(DMX)
Check it out check it out y'all check it out check it out check it out
When it’s on, you fucking with the Bulls no Rottis
For my dogs keep two beat knockers full with the bodies
And the shotties always kept in the backseat of the autos
Driveby leaves you laid back sleeping in puddles
What went through the mind of that madman when he committed murder
A man that if you look in his eyes looks as though he wouldn't hurt a
Soul but that's an old trick that psychos use
Knowing that anything might light your fuse
Your best bet is to stay as far away from me as you can
It all went down so quick I'm still catching him as he ran
Shades of light, no it's more like shades of dark
Let me know whether I'm good or to let the dogs bark
Touch a n***a in his heart and now I got it in my pocket
Give it to my dogs watch how they lock it
I couldn't take you through the mud and tell you every caper
You didn't know, it's hard to keep blood on the paper
It's always gonna flow and i can't stop you from spilling
Split personality one “like please stop them from killing”
The other one like “kill them all, get them all, do it today”
And that thing that we use my other half threw it away
Introduced to a personality I never knew existed
You think that last one was bad, this n***a's twisted
So that's four souls trapped in one shell
Which means many more souls trapped in one hell
Slapped in one cell but not for long because S.S.I
Contest for my therapy, in less than five
I'm back on the streets same four n***as
Stop taking the medication now i'm laying mo n***as
Praying mo n***as won’t see personality number three
“Where, where, where” that’s all it be