[sheek]
soon as i cop the nine, i pop the nine
when i take it out the box, i represent lox
now when i flow, you hit the rewind button
so i charge out more, want it all at the door
fuck heat, sheek walk around with an oven
who you gonna kill with that little foreman grill?
how its gon’ look when i come through your block?
sheek, funk doc, meth on top
porsche, 300 horse fly by, back open pumpin how high (how high)
yeah, can y’all see that (see that)
bitch you can call me what you want, ‘cuz i’ll be dat (be dat)
get off my dick, i don’t care about no jewels
long as the condo’s paid and the truck i choose
i’m tellin y’all niggas, if its not double r
i’ma spell my name out on the side of your car

[chorus:]

come and ruff ryde with us
if you wanna get high with us
if you wanna get down with us
come on nooooowwwww
come and ruff ryde with us
if you wanna get high with us
if you wanna get down with us
come on nooooowwwww

[redman]
i got a twin cam exhaust connected to the jaw
a five speed clutch on my paw when i ride
i glow like the pegs in lite-brite
3000 bolts of lightening when fly the right kite
me and meth be hennesey, two ice cubes
we can draw (choose your weapons) or do i choose?
when i choose the grip, one shot lose your hip
i hope your shoes fit for this move and pick
my avalanche it came with, ten feet of snow
i’m cold blooded, my fam half eskimo
my flows move like endo
turn ten nickels into ten loads, outta ten stoves
ride the crash course, do the math on it
swizz beats you can ride amtrak on it
but i’m on it, grillin with george foreman
ya peeps is at the grammy awards cornin
the ice, the fat wallet son, i won it
in the helicopter, warmin before morning
def jam nigga, redman nigga, doc
fuck ya momma on my sweat band nigga
you tough guys will get smacked in the club
with the gun i bought from mack in the club
its p-p-p from bricks to brook-nam (come on)
bring me some more ass to whoop on

[chorus]

[method man]
look what the cat dragged in
underground dweller from the cellar bring terror
scoop of high yellow cinderella, meth forever
never rush a rhyme, hook could never bust my nine
but if i have to, i have to, its all in the mind
i stay ahead of time while y’all fallin behind
tryin to relight ya lime, its a crime when i drop ??? design
that tick it, tick boom, blow your mind
yeah me, m-e-t, h, the o, the d
can’t be done like tryin to find a penny in the sea
nigga run for cover son go and get them guns
y’all ain’t from here, don’t try to come around and gettin ones
swizz beat the track in the head, but i instead
pull my ?dart gun? and bust sixteen until its dead
i’m the game, all of my dogs be off the chain
yellin wu-tang, wu-tang

[chorus]

[puff daddy]
i want you to ask yourself one question
if you had twenty four hours to live, what would you do?
that’s some deep shit right there, a lot of pressure
how would you handle it?
mase, what would you do?

[mase]
yo, i’d turn out all the hoes that’s heterosexual
smack conceited niggas right off the pedestal
i’d even look for my dad that i never knew
and show him how i look in my beretta, too
i’d do good shit like take kids from the ghetto
show them what they could have if they never settle
take every white kid from high class level
show ‘em what christmas like growin’ up in the ghetto
teach niggas how to spend, stack the rest
give blunts to the niggas under massive stress
give every bum on the street cash to invest
and hope harlem will blow up be my last request

[jadakiss]
yo, yo if i had twenty four hours to kick the bucket, fuck it
i’d probably eat some fried chicken and drink a nantucket
then go get a jar from branson
and make sure i leave my mother the money to take care of grandson
load the three power, hop in the eddie bauer
and go give all six to that papi that sold me flour
get a fresh baldy, make a few calls
shop at the mall, shoot a lil’ ball
have all of my bitches on one telly at the same time
spread it out on different floors
and i’m gon’ play lotto, for what?
even though i ain’t gon’ be here tomorrow, so what

[black rob]
you know when i was close to the ledge
i’d probably be in the wedge
with this bare spanish mami playin’ ‘tween my legs
then i’m off to get choke and smoke one a them dreads
and get that bitch from ‘89 that gave us up to the feds
thought of momma, wrote her a note, we ain’t close
i hate her boyfriend so i put one in his throat
fuck around and sniff an ounce of raw, bust the four
fours, pull out my dick and take a piss on the floor
jump in the whip, git them cats i wanted to git
since the tavern on the green robbery in eighty-six
went home took a shower in nice cold water
and spent my last hours wit my son and my daughter

[1] - if you had twenty four hours to live just think
where would you go?
what would you do?
who would you screw?
and who would you wanna notify?
or would yo’ ass deny that yo’ ass about to die?

if you had twenty four hours to live just think
where would you go?
what would you do?
who would you screw?
and who would you wanna notify?
or would yo’ ass deny that yo’ ass about to die?

