Lyrics DMX – 56 Bars
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I make moves that get me where I’m goin
Break fools that act like they ain’t knowin how it’s goin
Dizown, with the dizark, cuz that’s that kid
Unmask that kid, look at that bastard kid
That don’t mind having to break shit or take shit
And motherfucker, if you ain’t me you ain’t shit
You fuckin faggot
You know I coulda been stuck it to you
Nigga I wasn’t even think about fuckin wit you
But I bet now I know your man is thinkin twice bout who to fuck wit
Shit is gettin bad, I’m robbin niggas I grew up with
And I know it’s just a matter of time before I get shot
Or I’ma torture this niggas little sister and make him watch
Give a nigga a little room, now he’s tryin to house shit
But I bet you get back on some mouse shit
When I punch you in your mouth, bitch
Aaaah, a nigga broken off quick
Yelllckkk!
gagging sound, is the sound he makes chockin off dick
How you feel, eatin with a straw he has to suck through
Fuck me? No fuck you, now I gotta touch you
Fuckin bitch suckin dick like a jockstrap
Put them Glocks back
Tryin to be the first punk motherfucker that shot back
Got that? Didn’t Get? You know where you gonna be layin right?
I’m tellin you, hah, you know what the fuck I’m sayin right?
You will respect this, cuz it gets reckless when I cut the
Dun-nun-Dun-nun-Dun-nun-Dun-nun, you be like «What the—Nooo!»
But it’s too late cuz the heat-seaker done found the heat
The concrete done found your meat
And motherfucker, if you ain’t me you ain’t shit
You fuckin faggot
You know I coulda been stuck it to you
Nigga I wasn’t even think about fuckin wit you
But I bet now I know your man is thinkin twice bout who to fuck wit
Shit is gettin bad, I’m robbin niggas I grew up with
And I know it’s just a matter of time before I get shot
Or I’ma torture this niggas little sister and make him watch
Give a nigga a little room, now he’s tryin to house shit
But I bet you get back on some mouse shit
When I punch you in your mouth, bitch
Aaaah, a nigga broken off quick
Yelllckkk!
gagging sound, is the sound he makes chockin off dick
How you feel, eatin with a straw he has to suck through
Fuck me? No fuck you, now I gotta touch you
Fuckin bitch suckin dick like a jockstrap
Put them Glocks back
Tryin to be the first punk motherfucker that shot back
Got that? Didn’t Get? You know where you gonna be layin right?
I’m tellin you, hah, you know what the fuck I’m sayin right?
You will respect this, cuz it gets reckless when I cut the
Dun-nun-Dun-nun-Dun-nun-Dun-nun, you be like «What the—Nooo!»
But it’s too late cuz the heat-seaker done found the heat
The concrete done found your meat
Cuz hittin the ground still hot from steam comin off
Eyes rolled back in his head, coughin up chunks of flesh
Then niggas’ll roll with his monstrous death, beatin punks to death
Ain’t nuthin left but the memory of what used to be your life
Funeral payments, and dried up blood on my knife
Y’all motherfuckers don’t understand, when it’s on it’s on
You up in the casket with some shades, cuz your eyes is gone
I know I’m wrong, that’s why I did my dirt and slid
But you made it happen, with that bullshit you did
Now you want peace? Well take a piece of this ammunition
And get your ass drug out the Hudson by some old man fishin
My mission is almost complete
This message will self distruct in two seconds
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
Eyes rolled back in his head, coughin up chunks of flesh
Then niggas’ll roll with his monstrous death, beatin punks to death
Ain’t nuthin left but the memory of what used to be your life
Funeral payments, and dried up blood on my knife
Y’all motherfuckers don’t understand, when it’s on it’s on
You up in the casket with some shades, cuz your eyes is gone
I know I’m wrong, that’s why I did my dirt and slid
But you made it happen, with that bullshit you did
Now you want peace? Well take a piece of this ammunition
And get your ass drug out the Hudson by some old man fishin
My mission is almost complete
This message will self distruct in two seconds
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
