Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We're Back, artist - DMX. Date of issue: 15.09.2003
Song language: English
We're Back |
| This is what you’re tellin me, okay |
| It all comes down to this huh? |
| Okay |
| This is what you fuckin tellin me? |
| That this is it? |
| Okay (GRRRRRRRRRR) |
| How many slugs should I plug into yo’chest before it’s get filled |
| Since you ain’t got nuttin else to do but get killed |
| Been a fiend every since I found out how a slaughter taste |
| Empty a clip of hollow tips into yo’daughter’s face |
| Cause that’s just the type of shit that I’m on |
| Collect my dough, make the fuckin hit and I’m gone |
| I ain’t never gots to worry about the aim |
| Infrared, to your head, will make sure, I hit him in the brain |
| BLAOW! |
| One mo’time for good luck — for what?! |
| He was already dead, what the fuck?! |
| I be, breakin my shit up OFF in a nigga |
| When I don’t see, nuttin but SOFT in a nigga |
| Fuckin coward, I wonder how it — feels |
| To have to look at your moms — squeal, after I hit her with the steel |
| Ill, that’s how a nigga blows shit up |
| Believe whoever I hit up, will never get up |
| Tell me, how it’s goin down nigga |
| If I’m bein a fuckin clown nigga (yeah) |
| Take a couple of rounds nigga, I keep a toast real close |
| In case I gotta turn the rest of yo’peeps into ghosts |
| Fuck it I’m ready for combat, with a gat |
| that’ll make any nigga, become a meal for the fuckin rats |
| There won’t be nuttin left of money but a soupbone |
| Big Motherfuckin DMX from the group home |
| (Chorus: DMX) |
| Niggaz don’t mean what they say when they talk |
| Niggaz lean a certain kind of way when they walk |
| Niggaz don’t mean what they say when they talk |
| Niggaz lean a certain kind of way when they walk |
| (Eve) |
| Since the first day in it, I made a promise to myself |
| I was gonna make it happen, that’s the way I felt |
| You know Philly never scared, play the cards we dealt |
| Doin it my way, you bitches strugglin for help |
| I hear your rumors and your so-called beefs |
| But it’s a different story any time we meet in the streets |
| I’m fully in it bitch, your shit is juvenile to me |
| We can squash it, go 'head let you warm up the crowd for me |
| I hate to even be like this, y’all bring it out |
| To tell the truth it excites me, I scream it out |
| Sick wid’dit, ain’t a bitch that can get wid’dit |
| Admit it, I’m that bitch you can’t live wid’dit |
| And I’ma keep it comin long as I’m here |
| Pitbull, back at’cha neck, I’m hearin them cheer |
| E-V-E is what they need in they life, I’m bout mine |
| Now I’m done wit’chu, fuck out my face, wastin my time |
| (Chorus: Eve) |
| Bitches don’t mean what they say when they talk |
| Bitches lean a certain kind of way when they walk |
| Bitches don’t mean what they say when they talk |
| Bitches lean a certain kind of way when they walk |
| (Jadakiss) |
| Nahh! |
| Uh, yeah, aiyyo |
| I got a wet haze, coke, and a p-blow block |
| But y’all still missin the point like a free throw shot |
| Get it? |
| This ain’t some’n you learn, this is some’n you earn |
| Turn it up and give me some’n to burn |
| That boy 'Kiss is a hell of a man |
| Treat your life like a cell phone, so try to get a helluva plan |
| Cause most dudes left the hood broke |
| A couple knew what they was doin, so they came back like good coke |
| Down South they’ll tell you 'Kiss is good folk (that's right) |
| Up North I hit my niggaz off with good smoke |
| Out West they ridin with me, now I’m back hard |
| I’m just worried bout the rats that’s in my back yard |
| Hated by many, confronted by none |
| I trust two guys, one’s God, and one is my gun |
| Jada is the nice guy, 'Kiss is the monster |
| D-Block and Double R is my sponsor |
| (Chorus: Jadakiss) |
| Cowards don’t mean what they say when they talk |
| Cowards lean a certain kind of way when they walk |
| Cowards don’t mean what they say when they talk |
| Cowards lean a cert |