歌手:DMX
专辑:《The Great Depression》

作词 : Simmons, Smith
作曲 : Earl Simmons & Justin Smith
Let's knock it out that's all, oh we gon' do it
Now get the ********** out put it down
But it gotta bang
It has to bang ya know?
I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang
Bang, hit the rock spit the game
Bang, get the glock spit the flame
Do my mother******' thing
I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang
Bang, hit the rock spit the game
Bang, get the glock spit the flame
Do my mother******' thing
I speak for the meek and the lonely, weak and the hungry
Speak for the part of the street that keep it ugly
And **********z couldn't wear my shoes'
Cause the places that
I walk, most catz couldn't bear my dues
Or pay the tolls of the roads
I done kept on, crept on
Walk 'til
I got tired then curled up and slept on
My journey has earned me the right to reach
I burned so
I earned the right to teach, what to eat
What **********z been gettin' fed is pork
What you **********z been gettin' fed, shouldn't be even on your fork
Let's talk, about this, and about that
Yeah, we like this or we can do it out back
Keep the bull************t for the rodeo'
Cause on the real, you **********s don't know me yo
Hit you wit' something for frontin' that'll end your life
Then hit your crib and bend your wife
I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang
Bang, hit the rock spit the game
Bang, get the glock spit the flame
Do my mother******' thing
I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang
Bang, hit the rock spit the game
Bang, get the glock spit the flame
Do my mother******' thing
It upsets me to see **********z that's flossin' too much
Wearin' ************t that's costin' too much, how often
I touchI like to break fake **********z, rape snake **********z
I take weight **********, you fake hate **********
And **********z and ain't got the ********** to say to my face
What you think behind my back suck my ************, how's about that?
Loose lifts is loose clips and crews hit
I run with **********z from
Israel to hijack crew ************ps
Watch the news at 6, that's how
I'm gettin' down
Feds lookin' for the dog, oh that ********** outta town
This is a grown-up game, thinkin' 'cause you got a blown-up name
You won't get a blown-up frame
I ain't playin' wit' you **********z no more, them are old
I be layin' when you hit the door, you hit it cold
Be like oh no, see what
I'm sayin'
I told Money to stop playin', now he layin', we prayin'
I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang
Bang, hit the rock spit the game
Bang, get the glock spit the flame
Do my mother******' thing
I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang
Bang, hit the rock spit the game
Bang, get the glock spit the flame
Do my mother******' thing
Oh my God yeah **********z done lost yo mind
Toss the nine, this ********** done cross the line
Disrespectful ************t will get you hit, ************
********** who you with, you **********z get what you get
Five to the spine, ride now **********z is dyin'
Money pulled out he was trying, yet to slow wit the iron
Nuttin' but gun firing, blap blap blap blap
**********ucka where it at
Open up your back now
I can see through your stomach
Told stupid mutha**********a to stop runnin', or run in
To a buck shot, can't duck off shot
It's that click click boom you outta luck shot
Now don't fall to pieces on me, because the piece is on me
He thought the leash was on me, but dog the streets are hungry
And I'ma feed 'em every time
I sing, do my thing
Dog gon' bang, bang, bang
I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang
Bang, hit the rock spit the game
Bang, get the glock spit the flame
Do my mother******' thing
I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang
Bang, hit the rock spit the game
Bang, get the glock spit the flame
Do my mother******' thing
I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang
Bang, hit the rock spit the game
Bang, get the glock spit the flame
Do my mother******' thing
I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang
Bang, hit the rock spit the game
Bang, get the glock spit the flame
Do my mother******' thing