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DMX - The Omen lyrics
Featuring Marilyn Manson] [Barking] (You<b> </b>right here shorty<b> </b>told you<b> </b>I got you Like the way I scooped you<b> </b>when those fagget niggaz shot you? I'ma hold you down<b> </b>and I mean that<b> </b>for real) But everytime you beef with a nigga<b> </b>I end up havin' to kill (Ain't like that<b> </b>and hey<b> </b>forget about them 2 kids 'Bout to do a deal<b> </b>somethin' nice as you is) Oh you think (Nah<b> </b>I'm just playin'<b> </b>what's up? I got some new bitches, I know you tryin' to fuck) Not really (What? I ain't your man no more? Because a nigga, don't need a hand no more? You know how we do, if one goes sore You'll take the pussy and go up in the roar) It's like now Where you goin' I ain't trying to take it Fuckin' with a nigga like you, I won't make it (It'll be what it is) Yo, you in for the night? I'm 'bout to take it to the crib (You get home alright?) [Chorus - Marilyn Manson] The snake The rat The cat and the dog How you gonna live When you're in the fog? [Dmx] Yo I ain't fuckin' with this nigga, no more Word to my mother Fuck 'em, so ya know 'em for sure Word to my brother It's like he's gotten worse than before Son of I wonder What type of dirt this nigga got in store for me to get under Then I get a call Yo! (X, Luis just killed your cousin, underneath the projects Don't get back, them niggaz will pay, then I got you, told you I got you Yo, I got you) I'm in a catch 22 But them niggaz gotta pay But I know he's gonna be askin' for a favor one day But fuck it I ain't got no choice in the matter Them faggets killed my peep And I wanna see him splatter (That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, we ain't on no bitch hit And use the same gun that you killed them 2 kids with Is that hard to live with?) Nah (See, you still a playa) But what you want from me? (Uh...I'll tell you later) Chorus Shit is all over the news Bomb goes off in central What the fuck have I gotten myself into? My mental is like Get the fuck outta there I'm out (Hey, goin' somewhere?) Nah (What the bag for?) Fuck it, what you want? (Can a nigga come inside for a minute, and puff a blunt?) Here we go again (After what I just gave you, with you actin' like that when you asked for that favor) Yo, I ain't ask you for shit (Oh yes you did, when you really needed something, and you was out, you did You sold me your soul, when you didn't say no Just let a nigga go, and give me what you owe Fuck what you think, ain't shit for free And a mothafucker you know, can't defeat me) Forgive me father, for I have sinned And with your help I know, the devil won't win [Marilyn Manson] Here we are on our way to hell We're gonna do it, and we do it well This is Marilyn Manson, Dmx, Ruff Ryders (repeats and distorts til end |
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