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Sup my dogg? I think DMX is sweet. I have his new C.D. titled "Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood" but not his old one "It's Dark and Hell is Hot" Some of my favorite songs are Ruff Ryders Anthem, How's It Goin Down, Slippin', No Love 4 Me, and Flesh of My Flesh Blood of My Blood. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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Here are some DMX lyrics to some songs. Song Title: Flesh of my Flesh, Blood of my Blood Artist: DMX Album: Flesh of my Flesh, Blood of my Blood Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Bloooood!!!!!! Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All my ni**as get down like what? Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All my ni**as get down like what? DMX: My dogs is dogs with official blood line I say stop being greedy, get a plate if you want mine Why them ni**as always force you to take it back to the streets? Can I atleast go one year with out spittin the heat? Motherfu**ers think it's sweet until you get your chest messed up Two days later he's dressed up, let him rest up He ain't going no where, no time soon Remember high noon? The last thing he heard was boom! Can I get some room or do I have to make me a path?! Break you in half make, fake ni**as make me laugh! Ya'll ni**as is funny, still talking about money And they ain't got none Get the shotgun cuz you hungry It's about to get ugly when the lights is out One, two, three hold, thats three strikes you out! His knife was out, I think they found it, still in his head He in a bag, and I'm over here, killing his man! Chorus: X4 Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All my ni**as get down like what? DMX: I no longer see the shadow that once kept me strong And I'm starting to get that same feeling that once kept me wrong Can't afford to trust ni**as, cuz ni**as, lust figgas Plus ni**as, scared to bust ni**as What's ni**as, doing with the heat? And they ain't killing nothing but time Fu**ing with the streets and you ain't feeling nothing but mine Tired of hearing ni**as rhyming, and don't say sh**! Fu** is on them ni**as minds? Why don't they quit?! Sucking my di**, looking for something new Let your man hold something with your hold something crew You know how ni**as do, we don't forget sh** If you was there when it was thin Then you were there when it was thick! No hitch hikers, fu** that, the ryde was ruff! And every ni**a that was with us, the die was ruff! Alotta ni**as that were with us, ain't cried enough! So now you ni**as come and get us, we fires em up! Chorus: X4 DMX: Motherfu**ers, thought that the x was stop But I got ni**as like, yo who's the next to drop? From his camp, if the stamped ran camp is official Think when you die, then how many is gonna miss you Lean over in your casket and kiss you Send you on your way with a blessing And pray was good enough to learn a lesson Smith and Wesson ended money's life Now money's wife is a widdow (gave it two full blasts?) Nah dog, just a little Besides rap, I don't talk but make plenty of moves I'll murder and tell you fools Before your men and them choose And either, one of you lose And not, let all you win Even if it means I gotta shed, blood again Keep the bank account, doublin But don't hate me Really thought that what you said would either make me or break me Know it and don't take me Knowing it right! Matter of fact, I think I dropped another, soul tonight! Chorus: X4 Artist: DMX Album: Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood Song: Slippin' Ha ha ha ha ha ha uhh See to live is to suffer but to survive well that's to find meaning in the suffering. Chorus Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up Get these bags up off my feet so I can tear sh** up! (Repeat) -1- I been through mad different phases like Masons to find my way & now I know that happy days are not far away If I'm strong enough I'll live long enough to see my kids doing something more constructive with they time than bids I know because I been there now I'm in there sit back & look at what it took for me to get there First came the "Howll!!" the drama with my mama she got on some fly sh** "What!" til I split and said that I'ma be that seed that doesn't need much to succeed strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed I'm ready for the world or at least I thought I was baggin' "Uhh!" when I caught a buzz for thinking about how short I was Going too fast it wouldn't last but yo I couldn't tell group homes & institutions, prepare my a** for jail They put me in a situation forcin' me to be a man when I was just learnin' to stand without a helpin' hand Damn, was it my fault, somethin' I did to make a father leave his first kid at 7 doin' my first bid? Back on the scene at 14 with a scheme to get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream and by all means I will be living high off the hog and I never gave a "What!!" about much but my dog That's my only "Howll!" I had offered my last Just another little "Come on!!" headed nowhere fast Chorus -2- That ain't the half "Arf!" get's worse as I get older actions become bolder heart got colder chip on my shoulder that I dared a "Uhh!" to touch didn't need a click cause I scared a "Uh huh" that much One deep went to for kicks catchin' vicks throwin' bricks gettin by bein' slick used to get high to get by used to have to "Howl!!" in the morning before I get fly I ate something a couple of forties made me hate somethin' I did some "Arf" now I'm ready to take something 3 years later showing signs of stress didn't keep my hair cut or give a "Come on!" how I dressed I'm possessed by the darker side livin' the cruddy life "What!" like this kept a ni**a with a bloody knife wanna make records but I'm "Wheeew'd!" up I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up Chorus -3- Wasn't long before I hit rock bottom "Howll!" was like damn look how that "how that" got him Open like a window no more Indo look at a video sayin' to myself that could've been yo on the TV believe me it could be done somethin's got to give it's got to change cause I've got a son I've got to do the right thing for shorty and that means no more getting high drinking forties So I get back lookin' type slick again Fake "What!" jump back on my "Uhh uh huh!" again Nothin' but love for those that know how it feel & much respect to all my "Come on!!" that kept it real Be strong kept a from doin' wrong "Uhh" who they is and this is yo "What uhh!" song and to my boo who stuck with a "Arf!" through all the bullsh** you'll get yours because it's due Chorus can't get up...I gots to get up This is from the heart baby, don't get it twisted Ahh X RATED!!!!! | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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