Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood

Just cause i love my niggas, (ruff ryders)
I shed blood for my niggas. (ryde or die)
Let a nigga holla, "where my niggas?" (get down or lay down)
All i wanna hear is, "right here my niggas."
(we here nigga) <echoes>

You won't take this from me baby!
You will not take this from me baby!
Ya know grrrrr

My niggas some niggas that you don't wanna try
My niggas some niggas that's really do or die
My niggas will have you cowards ready to cry
My niggas will fry my niggas will rob
My niggas keep niggas on they fuckin' job
My niggas know what it's like when shit gettin' hard
My niggas stay pullin' you other niggas cards
My niggas it's god my niggas we'll shine
My niggas just knew it was a matter of time
My niggas let me know to keep fuckin' with the rhymes
My niggas ain't no longer livin' with crime
My niggas is fine my niggas is good
My niggas keep you niggas knocking on wood
My niggas know how to take it back to the hood
My niggas will put you down right where you stood
My niggas they could my niggas they will
My niggas take you straight to the back & get ill
My niggas give it straight to the bank when we kill
My niggas put niggas on ice til they chill
My niggas is still my niggas is dogs my niggas (echoes)

Slippin'


Ha ha ha ha ha ha uhh
This life shit is like bug the fuck out fa real
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 me back on my feet so i can tear shit 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 (uhh)
Sit back & look at what it took for me to get there (uhh)
First came the bullshit the drama with my mama
She got on some fly shit til i split
And said that i'ma be (whooh)
That seed that doesn't need much to succeed (uhh)
Strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed (what)
I'm ready for the world or at least i thought i was
Baggin' niggas when i caught a buzz
For thinking about how short i was (c'mon)
Going too fast it wouldn't last but yo i couldn't tell
Group homes & institutions, prepare my ass for jail (uh-huh)
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? (uhh)
Back on the scene at 14 with a scheme (uhh)
To get more cream than i'd ever seen in a dream (uhh)
And by all means i will be living high off the hog (what)
And i never gave a fuck about much but my dog (what)
That's my only muthafucka i had offered my last
Just another little nigga headed nowhere fast

Chorus

-2-
That ain't the half (uh)
Shit get's worse as i get older (uh-huh)
Actions become bolder heart got colder (uh-huh)
Chip on my shoulder that i dared a nigga to touch
Didn't need a click cause i scared a nigga that much (c'mon)
One deep with a bitch, started for kicks
Catchin' vicks throwin' bricks (uh)
Gettin by bein' slick (uh)
Used to get high to get by (what)
Used to have to puff my l
In the morning before i get fly (what)
I ate something a couple of forties made me hate somethin' (uh-huh)
I did some coke now i'm ready to take something (uhh)
3 years later showing signs of stress
Didn't keep my hair cut or give a fuck how i dressed (ohhh)
I'm possessed by the darker side livin' the cruddy life
Shit like this kept a nigga with a bloody knife (c'mon)
Wanna make records but i'm fuckin it up (why)
I'm slippin' i'm fallin' i can't get up

Chorus

-3-
Wasn't long before i hit rock bottom (uh)
Niggas talking shit like damn look how that rock got him (uh)
Open like a window no more indo look at a video (uh)
Sayin' to myself that could've been yo ass 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 (yes)
I've got to do the right thing for shorty
And that means no more getting high drinking forties (c'mon)
So i get back lookin' type slick again (uh)
Fake niggas jump back on my dick again (uh-huh)
Nothin' but love for those that know how it feel
& much respect to all my niggas that kept it real
Kept a nigga strong (uh)
Kept a nigga from doin' wrong (uh)
Niggas who they is and this is yo fuckin song (uh)
And to my boo who stuck with a nigga through
All the bullshit you'll get yours because it's due (c'mon c'mon)

Chorus

See, this is that shit
This is that shit
That all real niggas can relate to
This is from the heart baby, don't get it twisted
Ahh x baby!!!!!

Chorus 2x

Uhh used to be my dog you was in my left titty
Scream ryde or die i thought you would die wit me
Found out you a bitch you can't even ryde wit me
Now it's a war you ain't on the side wit me

Dmx

When it rain, niggaz get wet, stay dry
Don't cross me, i compete the snake eye
Just lost you, left your shadow in the dark
Fucked around it forced me to hit the shadow with a spark
Blew your shit apart, now it's two halves of one nigga

Uhh!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!
Come on, uhh, uhhh huhhh
But they don't hear me though
Uhh, but they don't hear me though,
Uhh, but they don't but they don't...

