[Intro - Sheek Louch / DMX / Jari$]
“Yeah, we right here dog”
“Where my dogs at?”
“We right here dog”

[Verse 1 - Jari$]
What must I go through, to show you, shit is real?
And I won’t ever give a damn fuck how bitches feel (feel)
Rob your damn meal, not cause I want to, cause I have to (have to)
And don’t say I, didn’t warn you what them hands do
If you don't know who I am, shit you kiddin’ (kiddin')
I'm on some bullshit that's got me slappin', killas trippin’ (the fuck?)
I got my fam and them - to stay gritty, cause we from mean cities
Cuddy, this is homage, I’m askin - is you wit' me? (is you wit' me?)
Get you all the bitches, and I’ll go commit the crime
For way too long, y’all been jockin’ out what’s mine (what's mine)
I'm aimin’ for your head, so pop out, let's make it happen
If it’s beef, then it’s beef, go out and grab a MAC friend
Bustin' off, dustin' off on all these bitches
Knuckles hit ya mouth, I’m finna off these bitches
Novice bitches, who never just made a sound (shit)
Swing on me, you finna get laid the fuck down (ah) -

[Chorus (x2) - Sheek Louch / DMX / Jari$]
Y'all n***as wanna be killers? (Get at me, dog)
Y'all n***as wanna feel us? (Get at me, dog)
Y'all n***as want the real (get at me, dog)
(What? Rrr, arf, arf, what the deal?) (Wooo)
[Verse 2 - DMX]
Nowadays, it ain't lookin' too good for certain n***as
I'm hurtin' n***as (What you doin'?)
Robbin' n***as, jerkin' n***as, stickin' n***as
'Cause they deserve it; when money got murdered
They know he died slow 'cause they heard it
The n***a ain't blew up the spot a while
And the motherfucker ain't got shot in a while (You know)
It just takes a light up to fuck the night up (Yeah)
Blow everything in sight up (Boom)
Fuck around and I'll have your ass right up (haha)
He makes up some shit, he wasn't able to stand
I got shit that'll disable a man with the wave of a hand
The days are longer and it seems like I'm facin' time
I've got a lot of dreams, but I'm not really chasin' mine
I soak it all up like a sittin' fly 'cause nowadays, gettin' by
Is nothin' more than an occasional meal and gettin' high
I live to die, that's where I'm headed
Let your man hold somethin', now it's all about you can get it

[Chorus - Sheek Louch / DMX]
Y'all n***as wanna be killers? (Get at me, dog)
Y'all n***as wanna feel us? (Get at me, dog)
Y'all n***as want the real (get at me, dog)
(What? Rrr, arf, arf, what the deal?)
[Verse 3 - DMX]
One in the back left your faggot ass face down
Lucky that you breathing
But you dead from the waist down
The fuck is on your mind?
Talking that shit, that you be talking
And I bet you wish you never got hit
‘Cause you'd be walking
But shit happens and fuck it, you done did your dirt
N***as is wondering how the fuck you hid your skirt
Right under their eyes, that's a surprise to the guys
That one of their mans, was a bitch - in disguise
Fucking with cats that order, more hits and slaughter more kids
Let me holla at you, yo, that Baltimore shit (ayo)
N’ahmean? I'm just robbing to eat
And there's at least a thousand of us like me, mobbing the street
When we're starving, we eat whatever's there
Come on, you know the code in the streets, whatever's fair
Blood stains and chalk, means your man couldn't walk
After the talk, about him not being on the 11-33 to New York
Transforming-ass n***as'll get it quick
And yo, for real, that n***a K can suck my dick
And it's gon' take all these n***as
In the rap game to barely move me
Cause when I blow shit up
I have n***as falling like white bitches in a scary movie
Ah, you know I don't know how to act
Get too close to n***as it's like, “Protected by Viper, stand back"
What is this? I thought you n***as was killers, demented
The fuck you want me to do with this coward?
Finish him - it's ended