This is a beat that I can freak to, just drop the reels
Bless a nigga with the ill, y'all niggas know my skills
X in their grills, hit 'em up, split 'em up
Wet 'em up and watch 'em come get 'em up
Set em' up, when you do dirt, you get dirt
Bitch, I'll make your shit hurt, step back like, "I did work"
This ain't no fuckin' game, what, you think I'm playin'?
'Til you layin' somewhere in the junkyard decayin'
Moms at home prayin' that you comin' home, but you not
'Cause you sittin' up in the trunk, startin' to rot
And hell is hot, I know because I'm here now, baby
It's goin' down, baby,
get the four pound, baby
And let off up in a nigga
Especially if he think he bigger than my motherfuckin' trigger
Dead eye, can I get mine? Is he gone?
DMX representin' one time, put us on (
What's the key to life?)