I got blood on my hands and theres no remorse
I got blood on my dick cuz I fucked a corpse
I'm a nasty nigga, when you pass me nigga look me in my eye
Tell me to my fuckin face that you ready to die
You be a dead motherfucker, Red mothafucka
Don't get stupid you heard what I said mothafucka
Who shot you? aw nigga like you dont know
Sticking you for yo paper while Im fuckin ya broke hoe
Yo! You get the picture? Niggas cant touch me
Cuz I dont give a fuck G, I'll get you touched B
I got joints that with one slug could take apart a door
And enough crazy ass niggas behind me to start a war
So, what you want nigga? Help? cause you's about to Rest
When I'm fed Red Cross couldn't clean up the mess
And a vest will do nothin but make you look a little thicker
Cuz in the dark you aint nun but a lil nigga
If you be thinkin bout that shit you did
You wouldnt brought the joint with you kid
Now I'ma have to get you kid
And split your wig
with a machete
Bring beef to niggas, string em out like spaghetti
You ain't ready nor can you stand how I'm bringing it
I'm givin it how I'm livin so I'm swinging it
Red dot on your head, cause you in mid-range
Red dot on your chest, open up your rib cage
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through
RIP DMX December 18, 1970 – April 9, 2021