[DMX]  Uhh.. UH! .. WHOO!    Chorus: DMX    Y'all gon' make me lose my mind  up in HERE, up in here  Y'all gon' make me go all out  up in here, up in here  Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL  up in HERE, up in here  Y'all gon' make me lose my cool  up in here, up in here    [DMX]  If I gotsta bring it to you cowards then it's gonna be quick, aight  All your mens up in the jail before, suck my dick  and all them other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick  How the hell you gonna cross the dog with some bum shit? Aight  There go the gun click, nine one one shit  All over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit  Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, cause everytime  you come around, it's like (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked  And I don't know who the fuck you think you talkin to  but I'm not him, aight slim? So watch what you do  Or you gon' find yourself, buried next to someone else  and we all thought you loved yourself  But that couldn't have been the issue, or maybe  they just sayin that, now cause they miss you  Shit a nigga tried to diss you  That's why you layin on your back, lookin at the roof of the church  Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts    Chorus    [DMX]  Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the brain  cause niggaz still want the fame, off the name  First of all, you ain't rapped long enough  to be fuckin with me and you, you ain't strong enough  So whatever it is you puffin on that got you think that you Superman  I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and the mic?  Y'all niggaz is characters, not even good actors  What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the factors  You wack, you're twisted, your girl's a hoe  You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody know  Your old man say you stupid, you be like, "So?  I love my baby mother, I never let her go"  I'm tired of weak ass niggaz whinin over puss  that don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them?  They fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them  who get it on on the strength of the hands with them, MAN    Chorus    [DMX]  I bring down rains so heavy it curse the head  No more talkin - put him in the dirt instead  You keep walin - lest you tryin to end up red  Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up dead  Cause youse a soft type nigga  Fake up North type nigga  Puss like a soft white nigga  Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water  We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter  The bigger the order, the more guns we brought out  We run up in there, e'rybody come out, don't nobody run out  Sun in to sun out, I'ma keep the gun out  Nigga runnin his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out  Listen, yo' ass is about to be missin  You know who gon' find you? (Who?) Some old man fishin  Grandma wishin your soul's at rest  but it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest    Chorus    [DMX]  Hold up! ERRRRRRRR!  One.. two.. meet me outside  meet me outside, meet me outside  All my Ruff Ry-DERS gon' meet me outside  meet me outside, meet me outside  All my big ball-ERS gon' meet me outside  meet me outside, meet me outside  All my fly lad-IES gon' meet me outside  meet me outside, meet me outside  All my street street niggas meet me outside  meet me outside, outside motherfucker    X is got y'all bouncin again  Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again  Dark Man X got ya bouncin again  Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again  Swizz Beatz got y'all bouncin again  Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again (Swizz Beatz)  Ruff Ryders got y'all bouncin again (DMX)  Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again  Dark Man keep you bouncin again  Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again  Dark Man keep you bouncin again  Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again  All my street street niggas they bouncin again  Bouncin again, bounce bouncin again  Swizz Swizz Beatz we bouncin again  Bouncin again and we bouncin again  Double R keep it comin, ain't nuttin y'all  Ain't nuttin y'all can do, now.. {*BOOM*}