(whisper)Strike the match. Flame on motherfuckers. My gun I aim lower. My words is a flame thrower. Watch me end yall with somthing. that'll make your skin crawl.
[Verse One: Drag-On]. I'm just a Bronx gangsta. You was wit me when I was gang bangin'. Crack slangin', snuck the back way in. Ya helped me back? at the days in.
Boy, you had me going all out for you. Now I just don't know what I'm gonna do. My heart's so weak. But I think it's best for us to be apart. . And situation's getting out of hand.
Ah yeah, it's your boy Drag-on. and I'm back, feel me.. come on come on. uh oh. you in trouble. you been messin them boys. now you in trouble. back back get em get em back back.
[Drag-on (Swizz)]. (Uh) Yeah, Yeah!. Swizz! (Drag dash On). Yo, where we at?. (Uh) No shit, Double R niggas (Uh). Ya know who dis is (No shit). Yo! Back! Yo! (Yeah!).
[Drag-On]. Yo, yo you ready? (Yeah). As soon as we get this ball B. And when the ball come up in that court we gonna run up. Straight up. No looking back, just straight up.
Shit, this shit right here...is for the thugs in the street. Do yall here me?. Shit, and this shit right here...will get you mugged in the street. . [Beanie Seagal].
[Drag talking]. Yah, I'm back niggaz. Ha Ha y'all don't think the kid gonna come back y'all crazy. . [Drag]. I rock a Burberry hood, my hood is very hood.
Double R, right now. We ain't playin' wit y'all. We ain't playin' wit y'all. Stop playin', Drag. . Ayo, I spit these bars to make ya head shake. Fuck bitches 'til the bed break.
A bird in agony. A dying shadow. I'm like a boat. Taken in the wind. . Something is coming. Whispering. The song of darkness. Like a bell. . A voice. Underground echoes.
We the niggas that y'all niggas wish y'all can blaze that. We put niggas where they can't get their days back. So gone brush your hair nigga, we knock off wave caps.
Sound of alarm. Played. On dried bones. By the wind. Cacophony of hollow sounds. All lost in empty skulls. . And craters only. Will remain. Unhealed by life.
Swizz Beatz. See y'all don't understand us you know. Ruff Ryderz is a family. Ruff Ryderz....Ruff Ryderz...Ruff Ryderz. Lets go...Swizz Beatz. . DMX. This is the darkest shit, sparkest shit.
[Sheek]. Yo if gon' sleep on somethin, might as well be a bed. And if you gon' crack a nigga, might as well be a head. Cause if you targettin the L.O.X..
This thing right here is for my peoples in the streets (Uh huh). and this thing right here and get your ass off your feet (Come On). . Drag-On. . They call me Drag-On,.
Yeah, what up?. New York City, what up?. This your boy, to the Dash. S.P., Double R. Hell and Back. Styles straight out the penn. . [Styles P]. You don't like my shit you could bite my dick.
Yo, yo I could keep my eyes closed, still reading the signs. Young niggas think they hungry then you feed 'em a nine. Might kidnap they ass start feedin' 'em swine.
Well it's a happenin' thing. And it's happenin' to you. Full moon and thunder. Ribbons of blue. Ice on the window. Ice in my heart. Foolin' with thunder.
Come on, uh, come on. . Now, what we 'gon do, is party right now. Get out your seats, and put your drinks down. What we 'gon do, is party right now. Get out your seats, and put your drinks down.
Sick mind with no past. Blends all days into eternal light. . A sick face. A sick mind. A shadow of tomorrow. Maybe it's me. . A prisoner with a shavel head.