Stop Being Greedy (Album Version)

Stop Being Greedy (Album Version)

DMX

[Chorus:]
why'all been eatin' long enough now
Stop Being Greedy
Keep it real partna'
Give to the needy
Ribs is touchy
So don't make me wait
Fuck around and I'm gon' bite you
Snatch the plate
I can flip that flow
I can stick that ho
I can get that dough
You know I'm wit' that yo
ain't a thing about this shit
I can't do or havn't seen
But when it gets dark
It's like a nigga's havin' dreams
All nightmares, the light dares, to desert me
Got me like, everybody wants to hurt me
Paranoid, so I strike out at, whatever
The closest thing to me's gon' get it, but never
Will I kill I
Think death is wrong
So I'ma keep holdin' on
'Til what's left is gone
You can put that on
My nigga Bull
These other rap cats
Will give a nigga rules
But if it's cause for me to force my, way in the door
Head huntin' mother fuckers, so stay on the floor
4-4 is what I get sic wit'
4 more and all this is luquid

[Chorus]
I thank the Lord every day
That I'm blessed with the gift
I'm the best so unless
You want to rest with a stiff
Don't touch that
Uh uh, leave it alone
When you walk past the dog house
Leave me the bone
Dogs bite, dogs fight, dogs night
Scratch, shake and hope all night
So when ya hear the arf, arf
Start runnin'
''cause when ya hear the arf, arf
I'm commin'
But I don't like drama
So I stay to myself
Keep focused with this rap shit
Pray for the wealth
I want the money
Give me the honeys with big asses
The most expensive champaign
Ya got big glasses
I'm drunk so I'ma bash this head wide open
Beggin' me to stop but at least he died hopin'
Didn't get his wish now he's a dish for the pack
Two glowin' red eyes, everything else is black

[Chorus X2]
When the sun is up
The gun is up
On the shelf
And all the runners up
Are thankin' me
For the help
Hopin' that they not around
When it gets dark outside
The sun's goin' down
Ya hear the bark outside
Locks off the cage, gague with the buck shots
Faggot, you been lucky all day this where your luck stops
One drops, then another, then another
Gun pops, go into you, hit your mother
When does it all end?
I found a friend in the dark
''cause fuckin' wit' these cats'll
Send a friend to the morgue
Many questions, no answers, stress
Try to hold my head
And remember that I'm blessed
With a curse and it gets worse as time goes by
Can't see straight, I'm so high
Why ask why when you know?
Nigga when it's your time to go, you go
[Chorus]

Written by Simmons, Earl / Fields, Anthony / Blackman, Damon J / Masser, Michael William
Published by Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

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