Self - What's My Name lyrics

This is the f**in sh** I be talkin about Half rappin' a** mothaf**ers You think it's a game? You think it's a f**in GAME? Come on, uh, uh, uh Come on, uh, uh... What'cha really want What'cha really want, what D-M-X, uh, uh... Come on, Ryde or die Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo What's my name? DMX and I be the best You see the rest they lookin like they need a rest One more time I'mma spit at you some sh** That's gon get at you be f**in with your mind Stop talkin sh** Cuz you out there runnin' your mouth And really don't know who you f**in with Here we go again How many times do I have to tell you rap n***as? I have no friends You still actin up Runnin around here like some brand new p**y that's about to get f**ed The game don't stop I'm still gettin down for whatever whenever that's why my sh** is hot Can't keep it real Now, some of us do but most of us don't that's just how a n***a feel I shed blood For my people that'll keep you lookin see-through Whenever you try to creep through [Hook x2] D-M-X If you want it we got it Come and get it n***a we wit it All you gotta do is set it baby Ryde or die What'cha n***as want, uh, uh What'cha n***as want You still playin games You gon think it's a joke until they no longer remember your name That's how we do 'em Make cowards disappear into thin air by puttin sh** through 'em Never comin' back Last time you saw that n***a is the last time you'll see that n***a (alright) No more d**hs Cuz in a minute you gonna have grandma bein the only family member left Bust my gun If I gots to k** a n***a but I'm always down for the one on one Dog for life We gon get to the bottom of this sh** if it takes all night Stop drop Open up shop (what?) Fake up-north n***as screamin' for the cops Ryde or die What that mean is that a tell a n***a bye-bye and pop him in his right eye [Hook x2] Look at all these off brand n***as Runnin' around yappin' about they be holdin figgas as big as Jigga's That's that bullsh** Hope they know that around me talkin' about what you got will get you hit I'm not a nice person I mean I'd smack the sh** out you twice dog and that's before I start cursin' I stay flippin' One minute I'm cool, the next minute I'm up on a n***a, rippin' That's my style I'm a cruddy n***a leave you all bloody n***a service with a smile s** my dick And while you n***as that's been to jail before know it's about to get thick Let's get it on baby You gonna be goin' against 4 n***as at once and you think I'm crazy? I've lost my mind And I'm about to make you lose yours too from far away one time(BOOM!) [Hook x4] D-M-X!