Here we go again

[DMX]
Yeah, yo Kiss

[Jada]
What up dog?

[DMX]
These niggas running around here like they controlling this shit

[Jada]
No doubt

[DMX]
Let's show these niggas how to take hold of this shit

[Jada]
That's what I'm talking about baby

[DMX]
For real baby

[Jada]
Let's get it on

[DMX]
I only gave you the crown so I could shoot it off your fucking head
Why y'all niggas fucking dead, you heard what the fuck I said
I talk shit cause I walk shit, start shit, New York shit
The hawk shit, spark shit, the dark shit
And it been that way, fuck how a nigga live it's gon' end that way
Niggas is part of a game that I don't play
Never catch dog carrying what I don't weigh
That's three 45s, one 38, 173 pounds straight out the gate
I don't hate, got no beef but knock a nigga off quick
And I'm mad like a bitch and a nigga with a soft dick
Get off this, fucking with X, but on some other shit
Why the fuck you fucking with X? You must be fucking with X
Go catch a chicken, fucking with me you goin' catch a whipping

[Chorus: Jadakiss and DMX]
here we go again [Repeat: x8]

[Jadakiss]
Look don't try to apologize on your two way
Sympathy don't amuse me, go get your uzi
And let's make a real movie
Play bad guy and good guy til the hood die
Toast why y'all cowards
Now I know the reason why Pac ain't really like most why y'all cowards
I'ma show you how to swing the chrome for real
Dog this year we goin' bring it home for real
What you want to bet the llama'll squash you
I been had a white fan base before the signing of Marshall
Boy Kiss is thorough, hit your girl
Put it all up her stomach til she earl
Why y'all niggas ain't nice ya lucky
So fuck it I'ma sell dope long as the price is lovely
And it ain't only the voice it's the bars of death
DMX and Jadakiss nigga guard ya chest

[Chorus]

[DMX]
When is they getting off our dicks, them niggas is clowns
How many dogs you let go up, still getting down
Like 'face said, last of a dying breed
For stomach and I feed still trying to eat
Lead by greed that's when you fuck up
Why y'all niggas gonna know when we hungry, you get stuck up
(What what?)
What's up? Fuck a nigga yelling
Why-O motherfucker for real, yo Kiss tell 'em

[Jadakiss]
Sheet could kill, stomp niggas out boot the grill
I'll give you a reason why I'm the truth for real
Niggas can't fuck with Kiss, I mean that
Had to stop eating red meat cause I ate too many Beanie-Macs
I'm not one of them niggas and since you so righteous
Don't make me send your ass to Ala quicker
Niggas gas you to force your hand
Realistically you just a worker and your boss is my man

[Chorus: x2]

Writer : PHILLIPS, JASON T/SIMMONS, ERIC/WEISMAN, T/SALAS, R.
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, THE CLYDE OTIS MUSIC GROUP DBA UNDERRATED MUSIC , THE CLYDE OTIS MUSIC GROUP DBA DON LUIS MUSIC