Dmx - Spellbound (The Original) lyrics

Solo don't spell like this one, Know what I'm sayin'? Need to get at me with dat dumb sh**. Hit me dawg. Hey Wood, what's up dawg. Ohh, Uhh. Check it out yall. Big vees on the muthf**ing tables. This how it's goin dizzee Spell Bound, It ain't hard to tell You go crazy, when the S-P-E-L-L You won't catch it or match it But ounce you how much it, Heats up the crowd, Yo beats but won't touch it As long as I'm the D-M-X The rhymes are D-O-B-E cold D-A-M-E-G-E-N- E-M-C-E-E I K-I-L-L the K-I-L-L to W-O-R-K U-N-T-I-L I hit the fest and up the best of them all S-P-E-L-L-I-N-G until they fall Dropping like an F-L-Y the T-R-Y to get built The D-M-X will always die Another body in the M-O-R-G-U-E You will be trying to battle and can't emcee S-P-E-L-L-B-O-U-N-D this the S-T-Y-L-E I like the to U-S-E When I am rhyming I R-I-P-P-I-N-G Get picked on timing I'm in my P-R-I-M-E The D-M-X E-L-I-M-I-N-A-T-S C-O-M-P-E-T-I-T-I-O-N and the rest My hoe in K-R-E-S the dub B-R-O-N-X Mahnhattan, Brooklyn or G-U-E-E-N-S S ment I ment for O-M And I'm gone have to show them But if they R-P-I-T-E or S I do not they them How can I S-P-E-L-L W-E-L-L Raising some H-E-L-L Weighting to be L-L Staying after T-O-P I'm R-U-G-G-E-D And if you went to Do B-E-T-T-L-E then see me But you will L-O-S-E-H-E-I-N-S-T Me the D-M-X cause I'm the D-O-P-E-S-T I'll always be a A-T- and A E-M-C-E-E There hasn't been a part to S-T-E-P -T-O- M-E S-T-Y-L-E that is W-I-L-D It's Spellbound Thats a N-A-M-E Pumpin' lyrics that are based on my ability to spell that I just f** it up it ain't hard to tell Yeah. Keep that goin' babe. Cause I'm 'gon show 'em somthin' real on the spellbound tip. Imma show 'em somthin', You know what I'm sayin'? Imma show 'em some real sh**, right here. Uh, check it out yall, check it, check it, check it out yall. Now tell me if you catch what I'm sayin, baby. I'm on some sh** like, umm... I am T-H-E- O-R-I-G-I-N-A-L- A-U-T-H-O-R- O-F- S-P-E-L-L-P-O-U-N-D cause X M-A-R-X- T-H-E- S-P-O-T Now, D-I-D-N-Apostrophe-T- U- T-R-Y T-O- B-I-T-E And R-H-Y-M-E U-S-I-N-G an S-T-Y-L-E that was made by me? O-F- CO-U-R-S-E Y-O-U- D-I-D so D-O-N-T L-I-E B-E-C-A-U-S-E Y-O-U-R-E C-A-U-G-H-T All you T-T-H-E-R-E hatin' D S-T-R-A-I-G-H-T U-P B-U-S-T-E-D- C-H-U-M-P- N-O-W- W-H-A-T. Now what the f** I spelled was... "Didn't you try to bite the rhyme, using the style that was made by me? Of course you did, So don't lie, because you could out there and straight bust it chump. Now what?" You know what I'm sayin. Now thats what mutherf**ers that have to rewind on they tapedeck. Yah mean. Catch it if you can baby. Spellbound.