[Interviewer:] Yo I'm sayin, these Ruff Ryder Niggas
  [DMX:] Dog
  [Interviewer:] I heard these niggas is for real
  [DMX:] Dog. That's my man and them
  [Interviewer:] But I heard these Niggas is like suppose to be lockin down
  the industry on some shit, on some power shit.
  [DMX:] Dog that's my mans and them
  [Interviewer:] Eh
  [DMX:] So what I'm doin'
  [Interviewer:] right, right
  [DMX:] my mans and them is doin, because
  [Interviewer:] right
  [DMX:] that's my mans and them, ya know
  [Interveiwer:] I feel ya
  [DMX:] Now ya feel me?
  [Interveiwer:] I feel ya
  [DMX:] So you know when you fuckin with me
  [Interveiwer:] right, right
  [DMX:] you fuckin wit
  [Interveiwer:] oh oh, what are ya doin now?
    [DMX:]
    Told y'all niggaz
  Ya just don't listen
  Why must you be hard headed
  Tried to explain, but ya didn't hear me though
  Ya know, grrrrrr
    Uh
  One two one two, come through run through
  Gun who, oh you don't know what the gun do
  Some do, those that know are real quiet
  Let me think you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot
  Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the hardest
  rap artist and I'ma start this
  Shit up foreal, get up and feel, my words
  I make herbs split up and squeal
  Ill is all I've been hearin lately
  Niggaz hate me, wanna duck tape me and make me
  put their brains on the wall, when I brawl
  Too late for that 911 call
  Niggaz stay beefin but a lot of them bluffin
  But not me because I'ma nigga that can get out of them cuffs
  You think a lot of them tough
  Not just for frotin
  When I hit them niggaz like 'What you want?'
  the battle turns into a hunt
  With the dog right behind niggaz chasin em down
  We all knew that you was pussy
  but I'm tastin it now
  And never give a dog blood
  because raw blood
  I have a dog like one bitin whatever
  All up in ya gut
  Give it to them raw like that
  and ain't no love I do em all like that
  Four right up in they back
  Clak Clak
  Close your eyes baby, it's over
  Forget it, happened in front off your buildin but
  nobody knows who did it
  What
  Where my dogs at?
  What what
  Where my dogs at?
  Uh
  Where my dogs at?
  What what
  Where my dogs at?
  Uh
  Where my dogs at?
  What what
  Where my dogs at?
  Uh
  Where my dogs at?
  What what
    Niggas is pussy
  Keep me runnin from the werewolf, owww
  Howling at the moon on the roof
  Eh, ah, no, get em
  Ten niggas on him, hope God's with him
  Give me the bat, let me split him
  I'll have em where the pillow and the casket won't fit him
  Only reason I did him, he wouldn't fight back
  Trieed to strike back
  Left him like that, layin up with the white hat
  Gettin right back at ya when I snatch ya
  up out the grave, nuthin but bones and ashes
  Hittin niggaz with gashes to the head
  Straight to the white meat but the street stay red
  But this girl gave me head for free
  Cause they see, who I'ma be by like 2003
  That Nigga D took it there
  He thought it was a joke
  He went through like 20 G's and thought that
  I was broke, stupid
  That's what you get for thinkin and eventually
  found that's what you get for stinkin
  Blowin up the spot when you rot
  plus if it gets hot they know you dipped
  for four squared blocks
  Hit em with the ox to the grill
  Eh, ah, kill nigga kill
  Yet still they don't know I'ma rob who
  That dog DMX is a muthafuckin problem
  Aight