[Intro: DMX & DJ Clue]
(Whaaaat!)
When it's on (Uh)
It's on (Uh-huh)
You motherfuckers done lost your mind!
It's another one of those (Ahh man) (New DMX!)
Another one of them
Clue slash X joints (Whaaaaaat!)
Another one of them (Who's next?)
Off the motherfucking hook joints (Ahh, you motherfuckers done lost your mind)
Mundo! Telemundo! (Whaaaaat!)

[Verse 1: DMX]
When I creep through, n***as is see through just like negligee (Uhh)
Ain't no talkin' 'cause there ain't much that the dead can say (What!)
Long as I'm walking I be strappin' my dogs (Uhh)
Rackin the hogs (Whoooo-hooo!)
Desert Eagle packin' the morgues (What!)
Metal slabs with yellow tags on toes (Uh)
What happens to those that (Uhh)
Chose to be foes (Uh-huh)
Bet his man know
But yo, we only get stronger (Uh-huh)
And the amount of time we're facin' is only gettin' longer
Get the mayor on the horn! (Clue!)
(What!) It's time for shit to go down (Uhh!)
Strapped for the show down (Uhh!)
Wet up yo crib, kick the door down
Know you schemin' so I got's to get you first
Put you right up in a brand new hearse, could be worse (Whoo!)
Shoulda seen what I gave this n***a
Two vests couldn't save this n***a (Uhh), way I laid this n***a
Played this n***a but that's what I'm good at (Uh-huh)
Layin' n***as out in fightin' pits and fuckin' hoodrats (What!) (Ha ha!)
Where's my fuckin' hood at? (Whoo!)
Flip on n***as like switches (Uhh!)
Rip on n***as like bitches (Uhh!), dig more n***as in ditches (Uhh!)
They ain't found half the bodies that a n***a caught or should I say a n***a bought
Cause ain't nothing like getting' paid for, a n***a sport (Aight)
Killed for what a n***a thought but that's just how shit be
I know that one day they gon' try that shit wit me
But just as long as I'm on top of shit, you ain't stoppin' shit
And ain't a motherfucker droppin' shit
[Chorus: DMX]
If it ain't ruff it ain't me (Uhh), (C'mon)
If it ain't ruff it ain't D (Uhh)
M to the X
Most y'all n***as is straight sex (What?!)
*Gun cocking*
*shots fired*
*Flatline*
Next! (Ha ha)
If it ain't ruff it ain't me (Uhh)
If it ain't ruff it ain't D (Uhh)
M to the X
Most y'all n***as is straight sex (What?!) (DJ Clue?)
*Gun cocking*
*shots fired* (Desert Storm)
*Flatline*
Next!

[Verse 2: DMX]
Plenty of n***as know dirty is how I do 'em (Uh-huh)
Put buck shots, from a thirty right through 'em
Cause ain't none of ya'll muh'fuckers built for war
And I lay down the law (Clueminati!) when I spray down the door
Fuck around on my name will be 95-B-64-11 (What!)
On a three-and-a-half to seven (C'mon)
But even up north I put n***as to waste
So if you wanna stop the violence, get the fuck out my face!
Parole before peeps hit the board off (Uhh)
Bitches is fuckin' but I sleep with the sawed off (Uhh)
I got shit to do, rules to break, crews to break (Uh-huh)
Before the news to break, (Uh-huh) I got dues to take (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I don't joke cause Jokers is cards and cards are what I pull
Infrared with the clip full (What!), no leash on the pitbull (Ha ha!)
That shit is hot like the wax off a candle stick (C'mon)
But how I handle shit
Is to dismantle shit (C'mon), de-de-de-de-de
Like Popeye when it's Spinach time (Clue!)
Runnin' through n***as like the tape at the finish line (Uh)
What your crew, gonna do when I put the pressure on
And it hurts, wannabe gangsters in skirts (Aight)
And the bitches comin' all up out them n***as
One false move and they moms'll read about them n***as
And they wives'll be without them n***as
Matter of fact, I'm tired of talkin' money
Throw your joints up, scrap, bitch (Ha ha!)
[Chorus: DMX]
If it ain't ruff it ain't me (Uhh)
If it ain't ruff it ain't D (Uhh)
M to the X
Most y'all n***as is straight sex (What?!)
*Gun cocking*
*shots fired*
*Flatline*
Next!
If it ain't ruff it ain't me (Uhh)
If it ain't ruff it ain't D (Uhh)
M to the X
Most y'all n***as is straight sex (What?!)
*Gun cocking*
*shots fired*
*Flatline*
Next!

[Outro: DMX & DJ Clue]
(DJ Clue!)
N***as won't creep these streets with me
(Desert Storm!)
Cause you know fuckin' with these streets would be
The Professional
Part 2!
Muh'fucker! (Ha ha!)
Uh
Uh-huh (Fat shout)
Uh (My n***a Ray!)
Uh-huh
Uh (DMX)
Uh-huh (My n***a Dee, Waah!)
P-pop-pop-pop, n***a!
(The whole Ruff Ryders)
(Word up!)