Freestyle Lyrics

Niggaz gettin trampled on, what's all the fuss about?

Suckin my dick so hard, I'm bustin 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 thats that left

Niggaz so scared to death, they hold they motherfuckin breath

til I pass, cause they asked/assed, 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 shottie, pump up one dead

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

to skirts, like a jag on the merk, ARF

Night time is the right time for creepin

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

I been off the deep end, since I was semen

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

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

Can't even hold a joint, lest I let off
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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 loops leather jackets, I bag it, along with

the jewels smackin tools out the hands of fools

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

Niggaz caught me tail end cause the weight that I be sewin

shit up cause I get up, off my ass and SKATE

Makin 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 sniffin?"

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

Gots to say nuttin, niggaz know they get had

Motherfucker, Funk Flex, volume three, 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..

DMX Freestyle