[Intro: Styles P]
Yeah, X
Dog n***a
What up?!
Somebody else sit right here

[Verse 1: Styles P]
Keep the boots tight
Two new guns, I'm hoping they shoot right
Life's a dice game, we beatin' the deuce twice
Corner 12:05 [?] brick at the coupe's price
Had to rob mad shit to get me through life
Had to blow mad trees to get me through nights
Coward ass n***as really get me too tight
Load up, let it off, n***as whole head is off
Piss down your neck motherfucker, you was better off
Letting your Beretta off
SP, hawk work, tear your whole sweater off
Wife-beater and your white T
Turn all red when you split to the white meat
Still throw up n***a, what?
DMX and The Ghost, four-four n***as up
I represent the poor n***as, what?
Fully loaded hand gun, with raw in the cut

[Chorus: DMX]
X and The Ghost
Cats feel different when they necks in the toast
Cats get a feelin' when they next to get roast
That's what they get fuckin' wit X and The Ghost
Come on, come on
X and The Ghost
Cats feel different when they necks in the toast
Cats get a feelin' when they next to get roast
That's what they get fuckin' wit X and The Ghost
Come on, come on
[Verse 2: DMX]
Cats don't know I ain't playin' with this shit
You keep playin' with the kid, that's why you stayin' gettin' bit
Leave you layin' in a ditch, it's your actions that make me
Ask you 'do you know who the fuck you playin' wit?!'
Evidently nah, I rep the R
Prescription, no description of what you saw
Whatever happened happened, it's in the past
That's why these new fade n***as ain't gon' last
Nowadays n***as feel like they in that movie Life
And they names, just can't get right
No matter what they do they fallin' off
N***a fuck you and your crew, you all soft
Y'all n***as is more pussy, the Ho pussy
Think about it, please, don't push me
Man, y'all n***as was doin' some shit
That's gon' make it go bad for all n***as

[Chorus: DMX]
X and The Ghost
Cats feel different when they necks in the toast
Cats get a feelin' when they next to get roast
That's what they get fuckin' wit X and The Ghost
Come on, come on
X and The Ghost
Cats feel different when they necks in the toast
Cats get a feelin' when they next to get roast
That's what they get fuckin' wit X and The Ghost
Come on, come on
[Bridge: DMX]
Y'all n***as already know what it is!
Y'all n***as already know what it is!
Y'all n***as already know what it is!
Y'all n***as already know what it is!
Y'all n***as already know what it is!
Y'all n***as already know what it is!
Y'all n***as already know what it is!
Y'all n***as already know what it is!

[Chorus: DMX]
X and The Ghost
Cats feel different when they necks in the toast
Cats get a feelin' when they next to get roast
That's what they get fuckin' wit X and The Ghost
Come on, come on
X and The Ghost
Cats feel different when they necks in the toast
Cats get a feelin' when they next to get roast
That's what they get fuckin' wit X and The Ghost
Come on, come on