Funkmaster Flex - DMX Freestyle lyrics

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Funkmaster Flex - DMX Freestyle lyrics

[Verse One: DMX] Uhh, uhh, uhh n***as gettin trampled on, what's all the fuss about? s**in my dick so hard, I'm bustin in they mouth And then I snuff em out, four to the mid', f** what I did With no regard for a bid, ripped you up, while you wit your kid Slid into the shadows, cause I'm dark like that I bark like that, jet black, but I spark like that Where ARE they at, when I get thirsty, sh** Ain't a n***a strong enough to stand the worst it gets Bits, and pieces are all thats that left n***as so scared to d**h, they hold they motherf**in breath Til I pa**, cause they a**, and I smelled em I S-P-E-L-L-E-D T-H-E-M, I spelled em To make me have to swell one, eye up, lump up one head Catch a body with the shottie, pump up one dead Red alert, n***as is about to get hurt, do work To skirts, like a jag on the merk, ARF Night time is the right time for creepin Vandalize your crib, rape your wife while she's sleepin I been off the deep end, since I was semen That's why now, I'm such a motherf**in demon! SCREAMIN, my bloody head off, sh** on my mind I gotsta get off Can't even hold a joint, lest I let off A couple of rounds, from the big three pound seven That's about eleven hundred as of now How-can-one-man-k**-so-many-and The-sin-be-plenty-before-the-age-of-20 {*sing like Nice and Smooth*} Life ain't worth a penny in, my book f*ggot That's why I took f*ggot sh**, I'm a crook f*ggot Fat new leather jacket, I bag it, along with The j**els smackin tools out the hands of fools On the strength that they don't know what they holdin n***as called me TAILOR cause the WAY that I be sewin sh** up cause I get up, off my a** and SKATE Makin more moves than U-Haul, from state to state I speak the GREAT, and if a n***a tells you different You turn around you ask the n***a, "The fu*k is you be sniffin?" Cause when it come to riffin, I am the riff raffin Ain't gots to say nuttin, n***as know to give half Motherf**er, Funk Flex, volume three, the final chapter Ruff Ryders, Irv Gotti, Def Jam.. Right here, where my dogs at? Got them all for you baby I got them all I gots them all..

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