Dmx - It's Dark And Hell Is Hot lyrics

Yo I'm sayin, these Ruff Ryder n***as. Dog I heard these n***as is for real Dog. That's my man and them But I heard these n***as is like suppose to be lockin down the industry on some sh**, on some power sh**. Dog that's my mans and them Eh So what I'm doin' Right, right My mans and them is doin, because Right. That's my mans and them, ya know I feel ya Now ya feel me? I feel ya So you know when you f**in with me Right, right You f**in wit Oh oh, what are ya doin now? Told y'all n***az Ya just don't listen Why must you be hard headed Tried to explain, but ya didn't hear me though Ya know, grrrrrr Uh One two one two, come through run through Gun who, oh you don't know what the gun do Some do, those that know are real quiet Let me think you wanna try it, f** around and start a riot n***as gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the hardest rap artist and I'ma start this sh** up foreal, get up and feel, my words I make herbs split up and squeal Ill is all I've been hearin lately n***az hate me, wanna duck tape me and make me put their brains on the wall, when I brawl Too late for that 911 call n***az stay beefin but a lot of them bluffin But not me because I'ma n***a that can get out of them cuffs You think a lot of them tough Not just for frotin When I hit them n***az like 'What you want?' the battle turns into a hunt With the dog right behind n***az chasin em down We all knew that you was p**y but I'm tastin it now And never give a dog blood because raw blood I have a dog like one bitin whatever All up in ya gut Give it to them raw like that and ain't no love I do em all like that Four right up in they back Clak Clak Close your eyes baby, it's over Forget it, happened in front off your buildin but nobody knows who did it What Where my dogs at? What what Where my dogs at? Uh Where my dogs at? What what Where my dogs at? Uh Where my dogs at? What what Where my dogs at? Uh Where my dogs at? What what n***as is p**y Keep me runnin from the werewolf, owww Howling at the moon on the roof Eh, ah, no, get em Ten n***as on him, hope God's with him Give me the bat, let me split him I'll have em where the pillow and the casket won't fit him Only reason I did him, he wouldn't fight back Trieed to strike back Left him like that, layin up with the white hat Gettin right back at ya when I snatch ya up out the grave, nuthin but bones and ashes Hittin n***az with gashes to the head Straight to the white meat but the street stay red But this girl gave me head for free Cause they see, who I'ma be by like 2003 That n***a D took it there He thought it was a joke He went through like 20 G's and thought that I was broke, stupid That's what you get for thinkin and eventually found that's what you get for stinkin Blowin up the spot when you rot plus if it gets hot they know you dipped for four squared blocks Hit em with the ox to the grill Eh, ah, k** n***a k** Yet still they don't know I'ma rob who That dog DMX is a muthaf**in problem Aight