Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Damien III, artist - DMX. Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Damien III |
| Hey yo, D! |
| It’s your nigga D! |
| What the fuck, you forgot about me? |
| You’ve been eatin' real good lately |
| Didn’t get a shout out on your last album, what, you hate me? |
| Said I was your dog |
| Said I was your nigga that let you see it all through the fog |
| Said I was your mans and them |
| And any problem that you had I would handle them |
| Ayo, dog, it’s like this, I fuck with you lightly |
| ‘Cause I knew if I fucked with you too deep you’d bite me |
| Get mad at me, send niggas wantin' to fight me |
| Whole time you fucked with me you didn’t like me |
| Dog, where you hear that? |
| Pssh, niggas talk |
| Plus you know how shit flow in New York: |
| Walls have ears, buildings heard |
| Supposed to be shhhhhh, but spill the word |
| Everywhere that I go, everything that I see |
| Every place that I touch, I feel him fuckin' with me |
| I’m gonna fly… |
| Why you lie? |
| Told me it was Ryde or Die |
| I’m gonna fly… |
| Eye for an eye |
| What happened to my piece of the pie? |
| Now, dog, you know me better than that |
| I could put you ahead of the pack instead of the back |
| I could have niggas sellin' tapes instead of the crack |
| Could have niggas fallin' down with lead in they back |
| Ain’t much that I can’t do when I want to |
| I don’t really need you; |
| nigga, fuck you! |
| WHAT?! |
| Nah, I’m just playin'; |
| got a wife and kids? |
| Good thing they ain’t come across them triflin' kids… |
| Yo, what you mean by that? |
| Mean by what? |
| You’se a grimy nigga f’real, I see what’s up! |
| I don’t even know why I fucked with you from the door! |
| ‘Cause you know I can give you what you wanted and more |
| I could’ve got it from Him! |
| But you would’ve had to wait! |
| But I wouldn’t have the weight! |
| C’mon, don’t hate! |
| What happened to the right hand, Light Man? |
| Nah, that’s Dark Man! |
| Well, let’s get it right then! |
| Now I see you for who you are, it’s like I know you |
| So I can’t trust you as far as I can throw you! |
| Oh you don’t know, you are the reason |
| That I go through what I go through? |
| Let me show you! |
| Didn’t I promise you a Benz, lots of friends, |
| Countless pairs of Timbs, endless ends? |
| Yeah, but what did it cost me? |
| My life to be taken softly; |
| man, back the fuck up off me! |
| Don’t fuck with me like that when I fuck with you like this |
| Don’t come at me like that when you know that you might miss! |
| Go on about your business! |
| If any cat you send my way, ain’t gon' be no witness! |
| Lord Jesus, C’mon, dog, look who you’re fuckin' |
| Please help me Whassup, dog? |
| Man, you buggin' |
| Keep the Devil Thug life, thought we was tight |
| Out of my life! |
| I’ll be back, aight? |
| Psych! |
| Everywhere that I go, everything that I see |
| Every place that I touch, I feel him fuckin' with me |
| I’m gonna fly… |
| Why you lie? |
| Told me it was Ryde or Die |
| I’m gonna fly… |
| Eye for an eye |
| What happened to my piece of the pie? |