Freestyle

By DMX

On The 24th Letter

Released on January 1, 2002

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Uh, uh, uh

Niggas getting trampled on, what's all the fuss about?

Sucking my dick so hard, I'm busting in they mouth

And then I snuff em out, four to the mid', fuck what I did

With no regard for a bid, ripped you up, while you wit your kid

Slid into the shadows, cause I'm dark like that

I bark like that, jet black, but I spark like that

Where are they at, when I get thirsty, shit

Ain't a nigga strong enough to stand the worst it gets

Bits, and pieces are all that's that left

Niggas so scared to death, they hold they motherfucking breath

Til I pass, cause they asked/ass, and I smelled 'em

The s-p-e-l-l-e-d t-h-e-m, I spelled em

To make me have to swell one, eye up, lump up one head

Catch a body with the shotty, pump up one dead

Red alert, niggas is about to get hurt, do work

To skirts, like a jag on the merk, arf

Night time is the right time for creeping

Vandalize your crib, rape your wife while she's sleeping

I been off the deep end, since I was semen

That's why now, I'm such a motherfucking demon!

Screaming, my bloody head off, shit on my mind I gotsta get off

Can't even hold a joint, lest I let off

A couple of rounds, from the big three pound, seven

That's about eleven hundred as of now

How-can-one-man-kill-so-many-and

The-sin-be-plenty-before-the-age-of-20 *sing-song like nice and smooth*

Life ain't worth a penny in, my book faggot

That's why I took faggot shit, I'm a crook faggot

Fat Goose leather jackets, I bag it, along with

The jewels smacking tools out the hands of fools

On the strength that they don't know what they holding

Niggas caught me tail end cause the weight that I be sewing

Shit up cause I get up, off my ass and skate

Making more moves than u-haul, from state to state

I speak the great, and if a nigga tells you different

You turn around you ask the nigga, "the fuck is you be sniffing?

Cause when it come to riffing, I am the riff raffin

Gots to say nutting, niggas know they get had

Motherfucker, Funk Flex, Vol. 3, The Final Chapter

Ruff Ryders, Irv Gotti, Def Jam..

Right here, where my dogs at?

Got them all for you baby I got them all

I gots them all..