Текст песни Bout Shit feat. DMX - The Lox , DMX

LOX shit nigga
Livin′ off Xperience
You feel it in the air, don't you?
Yeah, ha

Stepping out the Benz with the shearling that Bane had
Before you test me, you ought to think of your brain pan
Donnie′s a gorilla, Al-Qaeda came with the killers
Gun on the wait, while I wait for n-
Plate full of plants
If you wanna die, y'all know the devil
Go ahead and pick the date for the dance (go ahead)
I'm in the i8, blow an 8th on the iPhone
On a money call, then take the advance (uh-uh)

Fifty-fifty split, takе mines on the back end
Businеss going good, take the profit, put it back in (put it back in)
Reganomics in effect (yeah)
Rooftops with cartels, honoring the set (E-block)
My outfit, put you out kid
F- about the plug, ′cause we the outlet (we the outlet)
Yardie homie got a TEC, and he on that stat sh- (damn)
Latin homie got the coke and he on that rap sh-

You ain′t really 'bout sh-
We let the dogs out
Man, come on
You ain′t really 'bout sh-
Bam, bam, you in the Lord′s house
Man, come on
You ain't really ′bout sh-
Y-O n-, we going all out
Man, come on
You ain't really 'bout sh-
Find you a shelter, we gon′ fall out
Man come on, come on

They call me the microwave
′Cause I hit 'em with hot sh-, quick (damn)
Got the streets like, damn this LOX sh- sick (ooh)
We ain′t playing with you n-
In the trunk I got them things that I'm spraying at you - (what?)
Think something funny? Y′all keep laughing
N- already dead, I'ma keep stabbing (ugh)
Been a loose cannon, been putting work in (yeah)
Name ringing bells, from School Street to Warburton (woo)

N- talk about battle, but they ain′t battle dog (nah)
My rap sheet is longer than n- catalogues (what?)
F-you battle for? (Ugh), you know you ain't winning (uh-uh)
X been the grim reaper since the beginning (okay)
These new rappers got me like, "What the f- is you doing?"
You all over the place with it, what the f- is you doing?
If you ain't spitting the truth, then the shut the f- up (please)
F- you, suck my d-, now what?

You ain′t really ′bout s-
We let the dogs out
Man, come on
You ain't really ′bout s-
Bam, bam, you in the Lord's house (woo, yeah)
Man, come on, you ain′t really 'bout sh- (scram, you a fool for this one)
Y-O n-, we going all out
Man, come on, you ain′t really 'bout sh-
Find you a shelter, we gon' fall out (ay yo, we ain′t ready or what?)
Man come on, come on (ay yo, DX, let me talk to these n-?)
(Time to mop these out)

All this fake love around here, I know how it feel
You could just say, "What′s up?", I could tell it ain't real
N- came home from somewhere, I could tell it ain′t jail
No music, got a hunnid thousand large in the mail
Can't tell them all your plans, ′cause they want you to fail
N- hate when you be moving, they rather you still (haha)
Keep track of me (facts), watch the back of me (facts)
I pop up more than my son's acne (yeah)

Cut ′em into pieces, body in the freezers
I don't drink lean, so I don't be catchin′ seizures (nah, haha)
With the cheese, I′m like Lil' Caesars (woo)
F- your debit card, and your lil′ visas (oh)
C- game, d- game, n- been around that (oh)
Shot dead, left at your b- house, you get found at (oh)
Trap game, rap game, n- made hits (huh, hits)
LOX, D-Block, get off our d-, ah

Pretty much are who we are now (LOX)
We shed light on a city with a dark cloud (Y-O)
We bought Diddy through, even bought the R's out (yeah)
In a lot with the trucks and the cars out (hmm)
And we never said once, if it wasn′t for us (uh-uh)
Hindsight I look back, it just wasn't enough (nah)
The fake love got exposed, just wasn′t the lust (uh-uh)
You find out who's who, you seek others to trust (woo)

It was already bars (yeah), we was already stars (yeah)
Couldn't make us more related than we already are (nah)
It was written already, meaning it was already God
And we came from the bottom so it was already hard
Now I smoke different, I drink different, I think different (yes)
My contract is much bigger, so the ink′s different
My outlet, not about my outfit
How you feel about sh-? You ain′t really 'bout sh-, n-

You ain′t really 'bout s-
We let the dogs out (LOX)
Man, come on (Scram Jones)
You ain′t really 'bout sh-
Bam, bam, you in the Lord′s house
Man, come on
You ain't really 'bout sh-
Y-O n-, we going all out
Man, come on
You ain′t really ′bout sh-
Find you a shelter, we gon' fall out
Man come on, come on