Flesh Of My Flesh Blood Of My Blood

DMX

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Em Em Blood of my blooooooood [Chorus]
Em Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Em Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what [Verse]
Em My dogs is dogs with official bloodlines
Em I say stop being greedy, get a plate, you want mine
Em Why do niggas always force you take it back to the streets?
Em Can I at least go one year without spitting the heat?
Em Motherfuckers think it's sweet until you get your chest messed up
Em Two days later he's dressed up, let him rest up
Em He ain't going nowhere, no time soon
Em Remember high noon last thing he heard was boom
Em Can I get some room or do I gots to, make me a path?
Em Break you in half, fake niggas make me laugh
Em Y'all niggas is funny, still talking 'bout money
Em And ain't got none, get the shotgun 'cause you hungry
Em It's about to get ugly when the, lights is out
Em One, two, three, ho that's three strikes you out
Em His knife was out, I think they found it still in his hand
Em He in a bag and I'm over here, killing his man [Chorus]
Em Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Em Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Em Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Em Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what [Verse]
Em I no longer see the shadows that once kept me strong
Em And I'm starting to get that same feeling that kept me wrong
Em Can't afford to trust niggas cause niggas lust figures
Em Plus niggas is scared to bust niggas, rush niggas
Em Dueling with the heat, and ain't killing nothing but time
Em Fucking with the street, but you ain't feeling nothing but mine
Em Tired of hearing niggas rhyme that don't say shit
Em Fuck is on them niggas minds, why don't they quit?
Em Sucking my dick looking for something new
Em Let your man hold something with your hold something crew
Em You know how niggas do, we don't forget shit
Em If you was there when it's thin, then you there when it's thick
Em No hitchhikers, fuck that, the Ryde was Ruff
Em And every nigga that was wit us, that died was Ruff
Em A lot of niggas that are wit us, ain't cried enough
Em So now when niggas come and get us, we fires em up [Chorus]
Em Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Em Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Em Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Em Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what [Verse]
Em Motherfuckers, thought that the, X would stop
Em But I got niggas like, "Yo, who's the next to drop?"
Em From his camp, get the stamp, grand champ, it's official
Em Think when you die how many's gon' miss you
Em Lean over in your casket and kiss you,
Em Send you on your way with a blessing,And pray that another learned a lesson
Em Smith and Wesson ended money's life, now money's wife's a widow
Em Gave it to him full blast nah dog, just a little
Em Beside rap I don't talk but make plenty of moves
Em I'll murder, ten of you fools before you're ready to choose
Em You either, win or you lose, and I, love to win
Em Even if it means I gotta shed blood again
Em Keep the bank account doubling, but don't hate me
Em Really thought that what you said would either, make me or break me?
Em Knowin it don't take me long to write
Em Matter of fact, I think I'll drop another, song tonight [Chorus]
Em Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Em Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Em Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Em Em Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what [Outro]
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