[sheek]
what hey yo, if i had twenty four nigga gotta get the raw
run all them papi’s spot, put one in his head at the door
for the times that i paid for twenty an he gave me twelve
the other eight had to be baking soda by itself
so papi fuck you, you dead now, i’m off to the bank
with those bricks in a bookbag and a stolen jag i just grabbed
went in there grabbed the bank teller wit the pretty face
fuck her in the safe, and have her take me to my place
we’ll make a kid but that’s selfish and that’ll be bad
for my son to have the same shit his pops just had
and when i’m down to twenty three, i’m a be strapped wit tnt
run up in city hall and take the judges wit me

[styles]
if i had twenty four hours to live, i’d probably die on the fifth
run in the station squeezin the inf’
i’ll be waitin’ to get to hell and bust down satan
styles’ on this shit and i got spot vacant
back to the twenty four i make it out the precinct
shootin niggas that i hate in they face while they eatin’
i’m on the job robbin’ every so-called don
give the money to my moms and tell her that i’m gone
i would school my little brother that niggas mean him harm
he should learn to tell the future without readin’ palms
when they come in with the bullets, you prepared with the bomb
so fuck bein’ violent get stocks and bonds

[dmx]
twenty four left until my death
so i’m gon’ waste alot of lives, but i’ll cherish every breath
i know exactly where i’m goin’, but i’mma send you there first
and with the shit that i’ll be doin’, i’mma send you there worse
i’ve been livin’ with a curse, and now it’s all about to end
but before i go, say hello to my little friend
but i gots to make it right, reconcile with my mother
try to explain to my son, tell my girl i love her
c-4 up under the coat, snatch up my dog
turn like three buildings on wall street, into a fog
out with a bang, you will remember my name
i wanted to live forever, but this wasn’t fame

[repeat 1 until fade]

4, 3, 2, 1

[redman] hahh [method] hah
[method] yeah [redman] yeahhh
[ll cool j] make it butter
[redman] i’m gonna bankhead bounce!
[ll cool j] no doubt
[redman] aiyyo watch yo mouth!

[redman] aiyyo, one two three four five six seven
blaze the hot
[ll cool j] trizack that sound like heaven
seven six five four three two one
my mon meth-tical come and get some

[method man]
playin my position, hot nixon
this one, for all the sick ones, confliction
posionous darts sickening, best believe
finger itchin with two broke legs, now i’m trippin
on mc’s cliche, shot that ricochets
start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
gotta love me, g-o-d no one above me
look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
from my punch, watch your son and you
got you shittin in your last huggie, runnin who?
fuckin punk, get a speed bump comin through
a single shot make your knees knock, respect wu

[redman]
aiyyo i put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga
turnin christian to a certified sinner
the bomb i release, time pent up (explodes)
while you got set up i was hittin your ex hoe
shit i kept low, petro’ your metro
politic, keep the chickenheads gobblin
shit i’m drivin in, come with funk halogen
terrorize your city, from the spliff committee
kick ass till both timberlands turn shitty
gritty, smack the driver’s head in the chin see
when i approach rappers be takin notes
i drop like i shoulda invented the raincoat
absolut, i love to burn to the roots
i keep comin til your pour sperm from your boots
vigilante hardcore to the penis
tell you fuck you my attitude is anemic

[canibus]
i’m the illest nigga alive, watch me prove it
i snatch your crown witcha head still attatched to it
canibus is the type who’ll fight for mics
beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead niggaz to life
when you look at me long enough, i start to read your thoughts
if the signal was strong enough, and then i’ll call your bluff
like, "yo, how many rhymes you got?" i think i’ll go on
for more milleniums than mazda’s got on the car lot
and there’s nowhere to run ta, when i confront ya
nigga, i call your bluff like you had a phone number
who wanna see canibus get wild, who wanna act fly and
get shot down with a surface-to-air missile
i take em on in all shapes sizes and forms and spit on
anybody who ain’t close enough to shit on
zero to sixty? i’m already doin a hundred
when i’m blunted and i give it to any nigga that want it

[dmx]
stay out the dark, cause if i catch you when the sun is down
run it clown, come up off that, or i’m gon’ gun it down
when in doubt, however skull goes, it’s gon’ be that
see that, that shit’ll finish you dawg, believe that
where we at, do your value your life, as much as your possesions?
don’t be a stupid nigga, learn a lesson
i’m gon’ get you either way, and it’s better to live
let me get what’s between your sock, cause it’s, better to give
than receive, believe what i say when i tell you
don’t make me put your somewhere where nobody’ll smell you
and when the lights is out, they don’t come back on
this ain’t a flick you ain’t gon’ come back on, you ain’t that strong
you knew it was wrong, but you asked for it baby
you’se a pink nigga, ski mask for it baby
so i can hit you up on front teeth, you think i’m sweet?
want heat? one deep, leave him behind, front seat

[redman] aiyyo, one [meth] two [red] three [meth] four
[red] five [meth] six [red] seven
blaze the hot trizack
[method] shine like heaven
seven [red] six [meth] five [red] four
[meth] three [red] two [meth] one
[redman] come on mr. smith, come get some!