I got blood on my hands and there's no remorse
I got blood on my dick cuz i fucked a corpse
I'm a nasty nigga when u pass me nigga look me in my eyes
Tell me to my fuckin face that u ready to die
U be a dead mutha fucka red mutha fucka
Don't be stupid you heard what i said mutha fucka
Who shot u ohhh nigga like u don't know
Stickin you for your doe while i'm fuckin your broke ho
Yo don't u get the picture niggaz can't touch me
Cuz i don't give a fuck g i'll get u touched b
I got choice ripple my slug'll take apart a door
And enuf crazy niggaz behind me to start a war
So what u want nigga help me is about your best
When i'm finished red cross couldn't clean up the mess
And a vest will do nothin but make u look a little thicker
Cuz in the dark u ain't nothin but a lil nigga
But if you've been thinkin about that shit u did
You wouldn't have brought the joint wit u kid
Now i might have to get u kid and split your wig wit a machedi
I bring beef to niggaz and string them out like spaghetti
U ain't ready lord can u stand how i'm bringin it
I'm givin it is how i'm livin it so i'm swingin it
Red dot on your head cuz you's in mid range
Red dot on your chest opens up your rib cage

Chorus
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole thru (x 4)

Now if your heart wuz as big as your mouth you'd be real
But it's not so i know if u get knocked you'll squeal
Like a bitch cuz u iz a bitch and always been a bitch
And u know how niggaz do a bitch we run up in a bitch
For somethin in a bitch nigga do u know nigga do u owe me
Figure you could blow me well i'ma let this trigga feel u homey
That niggaz got to be smokin somethin thinkin u chokin somethin
Fuckin around wit me you'll be a broken somethin
I'm out for blood wit the crypts at war
How much shit could u talk wit your lips on the floor
Pussy niggaz make me itch so i scratch you's a bitch
So i snatch up your face fake ass bitch so i scratch u
Yeah.. there was a time when i would have jumped up and choked this nigga
But now i'm on some shit like.. yo.. smoke this nigga
I'm bout to find out how much guts u got before i spill em
Somebody come and get this mutha fucka before i kill em
Ahhh!.. fresh out the asylum i'm wylin
Yall niggaz know the phone number for help u best ta dial them
9-1-1 emergency the urgency
We'll have witnesses seein what the surgeon see
How far u gonna get wit your dome split fool
Or catch your man strippin cuz he think his shape cool
But it ain't so i paint the walls wit his blood
Another dick in the mud
Nigga what!

Chorus

Ahh you u know who this is for, they let the doggs in the door (x 2)

Chorus

Jay! fuck that
This is it right here baby!
You know what it is

[jadakiss]
Yo, i used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a jag truck
Mad stuck either with a dime or a bad duck
Double r t with the matchin bandana
38-snub blue steel with no hammer
And i see all ya niggaz tryin to glance at the kiss
Cuz i walk around with your whole advance on my wrist
Phonin your women, drunk off corona's and lemon
And you know i'm still right in the main
Light in the green
I need to bug it even though i look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggaz floss on their album, try to boost their sales
We put our pies on the table when our eyes on a label
Cuz them rednecks up in the mountains will try to slay you
Call me raspy tell you what i want you to know
Fuck what you ask me you probably don't want me to blow
I got a lot of horsepower so i'm able to stick
Usually a good nigga even though i'm able to flip
You pay 30 for the 'kiss, 100 for the l.o.x>
And if we coo', then i write a hook for a drop
Whatever's in the bank is my bet
A zebu's my pet
And get in the bed and with the legs then that

[sheek]
Aiyyo, when my gun bust send niggaz to the fish like swamps and
New york's youngest bumpy johnson
I put fear in y'all heads
Sheek looks type a nigga that gasoline yall beds
And that's warning
If you all alive in the morning, that's fine
Now i suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully mine
I want pc, see me tuck in your chains
I got niggaz my pops say that lifestyle ain't changed
It's like wake up move a brick half-of-a-slow
Make car money check with sheek go fuck with a hoe
I rock a waste slim mink do-rag under my fittish
And i don't need rework waves, timbs be halfway new
That sheek in the dresser club cuz i don't fuck with shoes
And from a nigga's life, i swear to the bible, let it be told
I put 30 in your head, all in the same hole
Cuz we all got the same goal and you tryin to tamper with mine
Don't make me mothafuckin leave you with some shit in your spine
Fuck with me, you be a was nigga
Nigga was dope
Nigga was gettin money before i extorted your coke
What, you crazy?

