We're Back

[Intro: DMX] Ruff Ryders (They're back) This is what you're tellin me, okay It all comes down to this huh? Okay This is what you fuckin' tellin me? That this is it? Okay (Grrrrrrrrrr) [Verse 1: DMX] How many slugs should I plug into yo' chest before it's get filled Since you ain't got nuttin' else to do but get killed Been a fiend every since I found out how a slaughter taste Empty a clip of hollow tips into yo' daughter's face Cause that's just the type of shit that I'm on Collect my dough, make the fuckin' hit and I'm gone I ain't never gots to worry about the aim Infrared, to your head, will make sure, I hit him in the brain BLAOW! One mo' time for good luck - for what?! He was already dead, what the fuck?! I be, breakin' my shit up off in a nigga When I don't see, nuttin' but soft in a nigga Fuckin' coward, I wonder how it - feels To have to look at your moms - squeal, after I hit her with the steel Ill, that's how a nigga blows shit up Believe whoever I hit up, will never get up Tell me, how it's goin down nigga If I'm bein a fuckin' clown nigga (Yeah) Take a couple of rounds nigga, I keep a toast real close In case I gotta turn the rest of yo' peeps into ghosts Fuck it I'm ready for combat, with a gat That'll make any nigga, become a meal for the fuckin' rats There won't be nuttin' left of money but a soupbone Big Motherfuckin' DMX from the group home [Hook: DMX] X2 Niggas don't mean what they say when they talk Niggas lean a certain kind of way when they walk [Verse 2: Eve] Since the first day in it, I made a promise to myself I was gonna make it happen, that's the way I felt You know Philly never scared, play the cards we dealt Doin it my way, you bitches strugglin for help I hear your rumors and your so-called beefs But it's a different story any time we meet in the streets I'm fully in it bitch, your shit is juvenile to me We can squash it, go 'head let you warm up the crowd for me I hate to even be like this, y'all bring it out To tell the truth it excites me, I scream it out Sick wid'dit, ain't a bitch that can get wid'dit Admit it, I'm that bitch you can't live wid'dit And I'mma keep it comin' long as I'm here Pitbull, back at'cha neck, I'm hearin' them cheer E-V-E is what they need in they life, I'm bout mine Now I'm done wit'chu, fuck out my face, wastin' my time [Hook: Eve] X2 Bitches don't mean what they say when they talk Bitches lean a certain kind of way when they walk [Verse 3: Jadakiss] Nahh! Uh, yeah, aiyyo I got a wet haze, coke, and a p-blow block But y'all still missin' the point like a free throw shot Get it? This ain't some'n you learn, this is some'n you earn Turn it up and give me some'n to burn That boy 'Kiss is a hell of a man Treat your life like a cell phone, so try to get a helluva plan Cause most dudes left the hood broke A couple knew what they was doin, so they came back like good coke Down South they'll tell you 'Kiss is good folk (That's right) Up North I hit my niggas off with good smoke Out West they ridin' with me, now I'm back hard I'm just worried bout the rats that's in my back yard Hated by many, confronted by none I trust two guys, one's God, and one is my gun Jada is the nice guy, 'Kiss is the monster D-Block and Double R is my sponsor [Hook: Jadakiss] X2 Cowards don't mean what they say when they talk Cowards lean a certain kind of way when they walk Fuckin' cowards! [Outro: DMX] Niggas can't be fuckin' serious, y'all niggas pussy Niggas pussy - y'all don't like it? BRING IT, BITCH! Just a lil' some'n man, to let y'all know To niggas know man, matter of fact Matter of fact y'all niggas, excuse my back man! Straight up y'all niggas, pardon my back! I ain't got no rap for no sucka-ass niggas! Five time motherfuckin' champ! Five times! BITCH! Touch that! Then holla back! Motherfucker! A nigga done had this rap shit I'm out..