Dmx

F/ dia
[chorus: dia]
Believe me! its our tiiiime now to let em know
(what? !) its our tiiiime now to let em know
Believe me! its our tiiiime now to let em know
(what? !) its our tiiiime now..
[dmx]
I like my blunts heavily hashed, bitches heavily assed
Joints ready to stash, got em ready to blast (what? !)
Give em plenty and pass, the thing off (woo!) toss that
Get pulled over, we already lost that, of course black (uh!)
Floss that, lose that, get that? come up off that
You aint choose that, but you with that, now spit back (cmon)
Yall niggaz got me all wrong (what? !)
Im still a grimy nigga (what? !)
And I still give it to you, on your song (what? !)
I let you niggaz live for a minute, you get goofy
Told you go head, drop a few albums, Ill do a movie (aight)
But when I come back, cmon dog, respect my slot (uhh)
Aint no get in where I fit in, bitch Im straight to the top (aight)
And whoever dont like it, fuck you faggot, bring it! (what? !)
Nigga dont wanna walk it but, stay tryin to sing it
What I gotta start smackin you guys around again?
Dont make no motherfuckin sense, yall some grown ass men!
[chorus]
[dmx]
I dont play with you cats like I used to
Cause well I aint your father (uh-huh)
This time its gon be a little harder
Told niggaz to "do you", courtesy of flex
Put out "... and then there was x" and then there was x
And then there was x again, aint my next of kin
Just some hardheaded dickridin grown-ass men (uhh, uhh)