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DMX

Earl Simmons (born December 18, 1970), better known by his stage names DMX and Dark Man X, is an American rapper and actor. In 1999, DMX released his best-selling album ...And Then There Was X, which featured the hit single "Party Up (Up in Here)". He has acted in films such as Belly, Romeo Must Die, Exit Wounds, Cradle 2 The Grave, and Last Hour. In 2006, he starred in the reality television series DMX: Soul of a Man, which was primarily aired on the BET cable television network. In 2003, DMX published a book of his memoirs entitled, E.A.R.L.: The Autobiography of DMX. DMX released a mixtape The Weigh In as a prelude/promotion towards his album Undisputed (2012). DMX has sold over 30 million records worldwide, making him one of the best-selling hip… more »

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1999

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[Styles P] 
Holiday Styles 
Bitch, I get you shot in the head or shot in the neck 
if I ain't gettin proper respect 
I don't care if you rap, I still spit in your grill 
I don't give a f*ck, never have, never will 
If it ain't on your hip, then you're lookin to die 
I ain't tryin to be the nigga that's gonna look at the sky 
Ask God why I'm broke, bitch, I'm cooking the pie 
We all gon' die, sooner or later, matter of time 
My niggaz sell crack, with a package of dimes 
Hundred or more, in front of the store, waitin to bubble 
Brand new nine, and an eight in a bubble 
I put sixteen above ya neck, I love my set 
Niggaz think they a thug, then thug to death (uh-huh) 
Cause the P gonna squeeze 'til no slugs is left (what) 
You know I'm good with a hundred of 'dro, gun and an O 
You think your shit butter? Hop in front of this toast 
[Sheik] 
Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo 
I say what I want, f*ck what y'all think is cool 
And I hate cops, cause most y'all was dicks in school 
No pussy gettin niggaz tryin to cuff the God 
Play Sheik out in the yard, but that shit too hard 
My dough too long, nowadays, my flow too strong 
What y'all make in a year, I kick that for a song 
Check my car, I don't care, I don't play fair 
Keep some shit in the stash box, then get me the chair 
And it don't buck shot and the blast is hard to hear 
I'm a true thug nigga, bring it straight to your crew 
Small yell when I rap, I'm basically talkin to you 
You see the pain in my eye? Nigga, the flame in my eye? 
I'm tryin to leave my kids some real fuckin change when I die 
from rappin or tellin some cat to reach for the sky 
I'm that hunt down nigga, with the four pound nigga 
Bounty hunt your whole crew til my bullets go through, WHAT? 

[Jadakiss] 
Yo, yo, yo, yo 
All I need is a big gun and a Coupe that's crazy quick 
A nice house with five rooms, maybe six 
A town where money is coming, eighty bricks 
Break 'em down to all twenties, is a crazy flip 
Bet you never even felt the heat 
til I put the M1 next to your waves and melt the grease 
Streets help niggaz; niggaz don't help the streets 
y'all use beats for help; we help the beats 
Who want it with me? Who want it with Sheek? Who want it with P? 
If I say so myself, it's a wonderful three 
Be in the hood with all your jewels in the glovebox 
Same niggas that-a rob you love L.O.X. (uh) 
All types of burners, even snub glocks (uh) 
Nice size tecs you could carry in your sweats (uh) 
Find your man dead in the trunk of a car (uh) 
It's Jada (mwwaa) responsible for breakin your heart (uh) 
Uh 

[Drag-On] 
Creep through the streets 
For some of y'all rappers, that's mighty hard 
Me the Security? Protectin my body? I let my shotty guard 
Put chill pills in brains, bullets like Tylenol 
Make niggaz drowsy from the blood loss, got em noddin off 
And take casket naps, f*ck that 
You shoulda never let this bastard rap 
All I know is cold winter, hot slugs through your snorkel 
No parents, tale from my horror's no morals 
Raised in the wrong era, with no guidance 
So you dyin? It's no problem, no lyin 
Drag's fire; so ya hamburger beef? I french-fry 'em 
Drag done ate your food 
Like I know to raise your dukes so guard your chin up 
Drag barrels, but shit, I spit-bubble your skin up 
Drag scorch niggaz for dinner but season 'em well 
I don't brag I let the streets tell 
Po'-po' now you see he fell 

[DMX (overlapping last line)]
Uh, uh, now you motherfuckers 
know what my name means when you hear it in the streets (uh) 
y'all bitches fear it cause you weak 
You want to hear it? I make it speak (WHAT?) 
You ain't ever bust a gun, but there's a lot of greasy talkin (uh-huh) 
What the science behind that son? (I don't know) 
A lot of easy walkin 
I bust shit down (uh) got down (uh) kick down (uh) shot down (uh) 
Ain't tryin to talk about what I got now, but I got now (WHAT?) 
I ain't never sold a brick, I done stuck niggaz up (c'mon) 
And for talkin too much shit? I done fucked niggaz up (uh) 
It can get "Dark" for real, and I think you already know that (uh-huh) 
Well think about it with the brick in your hand before you throw that 
Now don't act, cause actin might get you rollin 
with what you ain't ready to handle (UHH) 
All that's left of your memory, is a candle (WOO!) 
It happens quick fast nigga, to bitch ass niggaz 
Talkin reckless behind your back, them kiss ass niggaz (uh) 
From the rap shit to the street shit, I keep shit tight 
Let them cats spit that weak shit (What!) 
I'm DOG FOR LIFE! NIGGA! 

[Styles] [Sheek]
They gon' need extra guns and extra blocks 
(They want to Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde) 
They gon' need extra jails and extra cops 
(They want to Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde) 
They gon' need extra pits and extra glocks 
(They want to Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde) 
They gon' need extra chains and extra watches 
(They want to Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde) 

They gon' need extra guns and extra blocks 
(They want to Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde) 
They gon' need extra jails and extra cops 
(They want to Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde) 
They gon' need extra pits and extra glocks 
(They want to Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde) 
They gon' need extra chains and extra watches 
(They want to Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde, Ruff Ryde

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