Album:
And Then There Was X
Song:
What's My Name

This is the fuckin shit I be talkin about
Half rappin' ass mothafuckers
You think it's a game?
You think it's a fuckin GAME?
Come on, uh, uh, uh Come on, uh, uh…
What'cha really want
What'cha really want, what D-M-X, uh, uh…
Come on, Ryde or die Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
What's my name?
DMX and I be the best
You see the rest they lookin like they need a rest
One more time, I'mma spit at you some shit
That's gon get at you be fuckin with your mind, stop talkin shit
Cuz you out there runnin' your mouth
And really don't know who you fuckin with Here we go again
How many times do I have to tell you rap niggas?
I have no friends you still actin up Runnin around here like some brand new pussy that's about to get fucked
The game don't stop, I'm still gettin down for whatever
Whenever that's why my shit is hot, can't keep it real Now, some of us do but most of us don't that's just how a nigga feel I shed blood, for my people that'll keep you lookin see-through Whenever you try to creep through

[CHORUS] x2
D-M-X

If you want it we got it Come and get it nigga we wit it All you gotta do is set it baby Ryde or die What'cha niggas want, uh, uh What'cha niggas want You still playin games You gon think it's a joke until they no longer remember your name That's how we do ‘em Make cowards disappear into thin air by puttin shit through em Never comin' back Last time you saw that nigga is the last time you'll see that nigga (alright) No more deaths Cuz in a minute you gonna have grandma bein the only family member left Bust my gun If I gots to kill a nigga but I'm always down for the one on one Dog for life We gon get to the bottom of this shit if it takes all night Stop drop Open up shop (what?) Fake up-north niggas screamin' for the cops Ryde or die What that mean is that a tell a nigga bye-bye and pop him in his right eye [CHORUS] x2 Look at all these off brand niggas Runnin' around yappin' about they be holdin figgas as big as Jigga's That's that bullshit Hope they know that around me talkin' about what you got will get you hit I'm not a nice person I mean I'd smack the shit out you twice dog and that's before I start cursin' I stay flippin' One minute I'm cool, the next minute I'm up on a nigga, rippin' That's my style I'm a cruddy nigga leave you all bloody nigga service with a smile Suck my dick And while you niggas that's been to jail before know it's about to get thick Let's get it on baby I'm gonna be goin' against 4 niggas in one and you think you crazy? I've lost my mind And I'm about to make you lose yours too from far away one time

[CHORUS] x4
D-M-X!

[CHORUS]
D-M-X!

Ruff Ryder's Anthem

Stop, drop, shut 'em down open up shop
Oh, no
That's how
Ruff Ryders roll
Niggaz wanna try, niggaz wanna lie
Then niggaz wonder why, niggaz wanna die
All I know is pain
All I feel is rain
How can I maintain, with madd shit on my brain I resort to violence, my niggaz move in silence
Like you don't know what are style is New York niggaz the wildest
My niggaz is wit' it
You want it? come and get it
Took it then we split it
You fuckin' right we did it
What the fuck you gonna do, when we run up on you fuckin' wit' the wrong crew, don't know what we goin' thru I'ma have ta show niggaz how easily we blow niggaz
When you find out there's somemore niggas, that's runnin with your niggaz
Nothin' we can't handle, break it up and dismantle, light it up like a candle just cause I can't stand you
Put my shit on tapes, like you bussin' grapes
Think you holdin weight?
Then you haven't met the
Apes Is ya'll niggaz crazy? I'll buss you and be swazy
Stop actin' like a baby, mind your business lady
Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you you know I'm tryin' ta get rid of you
Ya I know it's pitiful
That's how niggaz get down Watch why niggaz spit round
Make ya'll niggaz kiss ground, just for talkin' shit clown
Oh you think it's funny then you don't know me money It's about to get ugly, fuck it dog I'm hungry I guess you know what that mean, come up off that green
Five niggaz or a fiend, don't make it a murder scene
Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone let a dog roam and he'll find his way home Home of the brave, my home is a cage and yo I'ma slave til' my home is a grave I'ma pull paper, it's all about the papers Bitches talkin' paper then how they wanna rape us Look what you dun started,
Asked for it, you got it had it, should have shot it Now your dearly departed
Get at me dog, did I rip shit with this one here I flip shit
Niggaz know when I kick shit It's gonna be some slick shit
What was that look for, when I walked in the door
Oh you thought you was raw, boom not anymore
Cause now you on the floor, wishin you never saw me walk through that door, with that 4 4
Now it's time for bed
Two more to the head, got the floor red Yea that nigga's dead
Another unsolved mystery, It's goin' down in history
Niggaz ain't never did shit to me
Bitch ass niggaz can't get to me
Gots to make the move, got a point to prove
Got a make'em grove, got'em all like ooh So to the next time, you hear this nigga ryhme
Try to keep your mind, on gettin pussy and crime