Bring Your Whole Crew DMX

[Intro]
Uh
Ahhh
Come on
Uh, uh-huh
But they don't hear me though (Uh)
But they don't hear me though (Uh)
But they don't, they don't, they don't, they don't—

[Verse 1: DMX]
I got blood on my hands and there's no remorse
I got blood on my dick 'cause I fucked a corpse (Come on)
I'm a nasty nigga, when you pass me nigga look me in my eyes (What?)
Tell me to my fuckin' face that you ready to die (Come on)
You be a dead motherfucker, red motherfucker (Uh)
Don't be stupid, you heard what I said motherfucker (Uh)
Who shot you? Aw nigga, like you don't know (Woo)
Stickin' you for yo' dough while I'm fuckin yo' broke ho (What?)
Yo, don't you get the picture? Niggas can't touch me (Uh)
'Cause I don't 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 niggas behind me to start a war (Come on)
So what you want nigga? Help, 'cause you's about to rest (Uh)
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 (Yeah)
'Cause in the dark, you ain't nothin' but a lil' nigga (What?)
And if you'd been thinkin' about that shit you did
You wouldn't have brought the joint, wit' you kid (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Now I'ma have to get you kid, and split your wig, wit' the machete (What?)
I bring beef to niggas, and string 'em out, like spaghetti (Come on)
You ain't ready, nor can you stand how I'm bringin' it (Uh)
How I'm givin' it is how I'm livin' it, so I'm swingin' it (Uh)
Red dot on your head, 'cause you's in mid range
Red dot on your chest, opens up your rib cage, nigga