Flesh of My Flesh Blood of My Blood

Flesh of My Flesh Blood of My Bloooood!!!!!!

Flesh of My Flesh Blood of My Blood

All my niggas get down like what?

Flesh of My Flesh Blood of My Blood

All my niggas get down like what?

DMX:

My dogs is dogs with official blood line

I say stop being greedy get a plate if you want mine

Why them niggas always force you to take it back to the streets?

Can I atleast go one year with out spittin the heat?

Motherfuckers think it's sweet until you get your chest messed up

Two days later he's dressed up, let him rest up

He ain't going no where, no time soon

Remember high noon? The last thing he heard was boom!

Can I get some room or do I have to make me a path?!

Break you in half make, fake niggas make me laugh!

Ya'll niggas is funny, still talking about money

And they ain't got none

Get the shotgun cuz you hungry

It's about to get ugly when the lights is out

One, two, three hold, thats three strikes you out!

His knife was out, I think they found it, still in his head

He in a bag, and I'm over here, killing his man!

Chorus: X4

Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood

All my niggas get down like what?

DMX:

I no longer see the shadow that once kept me strong

And I'm starting to get that same feeling that once kept me wrong

Can't afford to trust niggas, cuz niggas, lust figgas

Plus niggas, scared to bust niggas

What's niggas, doing with the heat?

And they ain't killing nothing but time

Fucking with the streets and you ain't feeling nothing but mine

Tired of hearing niggas rhyming, and don't say shit!

Fuck is on them niggas minds?

Why don't they quit?!

Sucking my dick, looking