Dmx - I run sh** - dirty album version lyrics

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Dmx - I run sh** - dirty album version lyrics

Man are you for real? You n***as can't be f**ing serious You not for real, you gotta be playing You better walk away I run sh** here, y'all just sit here Do y'all n***as know what it took for me to get here I'm gonna stay here, earn my way here You can f** around if you want but we don't play here We get through that, run right through that That's how we do that, y'all n***as knew that Two albums in one year three albums in two Didn't I just f**ing tell y'all n***as that's how we do You wasn't even f**ing listening when I just said What I said, you get that, what I just said I run sh** here f** y'all n***as Jail what I said I used to duck y'all n***as Motherf**er I'm grown and that's all to it Y'all leave a child on his own and I'm gonna do it f** I done did it, sh** it You ain't even half way close to being with it forget it I run sh**, I run sh** here I run sh**, I run sh** here I run sh** here, I run sh** I run sh** here, I run sh** I run sh**, I run sh** here I run sh**, I run sh** here I run sh** here, I run sh** I run sh** here, I run sh** I run sh** here, what's my name Getting' down for real f** my fame Played too many games and the games gone catch up with you Fame n***as make stretcha catch up with you quicka You that n***a oh for real you that n***a Let me show you how we do that n***a See, y'all cats are small cats And n***as like us aren't gonna believe that We takin all that fall back Get down, lay down, sit down Stay down, head round Hey now Does a n***a wanna get a little off his mind I'm a n***a that will hit a n***a off his time Go off his spine, brains in the air Flames to the hair 'cause the game ain't fair And I'll take it there f**in' with the right one, baby Got that, we tryin' to light one, baby I run sh**, I run sh** here I run sh**, I run sh** here I run sh** here, I run sh** I run sh** here, I run sh** I run sh**, I run sh** here I run sh**, I run sh** here I run sh** here, I run sh** I run sh** here, I run sh** I've done sh** here my guns spit here Y'all might live here but I run sh** here Blood sweats and tears for years just to sit here Think I'm about to let you n***as get here Cowards are stupid if you wanna see me prove it Try and take my position watch a quick a n***a lose it Make you get all my sh** and have you fearing for your life Every time you see me roll up or ride up on a bike Dressed in all black with my pistol in your sight But it will be my man in all white that walks up with a knife I'm a big boy baby I don't play with you thin n***as Getting my hands dirty when there's beef I send n***as I run sh**, I run sh** here I run sh**, I run sh** here I run sh** here, I run sh** I run sh** here, I run sh** I run sh**, I run sh** here I run sh**, I run sh** here I run sh** here, I run sh** I run sh** here, I run sh**

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