We're Back

This is what you're tellin me, okay It all comes down to this huh? Okay This is what you fuckin tellin me? That this is it? Okay (GRRRRRRRRRR) How many slugs should I plug into yo' chest before it's get filled Since you ain't got nuttin else to do but get killed Been a fiend every since I found out how a slaughter taste Empty a clip of hollow tips into yo' daughter's face Cause that's just the type of shit that I'm on Collect my dough, make the fuckin hit and I'm gone I ain't never gots to worry about the aim Infrared, to your head, will make sure, I hit him in the brain BLAOW! One mo' time for good luck - for what?! He was already dead, what the fuck?! I be, breakin my shit up OFF in a nigga When I don't see, nuttin but SOFT in a nigga Fuckin coward, I wonder how it - feels To have to look at your moms - squeal, after I hit her with the steel Ill, that's how a nigga blows shit up Believe whoever I hit up, will never get up Tell me, how it's goin down nigga If I'm bein a fuckin clown nigga (yeah) Take a couple of rounds nigga, I keep a toast real close In case I gotta turn the rest of yo' peeps into ghosts Fuck it I'm ready for combat, with a gat that'll make any nigga, become a meal for the fuckin rats There won't be nuttin left of money but a soupbone Big Motherfuckin DMX from the group home [Chorus: DMX] Niggaz don't mean what they say when they talk Niggaz lean a certain kind of way when they walk Niggaz don't mean what they say when they talk Niggaz lean a certain kind of way when they walk [Eve] Since the first day in it, I made a promise to myself I was gon