[styles]
Aiyyo, catch me with a 38, box and shells
In a 98 lincoln eatin pasta shells
Order to go, always got a box of l's
Blow, stay on the low
Get a henney and swig
I penuro so i hate a snake, rat, or a pig
I pop shit cuz i'm the second best, the first was b.i.g.
Y'all niggaz is shunned out, let me speak to your father
Cuz i like to play chess and i swing the revolver
If i don't like a nigga, i don't even be bothered
I spit, i'm just a crooked nigga goin legit
You hold your nine if you holdin a brick
Common sense, that drama, you hit the bahamas, get bent
L.o.x. get respect like sunny from bronx tale
Us and dmx, the ruff ryder cartel
Thirsty to live all y'all niggaz eager to die
I tell all my niggaz ride
You won't leave with a dime, motherfuckers

[jay-z]
Yeah, yeah, i'm a monster
Sleep whole winters, wake up and spit summers
Ghetto nigga puttin up will smith numbers
Surrounded by 6's and hummers
Bitches among us
Try not to let this bullshit become us
This started from hunger, tell it all when they sane
Now bitches notice the chains now that i've hit my number
The chickens i twisted see the digits unlisted
The beeper done change
You dead bitch, the reaper done came
I suggest niggaz stop speakin my name
Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the rain
I keep creepin, streets keep watchin i keep poppin
Niggaz is hot heads and the bullets is heat-seekin
Jay flow pesos chase hoes not
I just circle around the block in a drop
Tell them to jump through the top
Where the sun roof used to be
I could see y'all not used to me
Nigga flows like none other
I'm the meanest, toughest don dutta, the gun butcha
You the type that bust a lot of shots and none touch ya
I'm the type that get excited when the gun touch ya
Motherfuckers

[dmx]
I'm headed nowhere fast run in the place gun in my waste
Niggaz wanted to taste but wouldn't come to my face
So what that mean you cats is playin games again
So what i do start namin names again(what!)
All you motherfuckers know that i speak from the heart(uh!)
Play like you dunno and l.o.x. is gonna bark
We can take it there but to make it fair, get some mo niggaz
Styles, sheek, jay we comin with like 4 niggaz(aight!)
Y'all niggaz besta stop playin
It'd be the ones you forgotten about
That'll get you shot in your mouth
*arf! arf!* got my dogs covered
Plus it's all gravy like chicken when it's smothered
It's dark and i love it! get him, boy let him loose
You want it with the dogg, let the gun, let him shoot

Mn
Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all

Hook:
(i can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold onnnn
I've been waitin for this moment for all my life
Hold onnn, hold onnnnnn)

The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when i was younger
When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under
And you wonder, why i pat you on your head, smile
Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child
Meanwhile, somethin' i gotta show you an i hope you can take it
Gonna leave you in the desert, an i hope that you make it
Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you
When you stand up an see that i'm just showin' love to you
Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your ends
Caps i fucked with are real, but hey
Those are your friends
Its just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know
What you askin' for, did you ask for more?
Should the casket door swing here, it is done
An thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run
Nigga died with his gun still up in the holster
It is comin' in the air? yeah its getting' closer

Hook

I see life through many shades of grays and blacks
I could take that an him 'em with the blazin' tracks
When i make that you fake cats have violent dreams
Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams
The devil got a hold on me an he won't let go
I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow
Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion
Some of us may do the winnin'
But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'
Easy goin up or down what have you been provin'?
Jus that you were fuckin' ground
Bitch seen the bullshit, but never spoke on it
An i know that deep down you really don't want it
I woulda traded the chance of bein' the child with a father
Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when its harder
My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife
That's why i hit these motherfuckin' streets at night
Come on!

Hook

There's a lotta shit that i let slide, cuz its outta my hands
Lotta niggas i let ride, but its not in my plans
An a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog
Families by the truckload, feedin' them to the morgue
Full moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr
An growlin', shhhhhh, an prowlin'
Don't know love, can't show love
That means you gonna need more love
Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up
Talkin' out the side of your mouth is
What's gonna is what's gonna let niggas know
Why you bad in your house, an they lie up to your spouse
Told her it was suicide, but you an i
Both knew the truth, for we'd never die
Listen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob
Cuz you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log
I can smell it in the air, i can tell when its there
This is hell an we both here
Can you feel it? tell me yeah

Hook

Arf, arf
Haha
Aroo, arro
Whoo, whoo, whoooo

Love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches?
I love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches?
Love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches?
I love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches?

Chorus

It's all good
It's alright
Fuck all day
Fuck all night
Call my bitches, cause wherever i go, y'all my bitches
East to the west coast, all my bitches

Yo
Chickens is good for plucking
So i'm stickin' bitches, fuckin'
Got 'em trickin' while they suckin'
Give 'em dick and they ain't buggin'
I've done it all
From mackin' 2 hoes, on a three-way
Dominican hoes on b day
Country hoes in v-a
And they all say
The same about my game
It's tight
Thats why every night
A different group of bitches start a fight
Over some dick that they don't even own
All i'm givin' them is the bone
Blowin' up a niggaz phone
But ain't nobody home
I'm in a zone
Tryin' to do things
But turns into a cruel thing
Whats up girlfriend, you game?
No wonder why
When i leave at night
It's cause i theive at night
I'm leavin' bitches not breathin' right
I fuck they head up with some slick shit
Hit 'em off with some long dick shit
Make it some quick shit, but rip shit
Then i'm out, just like the trash on a thursday
Knowin' she'd be givin' up the ass on the first day