[ll cool j]
when young sons fantasize of borrowing flows
tell little shorty with the big mouth the bank is closed (yeah, word up)
the symbol on my arm is off limits to challengers
you hold the rusty swords i swing the excalibur
how dare you step up in my dimension
your little ass should be somewher cryin on detention
watch your mouth better yet hold your tongue
i’ma do this shit for free this time this one’s for fun
blow you to pieces, leave you covered in feces
with one thesis ("ll cool j is hard")
every little boy wanna pick up the mic
and try to run with the big boys and live up to the real hype
but that’s like pickin up a ball, playin with mike
swingin at ken griffey or challengin roy to a fight
snappin, you ameteur mc’s
don’t you know i’m like the dream team tourin overseas
for rappers in my circle i’m a deadly disease
ringmaster, bringin a tiger cub to his knees (uhh)
in the history of rap they’ve never seen such prominence
your naive confidence gets crushed by my dominance (word up)
now let’s get back to this mic on my arm
if it ever left my side it’d transform into a time bomb
you don’t wanna borrow that, you wanna idolize
and you don’t wanna make me mad nigga you wanna socalize
and i’m daring every mc in the game
to play yourself out position, and mention my name
i make a rhyme for every syllable in your name
go platinum for every time your grimy ass was on the train
watch your mouth don’t ever step out of line
ll cool j nigga, greatest of all time

feat. magic, val)

[dmx]

uh……this should go out to my dawg kato….rest in piece baby….he’s the kingpin

[chorus dmx]

dawgs that i called my friends
praying for all my friends
things i do for my friends
we miss you, a’yo kato!

[verse 1]

started of two dawgs wit the same goals
nuttin but two dawgs walkin the same road
two different cultures, but had the same heart
enjoyed seein the light, but lived in the dark
5th album bumped heads in the park alot
was a quiet brother, didnt like to bark alot
came correct, when he came, he gained respect
so i gave respect, we shared the same respect
two names in wreck now on the circles
two brothers with good heart, but if you start, two brothers that will hurt you
you know how that dirt do, hittin four corners
earh! earh! earh! earh!, right back upon us
god tried to warn us but sometimes we dont see
when i first heard im like "this cant be, yall niggaz is buggin
got the wrong information or sumthin, please tell me that these niggaz is frontin
god no!"

[chorus dmx (magic)]

dawgs that i called my friends
praying for all my friends
things i do for my friends
we miss you,(we miss) kato! (you) kato! (kato)
dawgs that i called my friends
(we miss) praying (you) for (kato) all my friends
we miss you,(we miss) kato! (you) kato! (kato)

[verse 2]

hey, yo k, let me kick it wit you for a minute
there was things left unsaid dawg we wasnt finished
never got to say thank you for bein a friend
dawgs! for life! and you, will roll to the end
held dawg down didnt let a day go by
everytime dawg came to the shy (what!)
i was good, trips out to phoenix with the scrambling squad
if i come back to phoenix im like, damn its hard
to accept the fact (uh), that you wont be comin back (uh)
but i hope your comin back (uh), cause i wont accept the fact (uuhh!)
when you came to new york, you had to come to the crib
and vise-versa (yeah!), thats just how we did
remote-contol cars (what!), we would race all day
it was adventure, we would chase all day (yeah!)
so im not gon say good-bye ma nigga (uh uh)
instead i would rather (rather) focus on the time we spent together
thats what matters (for real)

[chorus dmx (magic)]

dawgs that i called my friends
praying for all my friends
things i do for my friends
we miss you,(we miss) kato! (you) kato! (kato)
dawgs that i called my friends
(we miss) praying (you) for (kato) all my friends
we miss you,(we miss) kato! (you) kato! (kato)

[verse1]

i need you to save me a spot next to you and the lord (aight)
i dont know when im comin but keep checkin the door (aight)
but while im here, knock on wood
i’ll make sure your kids remember who they father was and val is good (aight!)
understood how real niggaz move, we dont talk (we dont talk)
but you gon’ always have family in new york, believe that (yeah)
from where you at you can see that
we dawgs for life and in death and i mean that, vato

[chorus dmx (magic)]

dawgs that i called my friends
praying for all my friends
things i do for my friends
we miss you,(we miss) kato! (you) kato! (kato)
dawgs that i called my friends
(we miss) praying (you) for (kato) all my friends
we miss you,(we miss) kato! (you) kato! (kato)

yo……..where the hood at is bangin right now man…..
that was your favourite joint baby (we miss you kato)
its goin just like we thought it would baby……
(we miss you kate) ye…….(we miss you kato)…….

[val]

i’ll always love you k

dmx: hitting the blunt,shorty: yo you let me hit that yo you let me hit that.
you what’s shorty here
yo man what with this money ready to get this money
dmx: you need to think about loyalty first the money will come keep real with
your niggas, shorty:
yo fuck that i’m ready to get this money do shit by myself if i got to
dmx: give me my mother fucking blunt back, you gotta lot to learn dog echo