say Whut Whut [Hook: Jay-Z, Ja Rule, and DMX] The Murder I-N-C Yeah Nigga Just you and me Fuck around Catch bullet from me Cause There ain't no fuckin' around Whenever the I-N-C is in town [3x] [Verse 2: DMX] (Dog growling, then Barking) D-M-X, my dogs gonna bite you Gonna fuck you up, just cause they like to How the fuck you gonna fuck around wit' organized crime God damn, we live what we speak in every fuckin' rhyme Yo, Ja (What the Deal, X?) Here's a twenty, go get me a fuckin' dime Now, back to this murder shit Light my fuse, my teeth begin to grit Party wit' my crew, fuck you You ain't playin' wit no screw, or a smack cause when I attack, I never take back Anything bad I do or say, cause yo that shit is wack And I just luv when you niggaz bring your whole crew It's just sme more beef to stick you to and Fuck You, now it's plain to see, It ain't to smart fuckin' wit' Murder I-N-C [Hook:] [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Dem Niggaz ain't prepared For dis shit we prepared got every nigga scared cause of all the fuckin' shit that we shared And don't none of them niggaz wanna fuck around We're never gonna find a common ground Many niggaz wanna know, does murder sound like this We're three Hip-Hop Philanthrapists but, we don't give no muney, we don't give a fuck so... When the light is green It's time to go I don't care who you know You still payin' full price, to our show Fuck no, I won't give 'em to you free or with a discount yo Cuz You ain't gettin' nada from us Cause niggaz always get a lotta money from us That ain't the thug way Nigga, don't try and play Hold the fuck up, are you gay No Well anyway It's time to say final goodbyes and one more thing, this shit I just rapped about and none of it are lies Next step is to come in, fuck your boo when I'm through all she'll be able to say is Jigga Whut Jigga Who and ask her who her man is she'll tell you She'll put her finga on the trigga pull and yell Jigga my Nigga [Hook:] |
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