Chorus

Flocks of bitches by the dozens
From sisters to cousins
Got 'em doin' shit they said they wasn't
Ever gonna do
Like knowin' i'd fuck the bitch that she was close to
Still gave up the ass and dough
She was supposed to
Pictures of bitches
And flicks of chicks
Videos with the baddest hoes, sucking dick
It's the dog in me that makes me do wrong
?? can't help but get strong
Cause the game is too strong
I like 'em greedy
Black like edi
Eyes beady
Willin' to give to the needy
I done ran through 'em all
From around the way bitches
Outta state hoes
And even hitting gay bitches
All i tell 'em is "let me get that"
Then it's on
Knock her mothafuckin' boots
And then i'm gone
I got the white bitches sayin' "it's a black thing"
Cause i leave that hoe with no dough
And plenty back pain

Chorus

Bitches who get props
Cause they know who can get got
And they can get shot
By the way ya niggaz flip drop
Walk up in the spot
Knowin' what she want
Strictly
When hun wants the dickly
Hun comes and gets me
It's amazing
Does it get crazy
Known to be swayze
Cause thats daddy's baby
I keep them hoes in check
Like the government
Hittin' 'em off with nothin' but the dick
Snd they lovin' it
Huggin' it
Like it's they best friend
Cause it is
Word to mix
Fuckin' with tricks is just biz
I deal with strictly dimes
Got 'em commitin' they first crimes
Cause she suckin' dick for the first time
And ain't no secret
'bout how i freak it
When it's sleek it
Never knew how i peeped it
Then creeped it
That's how i know this must be that shit
I tell them bitches "i'll be back"
And they believe that shit

Chorus x4

Love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches?
I love my niggaz, but wheres my bitches?
(repeat x4)

Chorus(2x):
What y'all want me to do
Keep your shit the hardest
It's about to go down
Niggaz is ready to start this war that's for sure
Nigga come and get it
Ride and die why
Cause my niggaz is wit it

I want monopoly money but i ain't even half way there
Do a dirt and a nigga gotta take the backway there
What it is is the biz and its dirty
You'll get rich but life expectancy is about thirty
Take the business to the hallways, driving up for four days
On parole with warrants that'll send me back the raw way
If i get caught across jersey state lines
Figure this 98 and i been runnin since 89
So that's like 9 years delinquent time
You speakin crime than you know
9 years you owe it's not 9 years you gonna go
No probation or parole more time doin nothin
They roam to yard writin rhymes an frontin
Carry niggaz greasy because i'm built like that
Burry niggaz easy cause they get kilt like that
If you ain't in it wit me than you in my way
But either or you will respect mine
And leave tech 9 and leave it for dude
The realest you gonna feel is when you face your death
Sorry i didn't know nigga don't even waste your breath
Coppin pleas not d why you flippin
Nigga know the only thing i'm really scared of is slippin
Letin a nigga catch you when i got my gaurd down
So i keep em up
Noddin of with one eye open
I can it freak but theres a time when i'm close 'em both
Lead poisonin i'm a get hit with an overdose
So i don't drug thing crud thangs
Think i don't know a slug stains, or blood blaze
Raw gun playin drama
Sadness to another niggaz momma
I'm a be the the one that puts you up inside the trauma
These are troublesome times
And the crime prevails
And the dark side keeps a niggaz ass in jail
Bada-boom-bada-bing some of this and some of that
Gotta boogie for a minute but you know i'm coming back

Chorus(2x)

Try to show niggaz but i can only hope they see
You a little nigga fit right up in a 6 by 3
Layin' up like this
Lips sewn shut eyes closed
Niggas walk past the casket damn shorty nice pose
You was ballin nigga till your ass got balled out
Called out by some disrespectful ass niggas that go all out
I bet you thought it was real funny
Until it had to get cruddy
Me walkin off leavnin you with all this bloody
What he gonna do when it's all over for real
And the last thing you see is that steel
A blast of light that's what he seein' if you blast him right
Hit him in the face and hear that closed casket tight
Get it right it aint nothin but endin it to a nigga
Street sweeper like ahhhh!
Sendin it to a nigga
When you in the house you play by house
2 words you'll never here again are house lose
And that's house choose it aint gonna be that
Cause i can't see that
Ready to get in them niggaz ass real good so where the weed at
Believe that you aint going to see nothin to familiar
I would tell you what to do but than i'd have to kill you
And it ain't even worth it i ain't goin to build nothin
So i'm just gonna let you go be that same nigga
Still frontin laughin and shit
Like you see somethin funny but you say sound good
Let me see somethin money
For real
(go nigga, go nigga, go nigga, go nigga nigga)

Chorus(4x)