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  • Текст песни DMX - Keep Your Shit the Hardest



    Chorus(2x):
    What y'all want me to do
    Keep your shit the hardest
    It's about to go down
    niggas'are ready to start this war that's for sure
    You can come and get it
    Ride and die why
    Because my people are with it

    I want Monopoly money but I ain't even half way there
    Do a dirt and a person gotta take the backway there
    What it is is the biz and its dirty
    You'll get rich but life expectancy is about thirty
    Take the business to the hallways, driving up for four days
    On parole with warrants that'll send me back the raw way
    If I get caught across Jersey state lines
    Figure this 98 and I been runnin since 89
    So that's like 9 years delinquent time
    You speakin crime than you know
    9 years you owe it's not 9 years you gonna go
    No probation or parole more time doin nothin
    They roam to yard writin rhymes an frontin
    Carry people greasy because I'm built like that
    Burry people easy cause they get kilt like that
    If you ain't in it wit me than you in my way
    But either or you will respect mine
    And leave tech 9 and leave it for dude
    The realest you gonna feel is when you face your death
    Sorry I didn't know you don't even waste your breath
    Coppin pleas not D why you flippin
    Now you know the only thing I'm really scared of is slippin
    Letin a person catch you when I got my gaurd down
    So I keep em up
    Noddin of with one eye open
    I can it freak but theres a time when i'm close 'em both
    Water poisonin i'm a get hit with an overdose
    So I don't drug thing crud thangs
    Think I don't know a wine stains, or crud blaze
    Raw gun playin drama
    Sadness to another persons mother
    I'm a be the the one that puts you up inside the trauma
    These are troublesome times
    And the crime prevails
    And the dark side keeps a persons behind in jail
    Bada-boom-bada-bing s/me of this and some of that
    Gotta boogie for a minute but you know i'm coming back

    Chorus(2x)

    Try to show people but I can only hope they see
    You a little person fit right up in a 6 by 3
    Layin' up like this
    Lips sewn shut eyes closed
    People walk past the casket damn shorty nice pose
    You was ballin person till your behind got balled out
    Called out by some disrespectful behind people that go all out
    I bet you thought it was real funny
    Until it had to get cruddy
    Me walkin off leavnin you with all this muddy
    What he gonna do when it's all over for real
    And the last thing you see is that stuff
    A blast of light that's what he seein' if you say hello to him right
    Kiss him in the face and hear that closed casket tight
    Get it right it aint nothin but endin it to a person
    Street sweeper like ahhhh!
    Sendin it to a person
    When you in the house you play by house
    2 words you'll never here again are house lose
    And that's house choose it aint gonna be that
    Cause I can't see that
    Ready to get in them people real good so where the milk at
    Believe that you aint going to see nothin to familiar
    I would tell you what to do but than I'd have to kiss you
    And it ain't even worth it I ain't goin to build nothin
    So I'm just gonna let you go be that same people
    still frontin laughin and stuff
    Like you see somethin funny but you say sound good
    let me see somethin money
    For real
    (Go ricky, go ricky, go ricky, go ricky ricky)

    Chorus(4x)