Released on August 1, 2006

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[Intro: DMX]

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Man

Are you for real?

You niggas can't be fuckin' serious! (Got that [?])

You not for real

They gotta be playin' (Got that [?])

You better walk away!

Haaaaaaaa (Got that [?])

Ohhhhhh! (Come on)


[DMX sample]

What!

What!

What!

What!

What!

What!

What!, what!, what!, (Come on)

What!

What!

What!

What!

What! (Uh)

What!

What!, what!, what!, (Come on)


[Verse 1: DMX]

I run shit here (What)

Y'all just sit here (What)

Do y'all niggas know what it took for me to get here

I'm gonna stay here, earn my way here

You can fuck around if you want but we don't play here

We get through that, run right through that

That's how we do that, y'all niggas knew that

Two albums in one year three albums in two

Didn't I just fucking tell y'all niggas that's how we do

You wasn't even fucking listening when I just said

What I said, you get that, what I just said

I run shit here fuck y'all niggas

Jail what I said I used to duck y'all niggas

Motherfucker I'm grown and that's all to it

Y'all leave a child on his own and I'm gonna do it

Fuck I done did it, shit it

You ain't even half way close to being with it forget it


[Chorus: DMX]

I run shit, I run shit here

I run shit, I run shit here

I run shit here, I run shit

I run shit here, I run shit

I run shit, I run shit here

I run shit, I run shit here

I run shit here, I run shit

I run shit here, I run shit


[Verse 2: DMX]

I run shit here, what's my name

Getting' down for real fuck my fame

Played too many games and the games gone catch up with you

Fame niggas make stretcha catch up with you quicka

You that nigga oh for real you that nigga

Let me show you how we do that nigga

See, y'all cats are small cats

And niggas like us aren't gonna believe that

We takin all that fall back

Get down, lay down, sit down

Stay down, head round. Hey now

Does a nigga wanna get a little off his mind

I'm a nigga that will hit a nigga off his time

Go off his spine, brains in the air

Flames to the hair cause the game ain't fair

And I'll take it there fuckin' with the right one baby

Got that, we tryin' to light one baby


[Chorus: DMX]

I run shit, I run shit here

I run shit, I run shit here

I run shit here, I run shit

I run shit here, I run shit

I run shit, I run shit here

I run shit, I run shit here

I run shit here, I run shit

I run shit here, I run shit


[Verse 3: Big Stan]

I've done shit here

My guns spit here

Y'all might live here but I run shit here

Blood sweats and tears for years just to sit here

Think I'm about to let you niggas get here

Cowards are stupid if you wanna see me prove it

Try and take my position watch a quick a nigga lose it

Make you get all my shit and have you fearing for your life

Every time you see me roll up or ride up on a bike

Dressed in all black with my pistol in your sight

But it will be my man in all white that walks up with a knife

I'm a big boy baby I don't play with you thin niggas

Getting my hands dirty when there's beef I send niggas


[Chorus: DMX]

I run shit, I run shit here

I run shit, I run shit here

I run shit here, I run shit

I run shit here, I run shit

I run shit, I run shit here

I run shit, I run shit here

I run shit here, I run shit

I run shit here, I run shit