[DMX talking]
Aiyyo, ya niggas must be outcha [bad word] mind
Thinkin dog can't pull another [bad word] rabbit out the hat [bad word] I ain't gotta check out my [bad word] sleeves you [bad word] [bad word] niggas [bad word] is y'all niggas
Y'all niggas just thinkin I'm sittin around doin nothin?
Oh my God, y'all niggas can't be serious

[Hook: DMX - repeat 2X]
Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
Have that [bad word] in the cut, where the wood at?
Oh, them niggas acting up?!? Where the wolves at?
You better bust that if you go'n pull that

[DMX]
Man, cats don't know what it's gonna be [bad word] with a [bad word] like me, D-to-the-M-to-the-X
Last I heard, y'all niggas was havin , with the same 
I show no love, to homo thugs
Empty out, reload and throw more slugs
How you gonna explain [bad word] a man?
Even if we squashed the beef, I ain't touching ya hand
I don't bunk with chumps, for those who been to jail
That's the cat with the Kool-Aid on his lips and pumps
I don't [bad word] with niggas that think they broads
Only know how to be one way, that's the dog
I know how to get down, know how to bite
Bark very little, but I know how to fight
I know how to chase a cat up in the tree
Man, I give y'all niggas the b'iness for [bad word] with me, is you crazy?!

[Hook]

[DMX]
Once a song, [bad word] through, guns is drawn
Blam blam, lungs are gone, sons will mourn
From dusk till dawn, nighttime belongs to the dog
On the street passed midnight, look for 'em in the morgue
Don't play with these cats cuz I ain't got nothing to say to these cats
For the mothers that really do love em, please pray for these cats
Cuz I know niggas is hardheaded but I ain't got the patience
Don't want me havin no patience turn into more patients
More trips to ICU cause I see you
Tryna get away with [bad word] a real [bad word] wouldn't do
Where my dogs at? (RIGHT HERE) See them niggas? (RIGHT WHERE?!?)
GET EM BOY! (RIGHT THERE) That's how we do... (AIIGHT THEN)
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
YO, WHERE WE AT BABY?!? (CREEPIN THROUGH THE FOG)
From then till now, don't ask me how
Know that we gon roll like them niggas and hit every block on the job

[Hook]

[DMX]
I get tapes doing times, stomp niggas like grapes making wine
Five CD's with mad rhymes
Don't hit me with that positive [bad word]  I know you lying
You really wanna stop niggas from dying? Stop niggas from trying
I cuz I ain't really got that time to waste
And I thought I told you to get these [bad word] bums out my face
Looking at you in your grill, I might be nice to cut
Once I split ya [bad word] in two, you'll be twice as butt
Yeah, you right, I know ya style: [bad word]  cause I'm [bad word] it
Since we all right here, you hold my [bad word] while he sucking it [bad word]  don't you know you'll [bad word] near me
Shove ya head up ya [bad word]  have you seein [bad word] clearly
Never heard that [bad word]  cause be gunning
I beat my [bad word] and bust off in ya eye so you can see [bad word] Empty clips and shells are what I leave behind
And if they get me with the joint, they hit me with a three-to-nine

[Hook]