[Audience Clapping and Cheering]
[Chef]
Thank you, thank you!
Back together at last
DMX, Ozzy Osbourne, Ol' Dirty Bastard and Crystal Method
[ODB]
Fuck that shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm a give a shout out to my nigga
I ain't givin' a shout out to no-fuckin'-body, fuck that
Big Baby Jesus in the motherfucking house
Know what I'm sayin'?
[DMX]
Unh, fuck it
Unh, come on!
Unh, Unh
I don't walk, I stalk, livin' foul like pork
Shuttin' down underground streets of New York
Hawk is what them niggas call me, 'cause they all be
Suckin' my dick and on my motherfucking balls, G
I know the half, so I laugh wit' 'em
Blood bath when I let the fuckin' wrath hit 'em
Full clip, but only half did 'em
That's all it took, another crook
Taken out over a dirty look
I bag niggas, but niggas with trash shot dead
You're only takin' a fuckin' thing from me but hot lead
You know my style, faggot, cause I'm always schemin'
In jail, niggas holdin' a sink, screamin'
"Police," but you got no peace
Yo, was that you big man, and a lot mo' grease
All I gets is pounds, niggas want none of this
Back streets are like track meets 'cause I be runnin' this
[Chef]
Thank you, thank you!
Back together at last
DMX, Ozzy Osbourne, Ol' Dirty Bastard and Crystal Method
[ODB]
Fuck that shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm a give a shout out to my nigga
I ain't givin' a shout out to no-fuckin'-body, fuck that
Big Baby Jesus in the motherfucking house
Know what I'm sayin'?
[DMX]
Unh, fuck it
Unh, come on!
Unh, Unh
I don't walk, I stalk, livin' foul like pork
Shuttin' down underground streets of New York
Hawk is what them niggas call me, 'cause they all be
Suckin' my dick and on my motherfucking balls, G
I know the half, so I laugh wit' 'em
Blood bath when I let the fuckin' wrath hit 'em
Full clip, but only half did 'em
That's all it took, another crook
Taken out over a dirty look
I bag niggas, but niggas with trash shot dead
You're only takin' a fuckin' thing from me but hot lead
You know my style, faggot, cause I'm always schemin'
In jail, niggas holdin' a sink, screamin'
"Police," but you got no peace
Yo, was that you big man, and a lot mo' grease
All I gets is pounds, niggas want none of this
Back streets are like track meets 'cause I be runnin' this
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