Flesh of My Flesh Blood of My Blood Flesh of My Flesh Blood of My Bloooood!!!!!! Flesh of My Flesh Blood of My Blood All my niggas get down like what? Flesh of My Flesh Blood of My Blood All my niggas get down like what? DMX: My dogs is dogs with official blood line I say stop being greedy get a plate if you want mine Why them niggas always force you to take it back to the streets? Can I atleast go one year with out spittin the heat? Motherfuckers think it's sweet until you get your chest messed up Two days later he's dressed up, let him rest up He ain't going no where, no time soon Remember high noon? The last thing he heard was boom! Can I get some room or do I have to make me a path?! Break you in half make, fake niggas make me laugh! Ya'll niggas is funny, still talking about money And they ain't got none Get the shotgun cuz you hungry It's about to get ugly when the lights is out One, two, three hold, thats three strikes you out! His knife was out, I think they found it, still in his head He in a bag, and I'm over here, killing his man! Chorus: X4 Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood All my niggas get down like what? DMX: I no longer see the shadow that once kept me strong And I'm starting to get that same feeling that once kept me wrong Can't afford to trust niggas, cuz niggas, lust figgas Plus niggas, scared to bust niggas What's niggas, doing with the heat? And they ain't killing nothing but time Fucking with the streets and you ain't feeling nothing but mine Tired of hearing niggas rhyming, and don't say shit! Fuck is on them niggas minds? Why don't they quit?! Sucking my dick, looking for something new Let your man hold something with your hold something crew You know how niggas do, we don't forget shit If you was there when it was thin Then you were there when it was thick! No hitch hikers, fuck that, the ryde was ruff! And every nigga that was with us, the die was ruff! Alotta niggas that were with us, ain't cried enough! So now you niggas come and get us, we fires em up! Chorus: X4 DMX: Motherfuckers, thought that the x was stop But I got niggas like, yo who's the next to drop? From his camp, if the stamped ran camp is official Think when you die, then how many is gonna miss you Lean over in your casket and kiss you Send you on your way with a blessing And pray was good enough to learn a lesson Smith and Wesson ended money's life Now money's wife is a widdow (gave it two full blasts?) Nah dog, just a little Besides rap, I don't talk but make plenty of moves I'll murder and tell you fools Before your men and them choose Either win or you lose And not, let all you win Even if it means I gotta shed, blood again Keep the bank account, doublin But don't hate me Really thought that what you said would either make me or break me Know it and don't take me Knowing it right! Matter of fact, I think I dropped another, soul tonight! Chorus: X4
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